Harry and Sans weren't arguing for once. Harry was singing Potter Puppet Pals for him.
"Snape. Snape. Severus Snape. Snape. Snape. Severus Snape-"
"dumbledore!" Sans joined in. When the song was finished, Sans clapped very loudly.
"you have an even worse singing voice than me," Sans said.
"Then why are you clapping?" Harry asked.
"because it's over." Suddenly, Umbridge's dead body woke up again.
"Um... what is happeni- oh dear. Have I been a dead body all this time?"
"Yes."
"Oh. Well, I can't leave a confusing impression on Harry, of all people. hEMmMEMm mMEMmHEhHE detention for you potter hEMmameMmsemaemME."
"Ugh. Now I remember why I despised you so much."
But Umbridge wasn't finished yet. "You KNOW... I'm not a Death Eater or anything... but you have to admit, Voldemort, like, has a point? Half-bloods are impure, just like centaurs and other half-breeds. I'm not racist or anything, but, like, I'm just sayiiiiing, if Voldemort won, I wouldn't be mad, you know? I just think-"
"Are you finished yet?" Umbridge wasn't a teacher anymore and Harry was an adult, meaning she had no authority over him and he could verbally bully her as much as he wanted. This fact made him overjoyed.
"I'll never be finished." she said cryptically before breaking down into a fit of coughing. This made Sans realize something.
"hang on... your body isn't realizing your own terribleness and now you're dying and coming back to life at random intervals, is it?"
"Actually, that's exactly what's happening."
"i think i may be able to help... the same thing's happened to me before."
"No! Don't help her!" Harry cried in agony. He didn't care if the world was ending and Umbridge needed help to piece the world back together or something stupid like that, he would never help her. Ever.
Back on the surface...
"SO, WHAT EXACTLY DO YOU WANT TO ACCOMPLISH IN BECOMING AN EVIL DICTATOR?" Papyrus asked. It was morning and Ugly Rat Dude was back. They were playing Wizard Uno™ at Voldemort's Table™ while eating Wizard Doritos (Now With Pure Evil Extract)(™).
"I have a hatred of Muggles and every wizard who was born to them, so when I take over the world I'm going to exterminate them all. Yellow," Voldemort said, drawing a Wild Wizard Card out of his hand.
"WHY DO YOU HATE THEM SO MUCH?"
"I dunno, I grew up in an orphanage and it just kind of developed over time."
"AH. I SEE."
"Draw four, Papyrus," Ugly Rat Dude said out of the blue, dropping his card onto the pile.
"UGLY RAT GUY, I SWEAR TO MONSTERKIND, FROM THIS DAY FORTH, YOU WILL NOT KNOW THE MEANING OF PEACE FOR I WILL RAIN MISERY AND VENGEANCE DOWN UPON YOUR COLD UNFEELING HEAR-"
"Yeah that's cool Papyrus now draw four cards."
"FINE."
Voldemort couldn't help but feel secret admiration for Papyrus' tendency to be melodramatic. Not like he'd say anything, though. Never. He was the Dark Lord, after all, and he had to keep up his appearance as an evil overlord.
"Hey, Ugly Rat Guy, did you get any more Wizard Cookies yet? I have some extra Wizard Sprinkles I want to use. Also I'm hungry."
"Sure, they're right over here," he responded, casting a spell and teleporting the cookies to the table.
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Voldyrus (Voldemort x Papyrus): It All Started With A Nose
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