I'm back! Miracles do happen!

It's been five months, and I'm glad to see this fic is still well-liked. To be honest, I wasn't even sure I would continue this story. My muse left and took an all-expense-paid trip to Mount Everest, and it was such a pain tracking it down. But that's all in past now.

This chapter's song was a toss-up between "Papyrus Makes A Mixtape" and "To The Bone". I chose the latter because I'm trying hard NOT to choose songs that are just lyric versions of the original soundtrack, unless there is no other option (which is why I'm really worried about Undyne's song). Same reason why I won't be using ANY of the "Undertale: The Musical" songs.

As always, I don't own anything, not even the music!

"WE ARE NUMBER ONE" = Normal Conversation

'How could you…..' = Thoughts

"Here comes a thought~" = Lyrics

"Papyrus no longer believes in you" = Flashback

This song is made by JT Machinima. Thanks to those who suggested it!

Chapter 7: To The Bone

"Frisk…."

"So, I've got a question for ya…."

"Frisk…."

"Do you think even the worse person…"

"Frisk….."

"…can change?"

"FRISK!"

" ."

Frisk opens his eyes, sitting up quickly and gasping for breath, looking around wildly. To his right, Chara sat on a stool, looking concerned. Further observation revealed to Frisk that he was in Papyrus' room, sitting on his car-shaped bed. His room hadn't changed from what the determined child labeled as canon, except for the net and cage on the far end of the room. Chara noticed Frisk looking at the two aforementioned items and elaborated. "Those were the ones used in Papyrus' little chase scene in the Snowdin Forest."

Frisk let out a noise of recognition. He remembered that scene, and wondered how he even got the entire Dog Squad to agree with it. He turned to the fallen child.

"How long was I out?"

Chara shrugged. "A couple of hours, I think. Sans turned your soul blue just before you hit the ground, but the sudden whiplash still knocked you out. Papyrus carried you all the way to his house."

"I see…." Frisk mumbled to himself, while Chara gave him a curious look.

"You were panting in your sleep….were you having a wet dream?" He asked, suddenly taking on a suggestive expression. Frisk blanched.

"Wha…? NO! Of course not! Why would you even suggest that?!" He asked, blushing furiously. Chara cackled unrepentantly.

"Because it sounded like you were really getting it on." He replied. "So, who were you dreaming about? Monster Kid? Asriel? That bunny shopkeeper in Snowdin?"

"No, no, and NO. Why'd you even suggest Asriel anyway? I thought you two were brothers."

"I know that, but even I can't deny he's cute. Plus, he's such a beefcake when goes all Hypergod of Death. I should know, hehe~"

Chara was having way too much fun watching Frisk squirm. Plus, it was also payback for the way Frisk kept interrupting him back in the forest.

Frisk shook his head to clear his thoughts, trying really hard not to think of his other best friend like…..that. "For your information, I was dreaming about Sans—"

"Wait, really? Wow, that is REALLY kinky of you Frisk. I mean, you dated Papyrus, so it's logical you'd find bones like those attractive. But how do they even repro—"

"I meant during a Genocide Route." Frisk said darkly. This caused the fallen child to sober.

"Oh….."

Silence filled the room for a few moments, neither party willing to speak up.

Eventually, Frisk broke the silence. "I dreamt of an entire Genocide Route, I think. A lot of it was rather blurry, like somebody placed a fog over it. But there was something that stood out."

"Oh?"

"It was like our roles were reversed. You were the one begging to have it stop, and I was the one willingly killing everyone being a bad influence." He said, internally wincing at how he described it.

Chara had stilled at those words, his face carefully blank. "I see…."

Frisk chuckled. "It's strange, isn't it? I wonder if that actually happened in another universe…I mean, there's that Underswap universe where I legitimately took your place and vice versa…"

"Perhaps….." Chara cut in, "They were visions, repressed memories maybe?"

