Chapter 1

Right when you went past the door, Asgore left. He didn't wave. He didn't shout. He left. You felt the slightest bit upset about it, but you didn't go back. Instead. you kept trotting along.

This place was a lot colder than the ruins. It had snow on the ground and all the trees were bare. You kept walking for a while as you took in your surroundings, and the door growing smaller and smaller until you couldn't see it at all. You thought to yourself if this was really all. Finally, aftere an hour of walking, you saw a gate.

The bars were built too far away from each other. As you were about to continue, you felt a presence. A tall figure stood behind you. You couldn't make out who or what it was from where it was standing in the shadows. The figure stood there, until it finally said, "Human."

You jumped at the voice. It was surprisingly low, with a slight New York accent.
"Don't you know how to greet a new pal?"

You couldn't tell who it was because you were turned around, facing the gate. You didn't want to turn around, fearing that it could be something dangerous. You wished you'd listened to Asgore.

"Turn around and shake my hand," it said. You turned around. Standing there was a tall skeleton wearing an orange hoodie, his arm out. You shook his hand. It released a farting noise. He laughed.
"The ol' whoopie cushion in the hand trick. It's always funny."

"I'm Papyrus. Papyrus the skeleton."
"...um, hi, I guess," you said. You were still still slightly intimidated by him.

"Anyways, you're a human, right?"
"Yeah..."
I'm actually supposed to be on watch for humans right now.But...y'know... I really don't care about capturing anybody. Now, my brother, Sans, he's a human-hunting fanatic."

You listened as Papyrus talked on and on.

"Actually, I think that's him over there. I have an idea. Go through this gate thingy. Yeah, go right through. My bro made the bars too far apart to stop anybody."

You walked through the gate. Papyrus followed.

"Quick, behind that conveniently-shaped lamp," Papyrus said. He pointed toward a lamp that somehow, is shaped almost exactly like you. You went behind it and peeked out from the top. You saw a shorter skeleton, an inch shorter than you, walk through. He was wearing a blue bandana with several holes in it, blue oven mitts, and blue boots that were obviously too big.

He tripped, then kept skipping along. You stifled a giggle as he kept tripping and skipping. He looked glad, until he saw Papyrus.
"'Sup, bro," Papyrus said coolly.
"You know what 'sup', brother," Sans said. His voice was so high and adorable that you couldn't help but giggle a little bit.
"It's been eight days and you still haven't..."
You watched Sans as his teeth curled into a frown, while still being cute.
"Recalibrated your puzzles!"
After he said that, you couldn't help but laugh. You held your hand over your mouth, making sure Sans couldn't hear it.