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broken-clover · 4 years

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AU-gust Day 3- Soulmates

My feelings towards the whole ‘soulmate au’ concept is...a little complicated. I like it conceptually, but a lot of the time the way it ends up feeling like ‘you have to fall in love with this person because destiny says so (and yes I am aware that may be a bit hypocritical of me since I’ve already written a soulmate au, but I didn’t limit it to falling in love with a single person) so while this is technically a soulmate au, it’s not really played straight.

Anyway, I made some Milphelt. Hope you enjoy!

“N-nhh-”

“Millia, really, you don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.”

The woman shook her head, clenching her fist and squeezing her eyes shut. “No. No, this is- ah- this is important to me. I have to do it.”

Elphelt’s expression creased. “I mean it. It sounds like this hurts a lot, I don’t want you to be in pain for this whole thing.”

“It’ll hurt more if I don’t do it, El. I need to do this.”

“If you’re sure…”

“Y’need me to hold up, love?”

The pink-haired girl nodded towards the tattoo artist. “Yeah, I think Millia needs a minute.”

Millia scowled back. “I’m fine, Elphelt. I don’t need a break.”

“I promise I’m not trying to make this harder for you.” Elphelt found a spot to sit down next to her partner on the chair. “I know you want to get rid of him as fast as you can, and I totally get it! But like I said, I don’t want it to be complete agony. Can I see what you’ve got so far?”

An arm extended towards her, overturned. The outline of an elaborate rose was inked into Millia’s wrist, just beginning to obscure the marking already underneath. The grey-black shark seemed to glare at her in disapproval with its piercing red eyes.

‘Well you’d better get used to it.’ Elphelt thought, as she stared back at it. ‘You won’t be bothering her anymore now.’

“It looks great so far! I didn’t realize the petals were so detailed.”

The man with the needle grinned. “Aww, glad you like! Roses’re kinda common, but I try to make each one look different! ‘Specially if it’s a replacement soulmark.”

“I appreciate you being willing to do this for me.” Settling back down, Millia held her wrist out towards him again. “I know some people won’t do coverups for soulmarks-”

“Pshh, no problem! Not anyone’s place to judge. B’sides, I got one too!” He rolled up his sleeve, revealing a shockingly red dragon curled around his wrist. “Bit bigger than they usually are, but I wanted to make sure it was flashy! Whattaya think?”

“Woah, you drew that!?” Elphelt nearly climbed over her partner to get a better look. “That’s so cool! Millia, maybe you should’ve got a dragon or something, too!”

Despite being climbed on, Millia still managed a smile and a quiet laugh. The buzz of the tattoo needle started up again. “It wouldn’t quite suit you as much, would it?”

“Huh...I guess not.” It seemed to have never occurred to her. “I like to think I’m cool. But my womanhood is more important!”

“Exactly. The rose is more than perfect. Like you.” Replied Millia, wincing as the needle scratched her skin. “Ngh- but anything is better than what I’ve got. I just want it gone.”

Elphelt nodded. “I totally get it. Besides, the pink will go so much better with mine!” She held up her hand. A tiny yellow kitten was perched on her own wrist, forever snoozing away in a comfy little ball. “Everyone says Mr. Axl does really great tattoos, when it’s over, it’ll be impossible to tell it’s even a coverup at all! Nobody will ever know.”

“Aww, thank ya, ma’am!”

Millia nodded, but she looked a little uneasy. “But Zato still does.”

A hand grabbed her free one and gently squeezed it. “Well, who cares what Zato thinks?”

They sat together on the chair. A few conversations bubbled up now and again, but they mostly just enjoyed each other’s presence. Elphelt continued to cling onto her hand, giving it another calming squeeze or a light pat whenever she winced.

It took a while before the man finally switched off the machine. He moved to wipe away the last traces of errant ink off of his work surface and reached for a container of petroleum jelly. “Lookin’ good!”

“Ooh, lemme see!” Elphelt was already eager, but she positively lit up at the sight of the pink rose on Millia’s wrist. “Wowie, it’s gorgeous! It looks so good on you!”

Axl nodded in approval as he slathered some of the sticky substance onto the rose. “Gonna take a couple days for the pain to cool off. I’m gonna put a plaster on it, make sure you take it off sometime before tomorrow. Rinse it a couple times a day with soap for the next couple’a weeks, put ointment on it, all that good stuff.”

“I understand.” Replied Millia. “What do I do if the old one bleeds through it?”

“Ah, don’t worry yourself, it shouldn’t. Even if it manages to, you can come back and I’ll shade it over again. Won’t even have to pay me for it! If I did that shitty of a job, then you shouldn't've had to pay full in the first place.”

“Okay, I think we should be able to take it from here.” The pink-haired girl piped up, helping Millia off the chair. “Thanks again! Do we pay you right here, or…?”

“Y’can pay up front, I-no’ll take care of ya.” Axl slouched on his stool. “And I’m happy to help out! Really, dunno why folks but so much merit into the whole ‘soulmate’ thing. Gotta love whoever fits you right, no matter what some dumb tattoo says.”

