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Drunk papyrus x reader

request from PAPYRUSISNUMBER1 on quotev

I wasn't to sure about what to do with your request.This is the best I could come up with. Terrariatele is technically just drunk Papyrus so I hope this is good enough.

Undyne's party were going great. it started out like a hang out between herself, you, Alphys and Papyrus. then suddenly some of the ex royal guards came, then some more people, then Undyne brought out the alcohol and suddenly the little hangout became a party. you were pretty sure half of the people showing up none of you knew, but no one cared at this moment. people were dancing like crazy, singing crazy at the karaoke machine, playing beer pong and just plain drinking like it was the end of the the world, like it was the civil war and a doctor were coming to saw our legs off.

You had lost the main gang you were hanging out with and was seated in the stairs with a beer and watching the chaos unfold in front of you. you hadn't had much to drink but it was enough to be a little carefree and loosen up. you had your eye on the karaoke machine for a while, and maybe after a few more steps you would try it out. this party were leaning pretty much toward an rave party of some sort at the moment. you were lost in thought when a loud knock brought your attention back. looking down you realized Papyrus had accidentally knocked a shelf know, and he looked pretty wasted. great...

You took it upon yourself to keep an eye on him by not being the most wasted to be sure he didn't do something too stupid. getting down on ground level you realized how much he actually were drunk. you had casually had a drink with him. he had mention he had a strong alcohol tolerance and proudly claimed he had never gotten blackout drunk. yeah, he need to scratch that form the list. he would not remember the night when he woke up. It actually surprise you that he would drink this much, than you realized that Undyne had a drinking game with the ex royal guard with the strongest whiskey she had, and Papyrus probably joined. He still locked up on the ex royal guard member and would love to be included in their group. even if they were on the surface and the royal guard didn't exist.

"Papyrus, are you okay?" you tilted your head looking at your friend that tried his best to stand on his own two feet. "huMAN, THERE YOU ARE!" he tried to go toward you, but ended up getting caught in his own feet and falling face first in front of you. "Papyrus! are you okay?" you went over to help him and got a simple "Nyeh he he" in response, that were muffled by the carpet. He was not driving home by himself, and you would not abandon him her. You were getting tired and decided he could crash on your couch until tomorrow, or a few hours. you were pretty sure it was a new day right now since the party started. and you were amused that no one had called the police for a noise complaint.

getting Papyrus arm over your to support him and you made your way out the door. thankfully our house was not far away. on the way Papyrus spat out drunk slur an sentences you couldn't quiet understand. you were pretty sure he were ranting about spaghetti at one point. finally getting inside your house and laying you drunk skeleton friend on your couch. however he was not letting go of you. "hey, human~ dO YOU KNOW You LOOK PRETTY~ I LOVE YOU!" Papyrus placed his head crook of your neck while drunkenly talked away.drawing you closer to him. Your face had gotten as read as his favorite scarf around his neck. He was just drunk, he have no idea on what he's saying. there no ways he sober enough to know its me he's talking to. you had heard the phrase 'a drunk mans words, are a sober man's thought' and were wishing it was the case right now.

Papyrus suddenly pulled away from you and smashed his teeth against your lips in a skeletal kiss. you felt like you could pass out in the moment. all your senses were alert and you froze on the spot. Papyrus parted the kiss with a loud 'MWAH' before he passed out from the alcohol in your arms. oh boy, you were really hoping that 'a drunk mans words, are a sober man's thought' was the case here.