Frisk snorted, though he looked a little pale at the thought. "Don't be ridiculous Chara. We both remember clearly what happened during our first Genocide run."

"Well, perhaps I know something that you don't. After all, I am just a ghost tied to your Determination." He answered back, a sardonic smile on his face.

Frisk frowned slightly. "Chara….." He was about to say something else, when the door burst open.

"HUMAN! I SEE YOU ARE AWAKE AND WELL-RESTED!" Papyrus exclaimed, slamming the door wide open, making Frisk give a small squeak in surprise. Behind him, Sans gave a little wave.

"Y-Yeah. I feel fine Papyrus." He said, while Chara chuckled beside him.

"THAT'S WONDERFUL NEWS! THIS MEANS YOU'RE HEALTHY ENOUGH FOR A BATTLE CORRECT?"

Frisk looked taken aback. "I-"

"SPLENDID! I'LL BE WAITING FOR YOU AT THE EDGE OF SNOWDIN TOWN. IN THE MEAN TIME, FEEL FREE TO TAKE A LOOK AROUND TOWN. YOU'LL FIND US SNOWDIN FOLKS NICE AND FRIENDLY." Papyrus said.

"yeah, but we'll understand if you want to rest some more on Pap's car. wouldn't want you to 'tire' yourself out." Sans said, giving a small wink and shrug.

"SAAAAAAANS! WHY MUST YOU PLAGUE OUR GUEST WITH TERRIBLE PUNS?" The Great Papyrus whined, stamping his foot childishly while Frisk giggled.

"relax bro. the kid loves em. besides, they give my funny bone a workout." He said to his brother.

"UGH!" Papyrus groaned, heading out of the room. Sans chuckled and teleported from the room, leaving one human and one ghost alone once more.

Snowdin was just like any other normal town, once you got past the 'built underground and full of monsters' part. It had its houses, its local shop, its local bar, its 'Welcome' sign, its local police force and its local comedy duo. Granted, not every town has winter in their area every day, nor has their police force made entirely of dogs, nor has their comedy duo made of one friendly cinnamon bun and one punny badass. And the inhabitants on the town definitely didn't ask to be buried underground for centuries. But you live with that you get.

It's not every day the town gets tourists, considering the distance between Snowdin and New Home. Waterfall folks occasionally visit, but consider the weather too cold for their tastes. Ideally, it's only those whose bodies are conditioned enough for the cold that end up setting up shop in Snowdin. These monsters can range from fire elementals to furry anthropomorphs, to living ice cubes, to funny skeletons.

Or you can just wear a sweater and you'll be fine. Monster Kid and Frisk certainly use that to their advantage.

Frisk's first stop was the Snowdin Shop. He chatted with the pretty bunny shopkeeper, as usual, learning about the usual given information. He also bought three cinnamon buns and a bisicle.

"Oh, did you hear? That fancy robot, whatshisname, is going to be releasing a new album soon." The purple bunny lady said. "I don't really care about that, but my cousin kept babbling on and on about how cool he was and how this wasn't focused completely on him for once ….I thought it might interest you".

"Mettaton? What's he up to now?"

Chara murmured, as Frisk waved goodbye. "Oh, I'm sure it's nothing. Though, I'm happy for Mettaton! He's never done this before during the Resets."

"And the next thing you know, the villagers actually recognize you as a human and call Undyne on your ass." The fallen child snarked.

"I'm pretty sure they do, Chara. I mean, word would have gotten out by now that a human child was wandering around the forest, if not by Papyrus and the dogs, then by the ones I've previously fought. I'm pretty sure it's my good reputation that lets them turn a blind eye. And besides, it's not like the town is a stranger to hosting nice human kids. They evacuate incase the kid in question is pretty violent, such as in our Genocide Route or in the case of Integrity."

Undyne had told them of the third soul, the soul of Integrity, who slaughtered monsters without a care, using her dancing skills to her advantage. Undyne personally slew her in Waterfalls. She had been the one kid Undyne didn't regret attacking.