“You did great, Millia!” As soon as they exited the parlour, Elphelt threw arms around her and tried not to squish her hand as she hugged. “I’m so proud of you!”

“R-really?” The woman began to blush. “I didn’t really do much of anything…”

Elphelt shook her head, letting go and taking a step back. “I know you’ve been wanting to do this for a while. Even before we started dating. And I know getting a soulmark covered up is hard, even he was, y’know, Zato.”

Millia looked down at her arm, with the mark bandaged away. “It’s just so strange to not have something of his attached to me anymore.”

“It’s a good thing, Millia. I promise. I think he’s been haunting you long enough now.” She cupped the other woman’s cheek affectionately. “And now he’s gone. Zato isn’t a part of you anymore.”

“Who’s Zato?”

Elphelt blinked in mute confusion for a moment, before noticing her girlfriend’s gleeful little smile. “Ah. Good answer!”

“C’mon, El, we still have to stop at the store.” Millia began walking, pulling her along by the hand. “Did you still want to stop at the cafe before we headed over there?”

She beamed. “Right! Who has time to worry about some crusty jerk when there’s lunch to be had!”

“I couldn’t agree more.” Millia smiled back.

#AU-gust #writing #soulmate au #soulmarks #guilty gear #Millia Rage #Elphelt Valentine #Milphelt

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undertale-rho · 5 years

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Underearth: Book 1 - Chapter 9

Further down the path, the plateau once again widened. Continuing down, Frisk found a row of spikes blocking further progression. As Frisk approached the spikes, his foot hit something hard buried in the snow. Kneeling down to the hard object and brushing it off, he found the object to be a black thing with white lines marked onto it. Brushing more snow off of the object, he found it to be a map of the plateau he was on, with a part of it marked with a red 'X'. Frisk looked over at the area that had been marked but didn't see anything. Deciding to investigate a bit more, he walked over to the area. As he approached the location, there was an eruption of snow as an armored dog emerged from the snow.

When Frisk had regained his composition, he drew his knife. The armored dog was about as tall as Frisk and had a full suit of plate armor with a sword and shield. Frisk raised the knife to eye level as the dog charged. The dog took a swing but missed. The Monster's head was wide open from the back, and Frisk took this opportunity to put the canine down. He clenched the knife and took a swing, putting all his force behind it, straight down onto the dog's head. Moments after the collision, the Monster turned to dust. Victory, though it struck Frisk as a bit odd. This Monster seemed to have some degree of training in fighting. Besides Toriel and that dog from earlier, this was the first Monster who seemed to know how to fight. Though the creature didn't seem to be expecting Frisk to dodge their attack so easily, which must have caused the drop in guard. Frisk decided to leave the ash pile, though keep the knife drawn just in case he encountered another Monster that knew what it was doing.

Frisk then approached the section that was marked on the map earlier. After a slight investigation, Frisk came across a button in the ground. Upon pressing it, he heard the spikes next to the map retract. Frisk returned to the map and sure enough, the spikes were gone, leaving the path unhindered. Frisk crossed the bridge that the spikes were blocking off, onto a new plateau. When he'd reached the next plateau, Frisk was approached by two hooded figures who, through their hoods, appeared to be more dogs. Frisk tightened his grip on the knife. The two dogs sniffed around.

"What's that smell?" One of the dogs asked in a relatively deep voice.

"Where's that smell?" The other asked in a relatively higher voice.

They both then took to searching the area, continuing to talk about the strange smell they were smelling. They eventually ended on where Frisk was standing.

"Hmm... here's that weird smell..." The deeper-voiced one said. "It makes me want to eliminate."

"Eliminate YOU!" The other finished for him.

As soon as the higher-voiced one finished her sentence, they both took off their hoods and drew their axes. They both seemed to use their axe as a shield for the other, though Frisk took no notice. The dogs advanced towards Frisk, no doubt getting ready to attack. As they got close, they both took a swing at Frisk, though he managed to evade the attacks. After the two dogs attacked, their defenses were down, so Frisk took the opportunity to dash towards the deeper-voiced one, stabbing him straight in the abdomen, turning him to dust. The higher-voiced dog looked on in shock and horror as to what just happened. When Frisk turned to face her, her eyes had turned a blood-shot red with rage. She then took her axe and gave no mercy in her swings. During her berserking rampage, Frisk was hit in his chest. Where he was hit burned greatly, though his skin and clothes were undamaged, holding the consistency to what Frisk had seen thus far in the Underground. When she'd stopped her rampage for a moment to catch her breath, Frisk took the opportunity to attack, going straight for her neck. The momentum of the knife as it struck her neck was enough to cut her head clean off. Moments after this happened, her body and head turned to dust. With the two cloaked dogs out of the way, he moved further down the path on the new plateau.

