Sometimes even the greatest skeletons need a break, and what better way than through a forced secret identity? In this story we see through Papyrus eyes(ockets) as he learns to use his not so happy feelings to fuel his musical talents, and prove the underground wrong about him! Or, at least, when he decides to take off his disguise that is. what will happen if monsters find out that their favorite singer sensation is actually the perky Papyrus in costume? seems you'll have to read to find out. AN: Recently re-worked for better structure, pacing, and grammar! Comment are welcome and encouraged if you have tips, ideas, or thoughts in general. Happy reading! WARNINGS (also provided per chapter): This is an angsty fic by an angsty person S/h and suicide Cussing Alcohol refrences Cover by me I do not own undertale nor any characters or songs in this story, this is just for funsies, credit where it is due, please have mercy on a poor soul