"Whatever. Oh hey, there's Monster Kid!" Chara pointed at the familiar armless kid, whose name was truly Monster Kid. According to him, his parents had naming skills that rivaled Asgore's.

Frisk walked over to him, intent on making friends with him once more, when MK turned around, and froze. Frisk immediately stilled.

"Um….hello?" He tried. No answer came from MK.

"Do you know what's wrong with him, Chara?" He whispered. The downside of removing Chara's soul from his body was that telepathic conversation was no longer an option.

Chara peered closely at the frozen form of MK.

'Oh. My. God. W-Who is that beautiful being? W-Wait, why am I just standing here awkwardly? Oh no, he'll (she'll?) think I'm weird now! Okay, okay, don't panic MK. Just keep cool and say something general.' MK thought desperately, a small blush on his scaly face. He had just been standing there, minding his own business, when he sensed a presence coming up behind him. He turned, and his heart nearly stopped. Then it started beating faster, his stomach playing host to butterflies. He felt warm, perhaps even a little underdressed. Now he understood how his cousin feels when she stands next to Undyne.

Chara couldn't read minds, but he got the general impression.

"I don't know Frisk. Maybe you surprised him." He said, smirking.

"U-Um…you're a kid, right? I can tell, 'cause you're wearing a striped shirt!" Inwardly, MK was berating himself. 'Idiot! Who says that? They might be an adult who likes sweaters for all I know!"

Frisk giggled. "Yeah, I'm a kid! My name is Frisk. Did I surprise you? I'm sorry…"

"N-No! Of course you didn't! I was just….looking at that weird UFO guy!" MK said, absently noting that Frisk was a male.

Behind Frisk, Jerry huffed and floated away. "RUDE!" They both ignored him.

"I'm Monster Kid, MK for short! It's nice to meet you!"

"Nice to meet you too!" The two smiled at each other.

"Yo! Are you sneaking out to see her, too?" Frisk nodded. He'll be facing her eventually anyway.

"Awesome... she's the coolest right!? I wanna be just like her when I grow up..."

"You mean fight first, ask questions later? She is such a role model for impressionable kids." Again with the snarky Chara.

Frisk simply smiled. "I'm sure you can be anything, as long as you put your mind to it." This caused MK to blush, again.

"Thanks…hey, don't tell my parents I'm here. Ha ha."

"My lips are sealed." He pantomimed sealing his lips. MK grinned in response, before taking his leave. Inside his head, he was doing the conga. 'Oh my god! I actually talked to him! He's so nice! Is…Is this what they call…love at first sight!?'

Chara shook his head, looking amused. "Ahh, young love~"

"What are you talking about?" Frisk asked, giving him a curious glance.

"Nothing! Let's finish up our business here and get to Papyrus."

"HUMAN. ALLOW ME TO TELL YOU ABOUT SOME COMPLEX FEELINGS."

"Trust me, they're nothing compared to what I feel every day."

"FEELINGS LIKE….THE JOY OF FINDING ANOTHER LOVER! THE ADMIRATION FOR ANOTHER'S PUZZLE-SOLVING SKILLS. THE DESIRE TO HAVE A COOL, SMART PERSON THINK YOU ARE COOL."

Frisk just nodded to each of those, preferring to let him finish his monologue.

"THESE FEELINGS…THEY MUST BE WHAT YOU ARE FEELING RIGHT NOW!"

"Narcissistic, aren't you?"

"Chara, be nice."

"I CAN HARDLY IMAGINE WHAT IT MUST FEEL LIKE TO BE THAT WAY. AFTER ALL, I AM VERY GREAT!"

'You really are…..' Frisk thought.

"I DON'T EVER WONDER WHAT HAVING LOTS OF FRIENDS IS LIKE."

"Oh, not ever! Just, all the time."

"Chara….."

"Okay, okay. I'll stop." He raised his hands in surrender.