Some ways down the path, Frisk found quite a few boulders of ice and snow, a button, some blue 'X's on the ground, a row of spikes, and a sign. Frisk approached the sign, which was written in English. It seemed to be instructions for a puzzle. Turn every 'X' into an 'O', then press the button. Seemed easy enough. Frisk then approached one of the two 'X's in the area and stepped on it. The symbol and color changed to display a red 'O'. He then hurried over to the other 'X' and turned it into an 'O' as well. Frisk then went over to the button and pressed it in as well, causing the row of spikes to retract. As Frisk approached the spikes, he heard an annoying voice begin talking to him. It was Papyrus.

"WHAT!? HOW DID YOU AVOID MY TRAP? AND, MORE IMPORTANTLY... IS THERE ANY LEFT FOR ME???"

Frisk assumed he was talking about the spaghetti. "Oh that? I left it."

"REALLY!?" Papyrus shrieked. "WOWIE... YOU RESISTED THE FLAVOR OF MY HOMECOOKED PASTA... JUST SO YOU COULD SHARE IT WITH ME???"

That wasn't it at all. The reason Frisk had left it was because the entire dish was frozen solid, but Papyrus wouldn't shut up long enough for Frisk to explain that to him.

"FRET NOT HUMAN! I, MASTER CHEF PAPYRUS... WILL MAKE YOU ALL THE PASTA YOU COULD EVER WANT! NYEH HEH HEH HEH HEH HEH HEH!"

Papyrus then ran off further down the path. While that was a kind gesture that Frisk most certainly would have accepted, if he was in the mind to accept the gesture, then he wouldn't have even left Toriel. After a few more seconds had passed, Frisk too began walking down the path, after Papyrus.

Some ways down the path, Frisk finally caught up with Papyrus. Papyrus was standing off to the side of the path, seemingly waiting for Frisk to arrive, though he didn't say anything when he did finally arrive. Frisk decided to walk past Papyrus and continue down the path. A bit further down, Frisk found a ton of large snowballs, around the size of the base of a snowman, scattered all over.

"HUMAN!" Frisk heard from over his shoulder. "HMMM... HOW DO I SAY THIS... YOU WERE TAKING SO LONG TO ARRIVE, SO... I DECIDED TO IMPROVE THIS PUZZLE BY ARRANGING THE SNOW TO LOOK MORE LIKE MY FACE. UNFORTUNATELY, THE SNOW FROZE TO THE GROUND. NOW THE SOLUTION IS DIFFERENT! AND, AS USUAL, MY LAZY BROTHER IS NOWHERE AROUND. I SUPPOSE WHAT I'M SAYING IS... WORRY NOT, HUMAN! I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, WILL SOLVE THIS CONUNDRUM! THEN WE CAN BOTH PROCEED! MEANWHILE, FEEL FREE TO TRY AND SOLVE THE PUZZLE YOURSELF! I'LL TRY NOT TO GIVE AWAY THE ANSWER!!!"

Frisk looked over at the jumble of 'X's and snowballs.

Looks nothing like him. Frisk thought.

He stared at the puzzle for a few minutes, studying it, trying to solve it in his mind. After some time, he figured it out, and solved the puzzle.

"WOW!!! YOU SOLVED IT!!!" Papyrus shouted. "AND YOU DID IT ALL WITHOUT MY HELP... INCREDIBLE! I'M IMPRESSED!!! YOU MUST CARE ABOUT PUZZLES LIKE I DO! WELL, I'M SURE YOU'LL LOVE THE NEXT PUZZLE THEN! IT MIGHT EVEN BE TOO EASY FOR YOU!!!"

What, you mean like this one was?

Papyrus then did his typical laugh before running off. Frisk then followed after him, further down the path. He made it past the snowballs to find the retracted row of spikes and Sans waiting just past them.

"Good job on solving it so quickly." Sans said. "You didn't even need my help. Which is great, 'cause I love doing absolutely nothing."

"Yeah, like you would have done anything anyway." Frisk responded before moving further down the path.

Some ways down the path, Frisk came upon a bridge. On the other side on the next plateau over stood Sans and Papyrus, who was standing next what looked like a large machine. Between Frisk and the skeletons was a massive array of grey squares of differing shades.

"HEY! IT'S THE HUMAN!" Papyrus announced. "YOU'RE GONNA LOVE THIS PUZZLE! IT WAS MADE BY THE GREAT DOCTER ALPHYS! YOU SEE THESE TILES!?" He pointed at the grey squares of differing shades. "ONCE I PUSH THIS SWITCH, THEY WILL BEGIN TO CHANGE COLOR!" He gestured to machine next to him. "EACH COLOR HAS A DIFFERENT FUNCTION! RED TILES ARE IMPASSABLE! YOU CANNOT WALK ON THEM! YELLOW TILES ARE ELECTRIC! THEY WILL ZAP YOU! GREEN TILES ARE ALARM TILES! IF YOU STEP ON THEM, YOU WILL HAVE TO FIGHT A MONSTER!!! ORANGE TILES ARE ORANGE-SCENTED! THEY WILL MAKE YOU SMELL DELICIOUS! BLUE TILES ARE WATER TILES! SWIM THROUGH IF YOU LIKE, BUT IF YOU SMELL LIKE ORANGES, THE PIRANHAS WILL BITE YOU! ALSO, IF A BLUE TILE IS NEXT TO A YELLOW TILE, THE WATER WILL ALSO ZAP YOU! PURPLE TILES ARE SLIPPERY! YOU WILL SLIDE TO THE NEXT TILE! HOWEVER, THE SLIPPERY SOAP SMELLS LIKE LEMONS, WHICH PIRANHAS DO NOT LIKE! PURPLE AND BLUE ARE OKAY! FINALLY, PINK TILES. THEY DON'T DO ANYTHING. STEP ON THE ALL YOU LIKE. HOW WAS THAT!? UNDERSTAND???"

