Undertale x Infant!Reader

Confrontation

  "OH GOD!! IS THE HUMAN DEAD?? THEY ARE DEAD AREN'T THEY??"

  "* erm... * i... i dunno..."

  "OH NO!! WE'RE BABY BONE KILLERS!! WE SHOULD'VE BEEN ARRESTED BY UNDYNE AFTER ALL!! WE ARE THE WORST—"

  "* 'ey, pap, calm down! * they're opening their eyes."

  "THEY ARE?? HUMAN! CAN YOU HEAR ME?? CAN YOU HEAR THE GREAT PAPYRUS??"

  "* hey, kid, are you ok? * that was... quite the fall i made us preform... * god i'm such an idiot..."

  Your vision focused, and the blurry white, blue, and red blobs formed the figures of the two well-known people you loved.

  ".....Sssaaaa..? Aaa..?"

  "* there ya go, buddy. * you're ok... whew."

  "THATS IT!! A STRONG LITTLE ONE INDEED!! OH I'M SO GLAD YOU'RE OK," Papyrus wailed, picking you up and giving you a tight squeeze. "LETS NEVER DO THAT AGAIN!!"

  "* yeah... lets not." Sans agreed, standing up and glancing around. "* we're in the garbage dump, it seems like, so we've gotta get moving. * undyne's probably expecting us to be here."

  Papyrus nodded and stood up, releasing you from his 'death hug' and continued to hold you normally once again. He went forward, taking the lead while Sans dragged behind. The eldest paused for a second and looked back, gaze grazing over the flowers they landed on. After a couple of seconds, he was called to, which he responded by hurrying to catch up to you and Papyrus.

  The ground was soft and squishy, water sloshing around whenever the skelebros took a step. While Papyrus's boots were pretty great for this kind of terrain, Sans's slippers were not, and his expression was one of held-back disgust.

  There were many objects when you rounded the bend, all of them were kinda interesting. You saw piles of movies, some trash, a cooler, and a seemingly broken bicycle.

  Sans noticed the bicycle too, and went over to it, running his hand over it.

  "* ...hey papyrus."

  "HM?" The taller skeleton stopped walking, turning to his brother.

  "* y'know how to make a bicycle upset?"

  "NO....? BUT WHY WOULD YOU WANT TO DO THAT—"

  "* you toot its horn." Sans's grin grew and he squeezed the bike's horn, letting it emit a noise.

  Papyrus stared Sans down, his expression turning from confusion to an annoyed anger.

  "SANS! THAT WAS A TERRIBLE JOKE! OR WAS THAT EVEN A JOKE??"

  "* i dunno, but if ya want, i can continue to ride the subject."

  "QUIT IT!!" Papyrus stomped his foot twice, a suction-like noise was made as he lifted his foot.

  You laughed at the reactions, your eyes bright. This only seemed to fuel Sans on, and he gave a wink.

  "* can you not handle my jokes, bro? * i assure you, i'm only just getting pumped up."

  "I MEAN IT!! STOP RIGHT NOW!!"

  Your laughter increased, your whole face now bright with happiness. The only one who didn't seem happy was, of course, Papyrus.

  "DO NOT ENCOURAGE HIM HUMAN!! THAT IS THE LEAST THING WE NEED TO DO!!"

  "* heheh, alright, alright... * i'll stop. * wheel need to keep going if we wanna get out of this garbage dump anyway."