"I PITY YOU, LONELY HUMAN…..WORRY NOT! YOU SHALL BE LONELY NO LONGER! I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, SHALL BE YOUR…"

"…"

Frisk took the time to tie the Manly Bandana he bought around his forehead.

"NO….NO, THIS IS ALL WRONG! I CAN'T BE YOUR FRIEND!" Papyrus exclaimed, turning around.

"I MUST CAPTURE YOU! THEN, I CAN FULFILL MY LIFELONG DREAM!"

"Oh boy, here we go…" Chara muttered.

"POWERFUL! POPULAR! PRESTIGIOUS! THAT'S PAPYRUS! THE NEWEST MEMBER OF THE ROYAL GUARD!"

And with that, Frisk's soul was called out as Papyrus initiated the battle.

"Papyrus blocks the way!" Chara says, taking his role as the narrator once more. Frisk immediately chooses to Flirt, making the cheerful skeleton gasp in shock. "WHAT!? FL-FLIRTING!? SO YOU FINALLY REVEAL YOUR ULTIMATE FEELINGS!"

Frisk feels Chara smirking in his direction, clearly still keeping their previous conversation in mind. "Not…one…word…Chara…" He muttered. Papyrus, thankfully, didn't hear his mumbling.

"W-WELL! I'M A SKELETON WITH VERY HIGH STANDARDS!"

"I have a way to block out all of Sans' puns!"

"OH NO! YOU'RE MEETING ALL MY STANDARDS!" Chara was experiencing a fit of giggles. High standards indeed.

"I GUESS THIS MEANS I HAVE TO GO ON A DATE WITH YOU…? L-LETS DATE LATER! AFTER I CAPTURE YOU!"

In came the standard bone attacks, which Frisk avoided easily. He chose to Spare Papyrus. The skelly in question, wondering about what he was going to wear, noticed this.

"SO YOU WON'T FIGHT…THEN, LET'S SEE IF YOU CAN HANDLE MY FABLED 'BLUE ATTACK'!"

He launched a wave of teal bones at Frisk. The pacifist child smirked, and stood still, waiting for when his soul would turn blue. He didn't have to wait long, as gravity suddenly pulled him down. He jumped, anticipating the single bone that would rush him from the ground. Instead, he got a flying bone to the face.

"Ouch!" He yelped, landing on the snowy ground, a bruise forming on his face. His health bar had been reduced to 17 HP.

"YOU'RE BLUE NOW. THAT'S MY ATTACK! NYEH HEH HEH HEH HEH HEH HEH HEH HEH HEH!"

"Note to self: Even the smallest of changes can hurt." He grumbled, standing up once more. He was about to take turn, when Papyrus stopped him.

"HUMAN! BEFORE WE CONTINUE, I'D LIKE TO ESTABLISH SOMETHING FIRST."

"Huh?" The human tilted his head in confusion, when Sans popped up next to his brother. "sup kid."

"Sans? What are you…" He sweatdropped when he noticed Sans had fallen asleep. Then both humans' eyes widened, as a piano started playing in the background.

(Papyrus):

"Sans! Sans! Wake up!"

"You have got to be kidding me." Chara groaned.

(Sans):

"What is it, dude?"

(Papyrus):

"The human's about to leave Snowdin!"

(Sans):

"Really? And you got a BONE to pick with him?"

(Papyrus):

"There is NO time for puns!"

"How did they even have the time to memorize this?" Frisk asked.

"Maybe you're not the only one with impromptu song skills." Chara said in reply.

(Sans):

"Ah, come on, that was a real RIB tickler, ayy!"

(Papyrus):

"Ugh! Enough!"

(Sans):

"Alright, here we go again…"

The fight resumed once more, with Papyrus throwing out his bone attacks as he sings. Frisk immediately got to work dodging them, with Chara shouting advice and commentary.

(Papyrus):

"Welcome to the underground."

(Sans):

"How was the fall?"

