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"WHERE AM I!?" yelled Papyrus as he slowly got off the ground. Papyrus had recently touched a werid looking rock earlier that day and it gave off a weird feeling, who knew that feeling would bring him to the human world in the year 1933, a few months before Hitlers rise of power would end.

Papyrus looked around the human world astonished, he'd never seen a place like it "WOW, WHO KNEW HUMANS HAD SUCH GOOD TASTE IN ARCHITECTURE!" He said as he looked around the area he was in. He walked around for a bit and saw a poster of an odd man with a tiny creepy mustache "HUH, I WONDER WHO THIS IS! MAYBE HE CAN HELP ME FIND MY WAY HOME!" and so Papyrus went to go speak with this strange man.

2 hours later

Papyrus arrived at this odd building that looked oddly like a potato (work with me here.) He entered inside and found a bunch of men wearing red arm bands. "WOW, WHAT NEAT FASHION LINE THE HUMANS HAVE!" Papyrus slowly started to look around the building for the strange odd tiny creepy mustache man. As he walked through the crowd of Nazi's he realized none of them seemed to care that he was a skeleton, He decided to think nothing about it because the writer of the story is tired and is low on creativity. After a while he found the creepy mustache man, before he could say a word the man took his plate of beautiful, sparkling spaghetti and threw it away. Papyrus was horrified, how could someone throw away such beautiful spaghetti?! He decided he needed to get out of there before they could catch him and his "pockets" of
spaghetti. as he ran away he say this giant ball thingy, it was huge "MAYBE I CAN HIDE IN THERE!" said papyrus as he started to run towards it. The men noticed and started yelling at him, telling him to get away from it. Papyrus didn't listen and instead accidently ran with full force into the giant ball.

BOOOOMMM

the ball exploded... it was a giant bomb..

Hitler and the Nazi's died and some how Papyrus lived. "WELL, THAT DID NOT GO AS WELL AS I THOUGHT IT WOULD HAVE."

I'm so sorry you just read that... I swear I'm actually good at writing.