*A/N: Disclamer: I don't own Goosebumps, Slappy, or any Goosebumps material, plots, or books. All credit regarding Goosebumps, goes to R.L. Stine. I do not own Undertale or any Undertale material, plots books or merchandise. All credit regarding Undertale goes to Toby Fox. Thank you!*
Y/N's POV:
I wake up with a stretch and a yawn and look at my closet. I stand up, a smile plastered on my face, and open the door. Upon opening the door, I see Slappy curled up on a pile of clothes and an old pillow snoring. I hate the thought of waking him up, so I leave him be, and walk downstairs. I talk with Sans and Papyrus until one of them point something out. "You're really attached to that dummy, huh?" Sans says. I gasp and turn around and I'm greeted with two glassy brown eyes staring into my E/C pearls. I then sigh and smack the dummy's cheek. "OW!" Slappy screams in suprise, leaving Sans and Papyrus stunned. "WHAT WERE YOU THINKING!" I shout. "NOW THEY'VE CAUGHT YOU! DON'T YOU SEE? I COULDN'T LET THEM SEE YOU BECAUSE THEY'D FREAK! PAPYRUS WOULD BE SCARED AND SANS.... well... he'd. I don't know what he'd do. BUT STILL! WHY? I CARE ABOUT YOU! I'D EVEN GO AS FAR AS TO SAY I LOVE YOU! I.... REALLY DO.... so why...." Slappy's eyelids rise up until they can't be seen anymore and hugs me tight. "Shhh... I'm sorry... Nothing will happen... okay...?" Slappy tries to calm me down as I cry into the shoulder of his tuxedo. Sans and Papyrus are stunned. How could a dummy be alive?3rd Person POV:
Suddenly, Slappy notices a heavier weight on him. He looks up at Y/N to see she is asleep. Slappy's eyelids fall down a bit as he looks at her sweetly. Without a word, he picks her up with an inhuman strength and carries her to her room. Closing the door behind him, he puts Y/N on her bed and walks to the closet. Slappy lays down on the pile of clothes left from this morning and lays his head down on the old pillow. Staring up at the ceiling, Slappy thought to himself. How could he get attached to someone so quick? He wanted to make her his slave at first, but now he doesn't know what he wants. His chest thumps up and down, dispite not having a heart, his face felt hot around her, dispite not having a brain or any chemicals or hormones to make him feel that way, and he feels like butterflies flew around in the inside of his body - particularly where a stomach would be - dispite not having a stomach or nervous system. Then... why is he feeling this way? Slappy is never good at identifying feelings, and he sure can't ask Sans or Papyrus - they might get rid of him. 'I'll have to ask Y/N when she wakes up.' Slappy thinks to himself as he drifts off to sleep too.~~~~Time Skip:~~~~
Y/N's POV: I wake up with a stretch and a yawn. 'What happened?' I think to myself as I sit on the edge of my bed. I gasp in suprise as I look down and meet the soft, glassy, brown eyes of Slappy. "Oh!" I say through breaths. "It's just you!" "Y - yeah..." Slappy stutters, with a gulp. "U - uhhhhh... Y/N? What does it mean when you feel like your stomach would flutter if you had one and you feel hotter dispite not having a brain or any chemicals or hormones to make you feel that way?" I stifle a laugh. "Who makes you feel like that, Slappy?" Slappy's eyes bulge open. He quickly shuts them again and shakes his wooden head. "J - just tell me what it is..." He says, sounding extremely embarrassed. "That's called love, Slappy," I say, patting his head and standing up. "And whoever makes you feel that should consider themselves extremely lucky." "Why?" Slappy asks as I start to walk towards the door, clutching my arm at my side. "Because, Slappy," I start, a
rosy - pink blush starting to form on my cheeks. "The person you love is very lucky to have someone as amazing as you loving them." I then walk out the door, closing the door behind me. I swear I hear Slappy mumble something under his breath from inside the room. 'It's probably nothing' I think to myself, reassuringly as I walk away. But, as I walk, I start to think maybe I should have stayed in the room longer.Slappy's POV:
I watch as Y/N walks out of the room and closes the door behind her. I know she won't hear me, but I can't help but say it. "You must be extremely lucky then." I mumble under my breath, a rosy - pink blush spreading across my cheeks. Maybe, one day, I'll be able to confess my feelings for her. But, perhaps it's too early to tell her now. I should wait just a bit longer. Just so I can make sure Y/N doesn't feel like a stranger is confessing to her. As I'm thinking about her I notice I'm getting taller. I dash towards Y/N's bedroom mirror and look in. My wooden head is becoming a peach toned skin. My wooden red lips are now skin as well. My carved and painted wooden hair is becoming soft. I realize as I stare in horror in the mirror what is happening. I am becoming a human man. I start to panic and slap my face lightly in a futile effort to wake me up. I start to rub hard as if it is makeup. I, after many minutes of struggle, realize nothing can be done, and I give a heavy sigh. It seems confessing to Y/N will have to wait. I need to fix this first. 'Hopefully Y/N won't notice.' I think to myself as I stare in to the mirror in self pity. As I think to myself I hear Y/N's doorknob jiggle and the door creak open. "Slappy?" I hear Y/N's voice call me. I swish my head to look at the door. Y/N looks at me in front of the mirror and she gasps in suprise. "I - I can explain!" I shout in terror as my hands shoot up into the air and I back up to get away from her. 'Well, this didn't go as planned...' I think to myself as I gulp in terror. 'What am I going to tell her? What am I going to do?'*A/N: Hiya everyone! I'm soooooo sorry I haven't posted to this story in a while. Since it's summer vacation now, I will be able to write quicker, where as before summer vacation I didn't even have time to do anything for myself let alone the story. I promise I will stick to the schedule starting today. What do you think will happen next? Leave your thoughts in the comments below! Be sure to leave a like and share this story to help support this story and help more people see it. That's all I've got time for now! Seeya in the next chapter, my Power Readers! Bye! *teleports away*
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