"Yeah, I got it." Frisk yelled to Papyrus.

"GREAT!!! THEN THERE'S ONE LAST THING. THIS PUZZLE IS ENTIRELY RANDOM!!!!!! WHEN I PUSH THIS SWITCH, IT WILL MAKE A PUZZLE THAT HAS NEVER BEEN SEEN BEFORE! NOT EVEN I WILL KNOW THE SOLUTION! NYEH HEH HEH! GET READY!"

Papyrus then pushed the switch, causing the massive array of grey squares to flash to life and switch colors rapidly. Eventually, the whole thing stopped on two red rows and a pink row straight down the middle. Papyrus then left down the path without saying anything. Frisk crossed the puzzle that had formed over to where the skeletons had previously been standing.

"Hey kid, that spaghetti from earlier... It wasn't too bad for my brother." Sans explained. "Since he started cooking lessons, he's been improving a lot. I bet if he keeps it up, next year he'll even make something edible."

Frisk couldn't tell if that was supposed to be a joke, and was too afraid to ask, so he just continued down the path.

Some ways down the path, Frisk saw another one of those sentry stations like the one he found the first dog-Monster in. Frisk approached it with caution, afraid that something might spring out and attack him. Eventually, he made it up to the station, but nothing came out. He took a quick gander about and saw nothing. Frisk then relaxed quite a bit before continuing on down the path.

A Whole New World : Impasta

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#Undertale #Undertale AU #Undertale Rho #UTRStory #Underearth #A Whole New World

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safe-skeletons · 7 years

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Silly Stuff #2

DRABBLES, DRABBLES EVERYWHERE

French below the cut

“SANS!”

One could have been angered to be awoken so suddenly, but Sans didn’t care at all. Papyrus could do whatever he wanted, and he surely had a very good reason to burst in his brother’s room like that. Sans yawned, scratched his skull and sleepily smiled to his brother:

“hey bro’. what’s up?”

“I FIGURED WE COULD DO SOMETHING REALLY COOL TODAY! LESSER DOG SHOWED ME HOW TO BUILD SNOW DOGS YESTERDAY! I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, AM QUITE CERTAIN SNOW SKELETONS ARE ALSO A THING! WOULD YOU LIKE TO GO AND MAKE ONE WITH ME?”

“hell yeah, pap’s, that’s a great idea! lemme just a couple of hours to finish waking up and i’m all yours.”

“SANS, YOU CANNOT STAY IN BED FOR SO LONG! SPAGHETTI BREAKFAST IS READY, AND IF WE WANT TO BUILD SNOW SKELETONS AS GREAT AS I AM, WE’RE GONNA NEED ALL DAY!”

“that’s a fair point. your coolness will take some time to be represented faithfully. okay, bro’, i’m comin’.”

Papyrus enthusiastically slammed the door and Sans couldn’t help but smile even more widely as he heard his loud footsteps on the stairs. Man, was his bro’ cool.

“WOWIE, SANS! YOUR SNOW SKELETON IS NEARLY AS GREAT AS MINE!”

“welp, mine is me, and yours is you. it’s only logical yours is greater.”

“DON’T BEAT YOURSELF UP, BROTHER! EVEN IF YOU’RE A LAZYBONES AND YOU’RE SLEEPING WAY TOO MUCH, I BELIEVE THAT ONE DAY YOU WILL BECOME AS AWESOME AS I AM!”

“heh, maybe, but i don’t really wanna. there is only place for so many great monsters in here. you’re doing a great job at it, bro’.”

“SANS!”

Sans didn’t figure it out first and gave his usual response:

“hey bro’. what’s up?”

Sans froze.

He really hoped that it was over. Time hadn’t jump in a while, at least… maybe two months? He could have asked if, maybe, they did not already do that, but he has learnt since the time started hopping up and down that it would be useless. They didn’t build their snow skeletons. Well, they did, but this memory was now as far away as the limits of the universe.

So, instead of asking dumb questions, he just answered casually:

“hell yeah, pap’s, that’s a great idea! lemme just a couple of hours to finish waking up and i’m all yours.”

“WOWIE, SANS! YOUR SNOW SKELETON IS NEARLY AS GREAT AS MINE!”

