Chapter 7: My life?

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It was his house, Papyrus was cooking spaghetti and Frisk was reading. Everything seemed peaceful from the couch until Frisk looked up and saw Sans trying to understand the situation.

Frisk: Hm? Sans? Sans!

Frisk was so happy, she jumped to hug him.

Sans: Hey, kiddo, calm down.

Sans rubbed his eyes, Papyrus stretched to see was make Frisk come so nervous.

Papyrus: Hm? Frisk, what's going on?

Frisk: Come and see.

Papyrus: Sans? Sans! Come here brother.

Sans still not understood the situation.

Sans: Ah, my head, w-what happened?

Frisk: Long story.

Papyrus: Let's see, where should I start from? We were moving to the surface . . .

Sans: I remember that part.

Papyrus: And then it was this sort of creature . . .

Sans: Y-Yea?

Papyrus: And . . .Oh! the spaghetti is almost ready, Frisk, help me explaining Sans what had happened.

Frisk: Everyone was fighting it, including Papyrus and you . . .

Sans: . . .

Frisk: We made it run away, we took like half an hour, and you seemed tired but then you just fall to the floor. We thought you were just sleeping, like always, so Papyrus and I brought you home to let you sleep, you're way heavier when you're slept.

Sans: I'm guessing I have evolved by doing nothing, if someone wants to move you from bed, they won't.

Frisk: Yea, about that, you have been sleeping for 3 days.

Sans: !

Papyrus: The spaghetti is ready!

Papyrus brought 3 plates of spaghetti to the couch.

Papyrus: I thought you were hungry. Bone appetite . . . .!

Sans: You finally did it, you made a pun

Papyrus: We gota talk about your puns, I cannot accept more puns in this house.

Sans: Are you gona pun-ish me?

Papyrus: No, no, I won't do something like that. Wait . . . was that . . . Sans, was that a pun?

Sans: Yep

Papyrus: Then yes, I will.

Sans: Are you sending me to the pun-itentiary?

Papyrus: Sans!, you are tearing this family apart.

Sans: That's right, my puns really are tearrible.

Papyrus: When will god punish these sins?

Sans: When will god punish this Sans?

Papyrus: Frisk! Help me! Save me from Sans' puns!

Frisk: . . . . Sans! I'm going to visit Toriel, she was really worried about you.

Sans: I-I'll join you.

Frisk winks at Papyrus who makes an ok signal. They go out of the house, stepping in the soft snow.

Sans: I need someone to release my puns on, Toriel.

Frisk: She really was upset.

A monster bunny, who lived next to Sans and Papyrus, comes as he saw Sans.

Bunny: Sans! I heard what happened, are you ok?

Sans: Yea, It wasn't that bad, or was it?

Frisk: It really was.

They got to Toriel's house.

Frisk: Mom, Toriel . . .

Toriel opens the door.

Toriel: Oh, m-my child, welcome back, and S . . . Sans? Oh god, Sans!

She knelt a little bit to rise him.

Toriel: I missed you.

Sans: T-Tori . . . .

Toriel: Everyone waited for you.

Sans: S-So you could go to the surface but you waited just for . . . me?

Toriel leaves him in the floor.

Toriel: W-Well, we neither where ready to leave our homes. Sigh . . . glad everything has come back to normal.

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