You peeked out of the kitchen to make sure Sans had left and when you were sure that coast was clear you smiled and ran to the drawer to pull out a spoon.
Your eyes lit up and you held the spoon up to your mouth as you got in a pose.
You started singing the lyrics of your favorite song and dancing around the kitchen while you cooked for Papyrus.
It was nice to be alone, nobody would be watching you while you enjoyed singing and dancing to your favorite songs.
It was a shame that your phone broke because it had so many of your favorite songs on it. You didn't sound as good without music backing you up but, singing a capella would have to do.
You sang into the spoon and smiled as you pulled out a baking dish, setting it on the counter gently. You slid across the floor back to the stove and you put the sausage in a bowl.
You looked at the lasagna noodles and grinned because they were ready.
You turned the heat off on the stovetop and went to drain the noodles. When you looked up at the sink it was at least six feet tall, if not more. There was no way you could reach that!
You put down the spoon and grabbed two potholders, you picked up the pot carefully with them and walked out of the kitchen.
"I guess I'm draining this in the bathroom," You muttered.
You shrugged and walked to the bottom of the stairs singing faintly, when you reached the top you kept Papyrus in consideration and got completely quiet.
You tiptoed past his door and walked to the bathroom, when you got inside you set the pot on the counter and then tipped it back carefully so the water began to drain.
The steam billowed into the air and you watched as the water drained out of the pot.
After a few seconds you finished pouring the water into the sink and you set the pot back upright.
You adjusted your grip on the handles and make your way back to the stairs.
You walked down the stairs quietly and walked back to the kitchen.
Skeletons must sleep for a long time, or maybe Papyrus is just sleeping late because he needs to heal... Then again it is possible that he is awake and going on the undernet or something.
You set the pot of lasagna noodles onto the stovetop and went into the fridge. You looked through one of the drawers and picked up some mozzarella cheese, you carried it over to the counter and got a cheese grater out.
You went back to singing while you grated the cheese and you giggled at how ridiculous you must have looked, if Sans had seen you like this the remarks would never end.
You slightly blushed, what if Papyrus saw you? Would he think you were absolutely ridiculous? Would he like your singing? You doubted that he would, but at least nobody was actually watching you.
You finished grating the cheese and began layering the breakfast lasagna, you really hoped Papyrus would like this. You didn't have a recipe or anything so you just put ingredients together that you thought would taste good combined.
That of course included tomatoes, lasagna noodles, cheese, tomato sauce, sausage and basil.
"I could have added eggs but I didn't see any in the fridge..." You muttered to yourself causing yourself to stop singing for a second.
You shook your head and continued layering your breakfast lasagna, when you reached the last layer you put extra cheese and stuck it in the oven.
You set the stove to three hundred seventy-five degrees and put the timer on for thirty minutes.
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Not Just Evil (Underfell Papyrus X Reader)
FanfictionUnderfell Papyrus is viewed as one of the most ruthless monsters in the underground but what is really under that tough persona? Thanks to Tamqul on Deviantart for letting me use their awesome artwork as the cover!