“welp, mine is me, and yours is you. it’s only logical yours is greater.”

“DON’T BEAT YOURSELF UP, BROTHER! EVEN IF YOU’RE A LAZYBONES AND YOU’RE SLEEPING WAY TOO MUCH, I BELIEVE THAT ONE DAY YOU WILL BECOME AS AWESOME AS I AM!”

“heh, maybe, but i don’t really wanna. there is only place for so many great monsters in here. you’re doing a great job at it, bro’.”

“SANS!”

Sans almost snapped at Papyrus, and he covered his jaw with his two hands, horrified by what he was about to say. His brother seemed to worry.

“ARE YOU OKAY, BROTHER?”

“... yeah, i’m fine. wanna do something together today, pap’s?”

“ACTUALLY, YES! LESSER DOG SHOWED ME HOW TO BUILD SNOW DOGS YESTERDAY. I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, AM QUITE CERTAIN SNOW SKELETONS ARE ALSO A THING! WOULD YOU LIKE TO GO AND MAKE ONE WITH ME?”

“sure, bro’. i’m on my way.”

Papyrus frowned. That wasn’t like Sans to not say his usual pun about needing a couple of hours to wake up. Maybe his brother decided he wouldn’t want to be a lazybones anymore? Wowie! The great example of the Great Papyrus was finally paying off!

Sans didn’t smile when his brother slammed the door and crushed the stairs under his boots. He actually wanted more to cry.

“YOU DID QUITE A GOOD JOB, SANS! I’M ACTUALLY SURPRISED YOU DID THAT WELL. I WAS AFRAID YOU WERE JUST GOING TO IDLE AROUND! IT’S NOT NEARLY AS GREAT AS MINE, BUT YOU MADE AN HONORABLE EFFORT!”

“heh, thanks pap’s. it’s difficult to have the motivation to put in the effort though: i know very well i could never build a snow skeleton as cool as yours.”

“YOU NEED TO HAVE MORE SELF-ESTEEM, SANS! IF YOU’RE DETERMINED ENOUGH, YOU CAN DO WHATEVER YOU WANT!”

“you’re probably right, bro. i promise i’ll make more efforts in the future.”

“SANS!”

And here they were in the past again. Sans cynically thought that everything has gone according to his plan. If they’d never know future, he’d never have to work his lazy ass up.

Somehow, even if there were plenty of mornings for Papyrus to wake him up like this, Sans would always recognize exactly if this was the snow skeletons day. He was starting to hear it way too much times.

“hey bro’. what’s up?”

“COME ON NOW, BROTHER! I KNOW YOU CAN DO BETTER! THIS IS TWO SNOWBALLS BARELY HOLDING TOGETHER!”

“welp, it’s supposed to be me. do you want me to add a carrot? ‘cause it would be nose-ing alike.”

“SANS!”

“’m sorry, bro’. at least yours is totally cool.”

“SANS!”

He was so tired.

“... Well, brother, that’s pretty good. I love the detail you put in with ketchup. Good use of an unusual material for snow skeletons buildings!”

Sans fondly smiled to his brother, even though his soul was feeling dead inside. Papyrus praising him despite his more than obvious lazyness was a good indication he had truly hit the bottom.

“SANS!”

“...”

“h u m a n. d o n ‘ t y o u k n o w h o w t o g r e a t a n e w p a l ?”

— SANS !

L’on pourrait s’agacer d’être réveillé aussi soudainement, mais Sans n’aurait pas pu plus s’en moquer. Papyrus pouvait faire tout ce qu’il voulait, et il avait sûrement une bonne raison pour surgir ainsi dans la chambre de son frère. Sans bâilla, se gratta le crâne et adressa un sourire endormi à son frère :

— salut, frérot. quoi d’neuf ?

— JE ME SUIS DIT QU’ON POURRAIT FAIRE QUELQUE CHOSE DE VRAIMENT COOL AUJOURD’HUI ! LESSER DOG M’A MONTRÉ COMMENT CONSTRUIRE DES CHIENS DE NEIGE HIER ! MOI, LE GRAND PAPYRUS, SUIS TRÈS CERTAIN QU’IL EST AUSSI POSSIBLE DE CONSTRUIRE DES SQUELETTES DE NEIGE ! AIMERAIS-TU VENIR EN FAIRE UN AVEC MOI ?

— complètement, pap’s, c’est une super idée ! laisse-moi juste deux ou trois heures pour terminer de me réveiller et je suis tout à toi.

— SANS, TU NE PEUX PAS RESTER AU LIT AUSSI LONGTEMPS ! LES SPAGHETTIS DU PETIT DÉJEUNER SONT PRÊTS, ET SI NOUS VOULONS CONSTRUIRE DES SQUELETTES DE NEIGE AUSSI GÉNIAUX QUE MOI, NOUS ALLONS AVOIR BESOIN DE TOUTE LA JOURNÉE !

— c’est assez juste. tu es si cool que ça prendra du temps à représenter fidèlement. d’accord, frérot, j’arrive.