"Horrible, thanks. Oof!" He grunted as a bone slammed into his body. Papyrus was using the attacks Frisk had long since memorized, but Sans changed things up by adding an extra bone or two…or several.

(Papyrus):

"If you wanna look around,"

(Sans):

"Give us a call."

(Papyrus):

"We don't see humans often."

(Sans):

"We're happy you just dropped in."

(Papyrus):

"I'll be so popular when I show all the monsters what I just brought in."

That had actually happened once, when Papyrus personally brought a captured Frisk to the Capital. And he became popular, as popular as Mettaton in fact. But then he learned the true fate of all humans who passed through here, and he was crushed. Frisk last saw the sweet skeleton trying to rescue him, before he was killed and Reset everything.

(Sans):

"Hey! Papyrus, mind your manners."

(Papyrus):

"Can it Sans, no time for banter!"

(Sans):

"Excuse my brother, he's a bit eccentric…"

"But we love him anyway!" He chirped, while giving Chara a warning glance. Sans' smile became a tad wider.

(Papyrus):

"You're just lazy and apathetic."

Frisk frowned at the 'apathetic' part. He had hoped that Sans would lose that attitude of his by now….but apparently not.

(Sans):

"Call me what you want, I got thick skin."

(Papyrus):

"Another bad joke and I'm finished with him.

We are monsters, the awfullest kind!"

"That's not even a word!" The fallen child fumed.

(Sans):

"To mess with us takes a lot of spine."

The song went to its chorus, as Papyrus started sending out the more complicated waves.

(Both):

"We can relate to your determination,

Because we monsters have our motivations.

Humans betrayed us and left us burnin',"

'yeah, more than once.' Sans thought to himself, aiming a small glare at both humans.

"One day we'll make our way back to the surface.

Through all your travels, your sins will follow.

Your consequences aren't easy to swallow.

Who's the real monster, now you should know.

You've cut this story down to the BONE."

"Oh. My. God. Are you (BLEEP)-ing kidding me!?" Chara growled, to Frisk's amusement. Papyrus didn't seem all that happy either.

(Papyrus):

"Really, Sans?"

(Sans):

"What?"

(Papyrus):

"The last line of the chorus is a pun?"

(Sans):

"Yup!"

(Papyrus):

"You imbecile! That was very... clever..."

"Nooooooo! You're supposed to be on my side Papyrus!" Chara moaned, but of course, Papyrus couldn't hear him.

(Sans):

"Heh. Thanks, buddy."

Papyrus switched back to his simpler attacks as the song continued.

(Papyrus):

"You're stuck in the underground."

(Sans):

"Thanks to the fall."

(Papyrus):

"Good luck ever getting out!"

(Sans):

"Prepare to brawl~."

(Papyrus):

"You could show Mercy to us…"

"YES!"

(Sans):

"…Or turn all of us to dust."

"Of course not—HEY!" Frisk had to jump really high to avoid the sudden, massive amount of bones coming at him. Papyrus raised an eyebrow at Sans, to which he was replied with a shrug.

(Papyrus):

"Is your heart full of evil?"

(Sans):

"Or full of LOVE?"

Papyrus grinned and stepped forward. Chara raised an eyebrow as Papyrus suddenly sent long bones at Frisk from all cardinal directions. Frisk had to time his jumps to a new pattern, getting hit a couple of times in the process. He quickly ate a Cinnamon Bun.

(Papyrus):

"I, the great Papyrus, challenge you to try getting by us!"

(Sans):

"Test the human with one of your puzzles."

(Papyrus):

"Brilliant, Sans, that'll leave him befuddled!"

Frisk blinked as a piece of paper was thrown at his face. He quickly threw that aside and gaped as an enormous plate of spaghetti (freshly cooked!) was launched at him. He ducked low to avoid the car-sized dish.

"I dare you to try a bite of spaghetti!"

(Sans):

"Smells like the CREEPYPASTA is ready."

(Papyrus):

"Stop it Sans! I'm done with the joking!"

