Harry Potter Down Under

Two Voices (11)

Before we continue, I just want to clear one thing up. (Possible Spoiler to the rest of this story.) Okay, you know that first voice in the beginning? The one back in the Ruins with Toriel? That was a different voice than the one he hears now. That one back there was a woman's, this one is a man's. That right there might be considered a spoiler among some of you, sorry. From now on, though, *this will be used to symbolize the woman's voice.*

"Is that...spaghetti? I love spaghetti!" Harry looked at a note beside the plate of spaghetti. He began reading it aloud, giggling at the fact that Papyrus writes just as he speaks, in all caps.

"'HUMANS! PLEASE ENJOY THIS SPAGHETTI! (LITTLE DO YOU KNOW THIS SPAGHETTI IS A TRAP...)' I don't think you're actually supposed to tell that it's a trap in the letter."

"Just go with it."

"'(DESIGNED TO ENTICE YOU! YOU'LL BE SO BUSY EATING IT...THAT YOU WON'T REALIZE YOU AREN'T PROGRESSING! THOROUGHLY JAPED AGAIN BY THE GREAT PAPYRUS!)

NYEH- HEH- HEH-

PAPYRUS'"

"But I don't understand. Why does Papyrus write in all caps? And why does he sign with 'nyeh heh heh'? It just seems sort of strange to me."

"It's Papyrus, everything about him screams strange."

"Oh..."

Sounds just like you.

"Quiet!" Harry hissed at the voice. Frisk jumped and turned to him, wide-eyed. Harry gulped and covered his mouth with his hands, but they didn't do anything to him.

-I'm gonna skip a bit through to the more important events.-

Lesser dog just wanted a pet, and his head got a little bit taller when Harry did. The two dogs, Dogamy and Dogaressa, didn't attack after Frisk told him to roll around. After rolling in the snow and dirt, the two kids smelled like strange puppies. After the two dogs left, talking about how the "puppies" had opened their eyes and mind to a whole new world, or whatever, Harry smiled at Frisk. They smiled back at the muddy little boy.

A few more puzzles by Papy had confused Harry, but Frisk didn't seem bothered and knew exactly what to do. One of the puzzles malfunctioned, but Papyrus just left, spinning in circles as he did so.

He's almost as stupid as you.

Harry ignored the voice and laughed as Frisk pulled him across the puzzle. He learned that Papyrus couldn't cook anything edible, too, which made the boy happy he hadn't eaten the spaghetti trap.

Another ice and X&O's puzzle, which Frisk solved easily. Snow poffs, though one had a lot of money in it, and one happened to be the Greater Dog instead. Gyftrot wanted us to undecorate him. Harry got a box of raisins that he opened and began snacking on.

Weirdo. Why are you eating that, you found it on some monster's antlers!

Which was why Harry continued eating the disgusting tasting things. They found some door and Harry played with some glowing mushrooms for a while. A bridge was also a puzzle. Spikes, flames, cannons, all of the good stuff was pointed to the kids. It malfunctioned, too, but Papy covered it up by saying it was much too easy to defeat them. He said there wasn't enough "class" to it.

Finally, they made it to Snowdin. The shop and inn had a box there. Harry ran over and quickly lifted the lid, mouth gaping at the still-warm pie.

"Impossible."

For once I must agree.

They entered the shop. The shop keeper was a woman with bunny ears, possibly related to the Nice Cream man. Maybe she was his mother. Frisk bought a Bisicle, which was like a popsicle except with two sides. Frisk said when the time came, they would share it. One of the items caught his attention. A manly bandana. He wanted it for some reason, maybe to go with the glove in his pocket, but he was to shy to ask Frisk for all that money. Luckily, Frisk seemed to want it, too, because they bought it. They also bought a few cinnamon buns.

"Ma'am? May I ask what there is to do here in Snowdin?" asked little Harry. She had to lean over the counter to see him.

"Grillby's has food, and library has information...If you're tired, you can take a nap at the inn. It's right next door- my sister runs it. And if you're bored, you can sit outside and watch those wacky skeletons do their thing. There's two of 'em...brothers, I think. They just showed up one day and...asserted themselves. The town has gotten a lot more interesting since they came."

"Sounds like them. They are pretty entertaining."

They are also very annoying.

*Be quiet you murderer.*

You first, whore.

Both voices went silent. Harry stood there, just outside the shop door, shocked. He couldn't understand them. They were like actual people, not just warnings or voices in his head. He wasn't sure if he should be relieved that he wasn't going mad, or terrified that he was.

"Harry, something wrong?"

"No. Hey, do you think we could go to Grillby's?"

"Um...sure."