Papyrus claqua la porte avec enthousiasme et Sans ne put s’empêcher de sourire plus largement encore lorsqu’il entendit de lourds bruits de pas dans l’escalier. Qu’est-ce que son petit frère était cool !

— WOWIE, SANS ! TON SQUELETTE DE NEIGE EST PRESQUE AUSSI GÉNIAL QUE LE MIEN !

— eh bien, le mien est moi, et le tien est toi. le tien est donc plus génial, c’est de la pure logique.

— NE TE DÉCOURAGE PAS, GRAND FRÈRE ! MÊME SI TU ES FAINÉANT ET QUE TU DORS BEAUCOUP TROP, JE CROIS QUE TU SERAS UN JOUR AUSSI GÉNIAL QUE MOI !

— heh, peut-être. mais je n’ai pas vraiment envie. il n’y a de place que pour un nombre limité de monstres géniaux ici. tu le fais très bien, frérot.

— SANS !

Sans ne comprit pas tout de suite et donna sa réponse habituelle :

— salut, frérot. quoi d’neuf ?

Sans se figea.

Il espérait vraiment que c’était terminé. Le temps n’avait pas sauté depuis un moment, depuis… au moins deux mois ? Il aurait pu demander si, peut-être, ils n’avaient pas déjà fait ça, mais il avait appris depuis que le temps avait commencé à bondir d’avant en arrière que cela serait inutile. Ils n’avaient pas construit de squelettes de neige. Enfin, ils l’avaient fait, mais ce souvenir était désormais aussi éloigné que les limites de l’univers.

Alors, au lieu de poser des questions stupide, il se contenta de répondre tranquillement :

— complètement, pap’s, c’est une super idée ! laisse-moi juste deux ou trois heures pour terminer de me réveiller et je suis tout à toi.

— WOWIE, SANS ! TON SQUELETTE DE NEIGE EST PRESQUE AUSSI GÉNIAL QUE LE MIEN !

— eh bien, le mien est moi, et le tien est toi. le tien est donc plus génial, c’est de la pure logique.

— NE TE DÉCOURAGE PAS, GRAND FRÈRE ! MÊME SI TU ES FAINÉANT ET QUE TU DORS BEAUCOUP TROP, JE CROIS QUE TU SERAS UN JOUR AUSSI GÉNIAL QUE MOI !

— heh, peut-être. mais je n’ai pas vraiment envie. il n’y a de places que pour un nombre limité de monstres géniaux ici. tu le fais très bien, frérot.

— SANS !

Sans faillit répondre méchamment à Papyrus, et il plaqua les deux mains sur sa mâchoire, horrifié par ce qu’il s’apprêtait à dire. Son frère sembla s’inquiéter.

— TOUT VA BIEN, GRAND FRÈRE ?

— … oui, ça va. tu veux qu’on fasse quelque chose ensemble aujourd’hui, pap’s ?

— EH BIEN OUI ! LESSER DOG M’A MONTRÉ COMMENT CONSTRUIRE DES CHIENS DE NEIGE HIER. MOI, LE GRAND PAPYRUS, SUIS TRÈS CERTAIN QU’IL EST AUSSI POSSIBLE DE CONSTRUIRE DES SQUELETTES DE NEIGE ! AIMERAIS-TU VENIR EN FAIRE UN AVEC MOI ?

— bien sûr, frérot. j’arrive.

Papyrus fronça les sourcils. Cela ne ressemblait pas à Sans de ne pas blaguer comme d’habitude en affirmant qu’il avait besoin de quelques heures de plus pour se réveiller. Peut-être que son frère avait décidé qu’il ne voulait plus fainéanter ? Wowie ! Le génial exemple du Grand Papyrus portait enfin ses fruits !

Sans ne sourit pas quand son frère claqua la porte et écrasa les escaliers sous ses bottes. Il avait plutôt envie de pleurer, en fait.

— TU AS FAIT DU BON TRAVAIL, SANS ! JE SUIS MÊME PLUTÔT SURPRIS QUE TU AIES FAIT AUSSI BIEN. JE CRAIGNAIS QUE TU TE CONTENTES DE FAINÉANTER AUX ALENTOURS ! IL N’EST PAS AUSSI GÉNIAL QUE LE MIEN, MAIS TU AS PRODUIT UN EFFORT HONORABLE !

— heh, merci, paps. c’est tout de même difficile d’être motivé à faire des efforts : je sais très bien que je ne pourrais jamais faire un squelette de neige aussi cool que le tien.

— IL FAUT QUE TU CESSES DE TE SOUS-ESTIMER, SANS ! SI TU ES ASSEZ DÉTERMINÉ, TU PEUX FAIRE TOUT CE QUE TU VEUX !

— tu as sûrement raison, frérot. je te promets que je ferai plus d’efforts à l’avenir.

— SANS !