(Sans):

"Sounds like someone's FUNNY BONE'S broken."

(Both):

"We can relate to your determination,

Because we monsters have our motivations."

Chara and Frisk both gaped when a Gaster Blaster was sent flying their way.

"ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME/FRISK SANS!?" Sans responded with a rather trollish face.

(Papyrus):

"I am the mastermind, he's my accomplice."

The comedian's face immediately darkened as he sang the next line. Frisk shivered while Chara huffed.

(Sans):

"You're only still alive because I made a promise."

(Both):

"You'll lose your mind when you wander for hours.

You might even decide to start talkin' to flowers."

Elsewhere, a golden flower sneezed.

"I thought flowers don't get illnesses, dammit."

"Who's the real monster, now you should know."

"W-WELL….THAT'S NOT WHAT I EXPECTED…" Papyrus muttered, his head severed from his shoulders from a well-placed punch.

"B-BUT…STILL….I BELIEVE IN YOU!"

"You've cut this story down to the BONE."

"YOU CAN DO A LITTLE BETTER! EVEN IF YOU DON'T—"

Frisk stomped on his head, turning it to dust. "Stop talking already."

Frisk shuddered, frowning as the flashback came to him.

'I…I did that…yes…..but it was Chara who forced me too…..I was never that…cold.'

(Papyrus):

"Someday I'll join the Royal Guard,

When I catch this child, can it be that hard?"

Around them, their surroundings darkened, leaving only Frisk, Chara and a scowling Sans in the spotlights while Papyrus posed in the backgrounds. It was Sans sending all of the attacks this time.

(Sans):

"Look, if I'm being honest…

My brother ain't nothin' but harmless.

I know you and all that you want.

You'll get a lot more from Sans than a font.

The deeper you go, the messier it gets.

If I had it my way, you'd already be dead."

"WOAH!" Frisk ducked as four Gaster Blasters shot their beams at him. Sans kept his scowl on for a moment, then grinned and shrugged, giving Frisk the time to eat another bun.

"Kidding, if you couldn't tell,

I get so bored, I amuse myself."

All the lights came back on, and Papyrus rejoined the battle. He conjured up some basketballs and threw them at the human child. Frisk was working overtime to avoid all the attacks thrown at him, as they got more complicated and faster.

(Papyrus):

"Down here in the underground,"

(Sans):

"You're all alone."

(Papyrus):

"We wanted to tell you now,"

(Sans):

"You're kinda BONED."

"You ate the Cinnamo—" Frisk yelped as a well-aimed bone attack smacked the last Cinnamon Bun from his hand.

"Oh. I guess you don't eat the Cinnamon Bun."

(Papyrus):

"{If you survive this prison,"

(Sans):

"You will know nihilism."

"We'd rather not end up like you, no offense." Chara said, shrugging.

"none taken kid."

(Papyrus):

"Don't mess around with monsters."

(Sans):

"They're scared of tiny children."

'I wonder why…' Three separate minds thought. The last one realized all his colognes shouldn't be sprayed on his non-existent ears.

(Papyrus):

"HA!

You've come far, but soon you'll stumble,

When I stump you with some Junior Jumble!"

(Sans):

"Not so sure you'll get him with that…"

(Papyrus):

"Alas, I'll hit him with my Special Attack!"

The dog promptly stole his special attack once more. Frisk and Chara sighed in relief. They knew that the Special Attack, whatever it was, was something they'd die to at least once. It was something they figured out after facing Disbelief! Papyrus.

Sans pulled out a trombone from…somewhere…and made incidental music. Papyrus groaned.

(Papyrus):

"LEAVE ME ALONE!"

(Sans):

"You know I've got a knack for the trom-BONE."

(Papyrus):

"One more pun, and I'll be done!"

(Sans):

"But ain't two SKULLS better than one?"

Papyrus began his 'Really Cool Regular Attack'. Frisk managed to eat one half of the Bisicle before getting swarmed by bones, plates full of pasta, basket balls, teal bones, orange bones….Oh, he must have changed it up a bit.

