Bone-afide Secrets A Underswap Papyrus x Reader Fanfiction

Chapter 5: Somehow I've Actually Made It This Far..

When I wake up the next morning it's to the sound of the front door slamming open and the sound of plastic bags rubbing together. "What the hell?" I mumble to myself as I get up and crack open my door to have a peek. Alphys was carrying a ton of bags from some store while undyne quietly shut the front door.

The pair quickly begin to pull whatever it was out of their bags, each of them cringing at the loud sound of crumpling plastic bags. After a moment I realize it was food that they had brought. I sigh and slowly shut my door, then lean my back against it and drop my heads into my hands. Had they looked through my cabinets only to find dust bunnies? I didn't want their pity..

To my surprise, Cozzys' human voice slices through the almost silence, "what are you doing?" There is a sharp edge to his voice and it clearly startled Alphys and Undyne as I hear a loud bump and a growl. I check the scene again and find Cozzy staring up at a terrified looking Alphys, with undyne on the floor behind her.

"Y-you can talk?!"

"Uh yea, obviously." I can hear the eye roll in his voice. "Now, explain to me what you are doing with all of that." He lifts a paw to gesture at the food they had brought.

"Well.. we both know that (Y/n) is stressed about tonight.." Alphys turns around to help Undyne up, who continues her thought.

"S-so we thought w-what b-better way to d-distress than t-to eat!"

"Basically, we are making her a nice late breakfast." Alphys finishes with a shrug. I couldn't help the wide dorky grin that overtakes my face. It felt really good to have somebody worry about you, who knew?

"Alright.." Cozzy glances between the two and then turns and trots towards me. I quickly back away and sit down on my bed just as he pushes open my door and comes strutting in. "Your guests are making breakfast." Cozzy mumbles as he walks over and jumps up on the bed next to me. To my surprise he starts lapping at his paw and eventually begins to swipe it over his muzzle.

"I noticed. They had good intention, but I wish I had told them before how much I hated hand outs." Never accepting a pity vote was one of the morals my mother raised me with. Though she had a broader sense of what was a pity vote; which meant she often mistook my intentions when I gave her gifts as a child.

"I don't think it's a hand out, I think they are actually trying to help." Cozzy mumbles as he brings his damp paw over his ear. "It would be terrible to show anything except gratitude after they promised to keep your secret."  He pauses his cleaning to make eye contact with me.

I breathe out a long sigh and shut my eyes tightly, pretending for only a moment that he wasn't completely right. "Alright, I'll just get ready for the day to give them some time to make whatever it is that they are making." I get to my feet and head into the bathroom connected to my room. Cozzy watches me go then curls up on my bed as I shut the door.

I take a quick cold shower then get out and wash my face in the sink. A smile lights up my face as I begin running a brush through my (h/l) (h/c) hair. Then I gently dry and brush the fur on my ears and tail. I tighten the towel around my body and exit the bathroom to choose an outfit.

After a few minutes of flipping through my options I decide on a pastel orange T-shirt and a pair of jeans. Next I styled my hair how I wanted it and went over to peak out at my friends. They had made pancakes and bacon, though I had guessed earlier when the smell of grease reached my nose.