I am, after all, the very astute and clever Papyrus. It was very easy for me! I was very ready to add to my vast hordes of admirers among the Surface!īut….sometimes I still get confused. Sometimes I still wander back under the mountain, and I go home, looking for everyone, and wondering why I am so alone down here. But I think he likes being down there more anyways. It was when I was looking for him that I met y/n. They were exploring, curious about this former home of monsters. They were examining one of my old puzzles with interest. They seemed startled when I called out to them, but I introduced myself as the maker of that masterful jape they were studying, and began to explain to them the solution. Normally, of course, I would never cheat them of the great fun of trying to solve it, but I did not want the human hurt. They seemed to be interested in seeing more, so I led them around and showed them more of my puzzles. They did not seem afraid of me, despite my intimidating stature.
They looked curiously at the stains on my teeth, but did not say anything. We met several times under the mountain after that, and slowly became the best of friends. Not Aliza, they were very different from her. but then my brain is far too jumbled of late. Too many friendly concussions from Undyne. They seemed fairly accepting of us monsters. Even Sans seemed to like them, although it is getting harder and harder these days to tell what Sans is thinking. But he has not tried to attack them yet, which is a very good sign. Today, however, we are trying something new. I had shown them one of my old dating manuals, and they said that they would be interested in trying one with me. They show up with a basket with two sodas, some chips, and a small cake. I present them with a container of my famous spaghetti, which they gratefully accept. It is, of course, my non-special variety (though I am still trying to get rid of those leftovers). I can see a park in the distance, though we do not go too close. I have found that humans with children are especially nervous around me. Clearly worried their children will feel disheartened in the presence of so much greatness.
“OOH! THERE’S A SPECIAL SECTION ON DATES IN NATURE.” One day they will realize that the Great Papyrus is also a great mentor! For the now, though, we give them space. “Fire away.” The human says, smiling as they swing the basket by their side. I squint at the pages, pulling them close to my face. “WHEN WANDERING THROUGH THE WOODS WITH YOUR BELOVED, IT IS CONSIDERED ROMANTIC TO ‘SWEEP THEM OFF THEIR FEET’, AND CARRY THEM OVER THE FOREST FLOOR!” I smile. “Welp, hold this.” They hand me the picnic basket. What could the human…? Suddenly they are standing by me, one hand supporting my back while the other moves to sweep my legs off the ground.
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