Et les voilà de retour dans le passé. Sans pensa avec cynisme que tout s’était déroulé selon ses plans. S’il ne connaissaient jamais l’avenir, il n’aurait jamais besoin de se bouger les fesses.

Sans savoir comment, même si les matins où Papyrus le réveillait ainsi étaient légion, Sans reconnaissait toujours exactement s’il s’agissait du jour des squelettes de neige. Il commençait à l’entendre bien trop souvent.

— salut, frérot. quoi d’neuf ?

— ALLEZ MAINTENANT, GRAND FRÈRE ! JE SAIS QUE TU PEUX FAIRE MIEUX QUE ÇA ! CE NE SONT QUE DEUX BOULES DE NEIGE QUI TIENNENT À PEINE L’UNE SUR L’AUTRE !

— eh bien, il est censé être moi. tu veux que je rajoute une carotte ? je ne pense pas que ce soit nez-cessaire.

— SANS !

— ‘suis désolé, frérot. au moins le tien est complètement cool.

— SANS !

Il était si fatigué.

— … Eh bien, grand frère, ce n’est pas mal. J’aime beaucoup les détails que tu as pris le temps d’ajouter avec le ketchup. Bon usage d’un matériau inhabituel pour ce qui est des squelettes de neige !

Sans sourit affectueusement à son frère, quand bien même son âme lui donnait l’impression d’être morte intérieurement. Si Papyrus le félicitait malgré sa paresse plus qu’évidente, alors c’était qu’il avait vraiment touché le fond.

— SANS !

— ...

— h u m a i n. n e s a i s - t u p a s c o m m e n t s a l u e r u n n o u v e l a m i ?

#ked #undertale #sans #papyrus #drabble #en #fr #i totally wrote that thing last night thanks to germindis' support :D

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Prompt: For the prompts... how about some Papyrus and Alphys becoming friends?

Thanks, @deaderrose! This was an adorable prompt.

Rating: G

Characters: Alphys, Papyrus, Undyne

Relationships: Alphys & Papyrus, Alphys/Undyne

Summary: Papyrus remembers that it’s his job to train Alphys to be more self-confident.

The low buzzing noise was never going to stop. Alphys groaned. Why would anyone be visiting her? Why would anyone be visiting her at six in the morning?

Oh no! What if Undyne had forgotten her key? She'd been trying to buzz in for ages, now! Alphys was now an officially garbage-tier level girlfriend. Undyne would be late for work! Her car keys were on the same ring as her apartment key!

"Oh g-god, oh godohgod, I'm sorry, Undyne!" She was off the couch and running over to the intercom before she really thought through her logic. The TV was still on, playing the DVD menu screen. Alpyhs was a shit girlfriend and she'd missed the end of the movie again!

She buzzed Undyne in, and two seconds later Undyne was knocking on the door. Wait. That didn't sound like Undyne's knock. Was she wearing gloves? Had Alphys just buzzed in some stranger?

She stood on her toe claws and peered through the peep hole. She got a closeup of eyeball. That...wasn't Undyne.

"Uh....w-who is it?" she called, her voice high and trembling.

"IT IS I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS!"

Oh. "Um...Undyne's at work, Papyrus."

"I AM PERFECTLY AWARE! SHE IS NOT THE REASON FOR MY VISIT! IT IS YOU, ALPHYS, WHO IS IN NEED OF MY PRESENCE!"

Was she? Well, either way, she didn't want him shouting in the hall outside her apartment at six in the morning.

She opened the door. "Hello, P-papyrus."

He looked her over. "YOU DO NOT APPEAR TO BE PREPARED?"

"Prepared for, um, what exactly?"

He put his hands on his hip bones. "FOR YOUR TRAINING! I UNDERSTAND WHY IT WAS NECESSARY TO DELAY IT FOR SO LONG, BUT NOW IS THE PERFECT TIME TO START!" He ripped off his shirt, revealing another shirt. It said "Jog Boy." The memories came flooding back.

"Oh. Oh! That's...that's really great that you'd...think of me..."

"OF COURSE IT IS GREAT, AND AMAZING! I MADE A PROMISE TO UNDYNE, AND I HAVE EVERY INTENTION OF KEEPING IT."

"Don't you think it's a little early in the day, though?" she asked, increasingly desperate for an excuse.

"NO? WAIT! ARE YOU NOCTURNAL? UNDYNE...FAILED TO MENTION THIS, IN ALL THE MANY CONVERSATIONS WE HAVE HAD ON THE SUBJECT OF YOU."

That was...embarrassing. And flattering? Knowing that Undyne had talked about her so much. "...something like that," she said. She wasn't naturally nocturnal, but her habits basically made her that way. Night was the best time to marathon anime, after all.

"I APOLOGIZE FOR BEING INCONSIDERATE! IT IS IMPORTANT TO ALWAYS BE AWARE OF THE NEEDS OF DIFFERENT TYPES OF PEOPLE," Papyrus said. "I HAVE FAILED TO LIVE UP TO THE GREATNESS I AM KNOWN AND LOVED FOR!"

