Underfale Love

Here Have A Boo Edge Boo!

Edge's POV

Edge awoke to the sound of his brothers snores, and the soft breathing of the other Papyrus.

Staring up at the ceiling he let himself get lost in his thoughts.

He and his brother teleported from his universe to this one, met their copies, got new names, and have to live here for a while until they can use the machine to make it back to their home.

Their world.

Not to mention his copy is a innocent sparkle eyed fool, and his brother's copy is a really deadly skeleton with a facade of a lazyass, with a relaxed grin, and spewing puns at everyone.

'Did I miss anything?'

Oh yes after almost obliterating the kitchen with 'Friendship Spaghetti' the blue jacket Sans popped out from nowhere calmed the situation down with his puns, while putting out the stove fire.

'Does That Make The Damn Skeleton Smart Too?'

And then they ate leftover Spaghetti, made sleeping arrangements, then had been sent to this world's Papyrus's room for the night.

'The Other Papyrus Said That They Were Going To Be Having Something About A Slumber Party Or Something?'

With Edge on the air mattress bed since he couldn't fit with Red and Papyrus on the racecar bed.

When they were all settled in the blue clad Sans came in with a book in his hand saying he was going to read to them.

Fluffy Bunny is what it was called, and read he did.

Reminding Edge of the days when he was younger when his brother had read to him.

Listening to this Sans read the story with him making different voices with his deep baritone voice , and all the hand gestures had been weird...

But what made Edge's marrow boil was how much emotion this Sans was expressing while reading.

This Sans tried to act like he was all laid back and shit when he really wasn't.

Edge could see how much he adored his younger brother, and actually made an effort for him.

With everyone else though he put up an act it seemed.

Thinking about the version of his brother gives him a headache as well makes him frustrated.

He scratched his skull comforted by the soothing sound of bone scraping bone.

He is used to being able to read, and figure out others by their face, eyes, movements, actions, and tone of voice.

But not this version of his brother apparently.

The monsters of his world try to use monsters you love, or anything of value to you as a weaknesses, because once you find a weakness you can use that to your advantage.

All because they wanted power.

LOVE

And

EXP

Blinking a couple times to adjust to the darkness of the room, he sat up.