Welp, goodbye most of Frisk's health. It was nice knowing you.

(Both):

"We can relate to your determination,

Because we monsters have our motivations.

You know your story's already been told.

We can play again if you sell your SOUL."

"BUT PLEASE DON'T." Papyrus added as an afterthought. "SELL YOUR SOUL I MEAN."

(Sans):

"I've got my eye on you so you just watch it.

I'll find any SKELETONS inside your closet."

"Well, there's this goopy one in another plane of reality…." Chara offered, as Frisk's health dwindled slowly. It was like the very first run all over again.

"Who's the real monster now you should know.

You've cut this story down to the BONE!"

Frisk hit the Spare option once more, and collapsed on the ground, panting for breath. He couldn't even muster the energy to eat his last slice of Bisicle.

"Frisk!" Chara shouted, looking very concerned for him.

"WELL….*HUFF*….IT'S CLEAR…YOU CAN'T…*HUFF*…DEFEAT ME AND MY SINGING SKILLS!" Papyrus was panting as well; singing while sending out attacks took its toll on his energy.

"YEAH! I CAN SEE YOU SHAKING IN YOUR BOOTS! THEREFORE, I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, ELECT TO GRANT YOU PITY! I WILL SPARE YOU NOW." He let out a shaky 'Nyeh heh heh'.

"NOW IS YOUR CHANCE TO ACCEPT MY MERCY."

Frisk wasted no time doing just that.

SAVE

Omake: Papyrus Is Number One?

"TELL ME…ARE YOU, A REAL ROYAL GUARD?"

"Um, yeah, we are. Why'd you call us here?" Dogamy asked for all of the Canine Unit, who Papyrus had gathered in Snowdin Forest through the use of bone-smelling pasta (don't ask) and chew toys. Sans stood next to him, being as lazy as usual

"HUSH, ALL WILL BE CLEAR IN A FEW SECONDS. ANYWAYS…" He cleared his throat. "HAVE YOU EVER CAUGHT A HUMAN, LIKE, A REAL DETERMINED KID?"

"Well….." Dogamy thought back to all the times humans had passed through. The first kid was adopted by the Dreemurs, but died due to an illness. The second kid had been caught by his father, magic rest his soul. The third and fifth kids had been caught by Undyne. The fourth and seventh kids had been killed by Asgore himself, and the sixth one had been captured by…huh, he couldn't remember. So, by that count…

"…no, we haven't." The rest of the unit nodded sadly in agreement.

"HAVE YOU EVEN TRIED LURING THEM WITH PUZZLES?"

"Nope"

"Uh uh."

"Pantpantpantpant"

"BARK!"

"ALRIGHT." He muttered, rubbing his hands together. "I CAN SEE THAT I WILL HAVE TO TEACH YOU, HOW TO BE, ROYAL GUARDS!"

Before any of them could say anything…

"HIT IT!"

Sans brought out a saxophone, and started playing a quirky little tune.

.

.

.

"HEY!"

And then the dancing began. And other instruments were brought out and played…from somewhere…

(All):

"We are number one!"

Papyrus cackled.

(Papyrus):

"Now listen closely…."

Elsewhere, Frisk felt that he should be running for his life. Preferably right now.

Outdated meme is outdated meme, but still a classic.

Okay, lemme explain something about FIGHTS here. Turn-based combat is used during a duel (mostly friendly ones), as a way of showing honor and fairness to each other. When it comes to stuff like fighting with the intent to capture, maim or kill, turns are generally ignored. Papyrus is a very honorable and fair person, so even if he was fighting his ticket to popularity, he would still abide the rules of turn-based combat.

I hope you enjoyed the chapter, and keep a lookout for the next one. Please read and review! Song suggestions are always welcome.

Also, 6000+ views! Wowza!

Next Time: Dating at the TOP. SPEED. OF. SOUND~!