"Wh-what? No, it's ok! It's just...this is a little early, Papyrus."

"WELL, IF YOU SAY IT IS OKAY, THEN IT IS! WHAT TIME SHOULD I RETURN, TO BEGIN YOUR TRAINING?"

"Uh..." Never o'clock? No, that wasn't good. This training would make her become a stronger and more confident person! Someone who wouldn't make the same mistakes, again. "...after lunch?"

"UNDERSTOOD!" He saluted her. "I WILL RETURN AT THE APPOINTED TIME!"

Self-confidence training was a real pain in the tail, but when Undyne found out she'd gone out and actually done it, she'd just been so proud. Alphys found herself a little proud at herself for doing it, too.

Papyrus' fake online persona followed her on social media, so she decided to return the favor and give him another follower on the blog he talked about all the time.

She had trouble telling when he was joking around and when he was being sincere. Sometimes Undyne would ask him if he was joking, and he would say "OF COURSE!" and Alphys would have had no idea. Maybe if she knew him better, she could get comfortable with him and she'd be able to...joke around with him? Be friendly? The best way for her to do that was talk with him online.

She hit the like on one of his recent selfies and told him she thought he looked pretty cool. Was that dishonest? She thought he looked...kind of like a dork, but he wore it so...confidently? So it ended up being cooler than it should be, objectively. Was there a way to explain that without being insulting? She didn't think so. It wasn't a complete lie, though, so she thought it was ok.

Alphys couldn't train every day (or, at least, she really didn't want to!), but twice a week, every week, she put on her most confident exercise clothes and went out somewhere with Papyrus. He had an entire schedule for her training, so what they did varied from day to day. She had originally assumed they would just be jogging (and had gotten herself the cutest workout suit she could find, to make herself feel less awful about how she looked), but sometimes they would shout in front of the mirror for hours, or get milkshakes and talk through things that were bothering her.

When she jokingly expressed her insecurities about dating Undyne one too many times, Papyrus invited Undyne along on one of training sessions. They all went jogging, and then stood under a waterfall and screamed the things that were worrying them at each other while Papyrus shouted encouragement from a nearby rock.

Alphys felt closer than ever with Undyne, and after that the two of them would go out together and have a date at the local trash heap and just try and talk to each other. Alphys wished things didn't have to be so hard, but they were. Undyne was worth it. Alphys had to be strong for her.

Alphys put on her training clothes, one afternoon, but as soon as Papyrus caught sight of her he called it off for the day. She'd hoped he wouldn't notice how sick she was, but it was hard to hide her peeling scales and dripping eyes.

She didn't want Undyne or Papyrus to think she was being weak and skipping because of a little cold, but he told her that her health was important and it was necessary for her to value herself enough to take time off when she was unwell.

"Uh...are you just going to...g-go?" she asked. She had insisted to Undyne that she was fine enough for her to leave for work, but now she was lonely and bored.

"WE WILL TRAIN IN YOUR HOME! I WILL MAKE MY LEGENDARY NOODLE SOUP, AND YOU WILL PUT EVERYTHING YOU HAVE INTO GETTING BETTER!"

"Ok. But...maybe we could watch something? If you're going to be here anyway? I mean...I can probably find something you like."

"DON'T YOU MOSTLY WATCH BABY CARTOONS FOR SMALL CHILDREN?" Papyrus asked.

Alphys saw red. She let Papyrus know exactly what anime was. It took half an hour.

"WOWIE!" Papyrus had stayed quiet for her entire speech. Now that she was done, he applauded.

Alphys was panting, and her snout was running like a broken faucet. She fumbled for a tissue, suddenly embarrassed.

"SUCH CONFIDENCE! SUCH IMPRESSIVE FAITH IN YOUR OWN POINT OF VIEW!" Papyrus took out a roll of stickers and put a gold star in the middle of Alphys' forehead. "AMAZING! FINE. FOR THAT, I WILL WATCH ONE OF YOUR BABY CARTOONS WITH YOU WHILE YOU EAT THE MOST DELICIOUS SOUP YOU HAVE EVER TASTED."

Alphys knew what Sans would say to her if she showed Papyrus some of the more risque anime she had, so she picked something that was actually meant for children. But adults could enjoy it, too! It was a classic! She watched Papyrus cry when they got to the end, and she felt very smug about that. He'd had no idea what he was talking about, and she'd shown him.

They discussed the movie until Undyne got home. She complained that she hadn't gotten to join in the party. They put in another movie by the same human and watched it together. Alphys fell asleep on the couch a few minutes into it, exhausted from her illness. She woke up when Undyne picked her up to carry her to their bed.

"Oh...would you tell P-papyrus...thank you, for me?" Alphys mumbled. Her eyes felt crusted shut.

"Sure! For what?"

"For...everything, I guess." She decided to send him a message on his blog the next time she was online. She was better at talking on the internet than out loud, and she wanted him to really understand.

#my fic #prompts #alphys #papyrus #alphyne #undyne #fanfic #deaderrose

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