Fanfics (ships form Undertale)

Who is in your soul now? | Fanfic (one shot) EdgyBerry

He ran to him.

His little skull lay on the lap of the tallest skeleton, as with his gloves he tried to slowly and carefully wipe his face, which was filled with dirt and small wounds, his basins were closed tightly and his mouth no longer held the smile impeccable always, now was a straight line that was separated from time to time to release some moan that tried to be reassured by his partner.

- I'm here, Sans. Stop crying. "He tried to cry out, but he was a rookie in this." Everything will be fine.

"Papyrus!" He exclaimed in agony as he gripped his jacket more tightly. "I want you to stop this, please!

He could only hug him more and try to forget all the witnesses who watched them astonished before the scene, without moving. With high ego Papyrus lifted his head to growl;

"I want to finish with you damn human scum!" "He said with deep hatred." I swear that when he recovers, he will have no land or sea to flee.

The little whimper of his beloved friend returned his attention and took away the tears that fell through his jaws, the sound of the ambulance assured him that help would soon come.

"Come with me, please." He balconied in the hope that he would accept.

How could he deny something to a skeleton he loved? He nodded and set his teeth on her forehead to assure her with a small whisper;

"I'll follow you to the end-"

[♣ Several hours before ♣]

"Come on, just one minute for faaa!"

-Not!-

Papyrus flatly denied the idea that his companion from another universe had, Sans or also known as Blue, came from Underswap, a universe where the comparison with this, had none. He followed the tallest skeleton, insisting on his fate until he accepted.

"I love you!"

That made him paralyze allowing him to hug one of his legs and his hand, Papyrus looked at him in disbelief as the other smiled hard.

"Now give me your handkerchief, Papy?" He asked with a chance to get what he wanted. "Oh, hey!

He just knocked on the head causing them to separate, however he turned around and tried to grab his arm.

"At least give me your hand!" He demanded optimistically.

With a heavy sigh, Papyrus nodded and closed his phalanges with his that was relatively smaller. He could not deny that, especially when it came to him.

Both were located in the Old Town of one of the villages on the surface, being in one of the areas where the Roman classic came to life along its passageways and houses of lower height, however, the best was when everything was full of snow ... oh yes, the winter had arrived like every year to the surface to embellezer the town with its flakes. The skeleton of small stature and vivacious soul, always running on all sides and almost wreaking havoc, was so charged with energy that Papyrus could barely follow him as he sneaked out and evaded passers-by from the street.