Undertale Boiz Oneshots

Parenthood [Papyrus x Reader]

I stopped counting, lol. Request for OatmealTrees. So let's stop talking and start reading. I'm on a roll! A roll of bad oneshots... but still a roll!

You plopped down on your side of the bed, exaughsted. When you had a baby, would someone ever care to tell you how damn hard it was!? You rubbed your temples, the stress of having an infant skeleton child was getting to you. 

You look over at your husband. Papyrus was fast asleep. Skeletons like him don't need sleep, but he and his brother sleep anyways. It usually takes a bedtime story and a few bedtime kisses but then he's out cold until it's the perfect time to wake up.

But since he can't be woken up when he is asleep, it's up to you to take care of the kid through the night. And Papyrus isn't experienced enough with the kid's needs so you can't leave him alone. It's only when Sans visits that you can actually get a wink of sleep.

You tried to sleep with Papyrus taking care of your child, but then you woke up to the fire alarm, your kid almost suffocating under a fallen blanket fort, and Papyrus panicking about ruining the microwave by putting a fork with the baby formula. 

Yeah, there's a reason Papyrus needs a second parent. But you love him anyways. You just wished the child could sleep like your brother in law. You reached for Papyrus's hand underneath the covers as he sleeps. 

Your thumb brushes over his third phalange, which has the wedding ring thst binded you two together on it. He wore it everywhere, even to bed. He didn't have to worry about losing blood circulation to his finger because he had no blood. You, however, had to take it off when you weren't awake. But that was virtually never so you kinda wore it at all times too.

You laid down on your side of the bed, getting under the covers. You were tired and stressed, so very tired and stressed. You were looking forward for Sans's next visit. But thst winter be for a while since he and Toriel are on their Honeymoon.

You gave yourself an internal pep talk. You could do this. Just wait until the child is a toddler, then you can get all the sleep you want. What's a year or two with the bare minimum or less of sleep? Nothing! You can become an insomniac! Where's the Coffee and Monster? (I mean the energy drink, duh.)

You smiled, entering your hands with the sleeping Papyrus's. You can be a parent. Yeah. You can totally be a parent. You're a parent now, and you can continue being a parent. You and Papyrus were the best parents ever in the history of parenthood. You were fine. Everything was fine.

One thing was certain though, Parenthood wasn't easy. You looked over at Papyrus, so at peace in his sleep. You wished you could have just a half hour of that uninterrupted. But that's Impossible. The baby only can go thirty minuted without crying over something. Just as clingy as their father after all.

Aaaaaaaand there it goes. You sigh and get up to go take care of the crying child. 

You got this.

No one ever tells you how hard parenting is going to be. Ever. 

~Eva