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Sans had been planning this little stake out for quite some time, and Papyrus was ready to make sure that he fulfilled everything that needed to be done. The mission seemed simple enough: watch the human that was suspected to be a part of the rival mafia and document behavior. Easy! Papyrus could do that in his sleep, except for the fact that sleeping would make the job inefficient!

He had his own little station that he could return to in the blink of an eye if need be, and he was fully prepared to last for months on end. This job was going to be a longer one, after all, with having to detail several months’ worth of behavior, all at once.

Nothing he couldn’t handle, of course, but he would much rather be making sure that the business side of things was running smoothly. Sans wasn’t the worst at keeping things going, but he wasn’t necessarily the best either. Then again, Sans trying to run a whole stakeout operation with even the slightest chance of not falling asleep? Highly unlikely.

A soft laugh left Papyrus’ mouth as he thought about it. Despite his brother being the powerful mob boss he was, there was no way that he could pull off a full session of watching someone else. Not that he didn’t believe in his brother, but staying awake and watching people do day to day things was something that would put Sans right to sleep.

Papyrus shook his head a little and got back to preparing all of his items for the months to come. Walkie talkie? Check. Healthy snacks and food? Check! Extra batteries, clothing, and binoculars? Check, double check, and triple check! He smiles to himself and quietly starts to make sure that everything was fit into his bag with perfection.

“THERE!” he proclaimed to no one in particular. “ALL SET AND READY TO GO ON MY MISSION FOR AT LEAST A MONTH! SANS, ARE YOU PREPARED TO HANDLE THINGS IN MY ABSENCE?” The walkie talkie crackled to life beside him with his brother’s voice coming through.

“yep bro, read you loud and clear. you sure you can handle being out there for a month or more?” Papyrus shook his head and, if he had eyes to roll, he would have rolled them in his skull.

“YES, I AM MORE THAN PREPARED,” he retorted into the walkie talkie, making sure he pressed the button to respond first. “I WILL BE SETTING OUT SHORTLY, SO PLEASE DO NOT MESS UP ANYTHING THAT I WOULD NORMALLY BE IN CHARGE OF!”

A few minutes later, the suave mobster was outside his spot that he would effectively be camping outside of for the month. Your home. While they were all uncertain if you were part of a rival mafia or not, this stakeout was to prevent you from doing something that could target them. Papyrus readily volunteered to clear your name or prove your guilt if need be, and so here he was!

The starting day began with simply tailing your footsteps to make sure that you weren’t deliberately going to do anything mafia-related. You seemed unaware of his presence, which was ideal, and he followed you carefully. Your first stop was to the neighbor’s home, an elderly widow who had been on her own for several years. Papyrus watched you hand over some groceries, tell her to have a good morning, and then headed out for work.

The day kept going on, and Papyrus was finding less and less evidence that you could be involved in mafia dealings. However, it was only one day, and he had at least a month to watch you and confirm that for a fact. He could be patient and make sure you were clean, it would just take time.

As time went on however, Papyrus gave daily updates to Sans and made sure to log anything and everything of note. It became something he enjoyed doing quite a bit, as he got to watch your tenderheart unfolding day by day. You constantly were looking for ways to care for your neighbors and people you worked with, and the skeleton was loving it.

Three days before his time as the eyes on you was supposed to be up, Papyrus was wrapping up his daily log. His pen paused for a moment as he glanced back at you in your home, noting that you were getting ready for bed. A small sigh left his mouth, and he scooped up the walkie talkie at the usual time so he could fill Sans in.

“hey bro, just checking in on you,” Sans said after Papyrus gave the customary signal via pressing the button a few times in a pattern. “how are things looking with the human so far?”

“SO FAR NOT MUCH HAS CHANGED WITH THE HUMAN,” he noted, still scribbling absently with his pen on the piece of notepad. “HOWEVER, THERE HAS BEEN ONE SIGNIFICANT SHIFT IN SOMETHING REGARDING THEM. THEY HAVE MANAGED TO MAKE SOMEONE FALL IN LOVE WITH THEM.”

“oh really? shoot, who is it?” Sans asked, practically pouncing on the new information, even if it meant doing some more work. Papyrus paused for a moment, taking a deep breath.

“ME!!”

There was a brief silence on the other end of the line and Sans seemed to almost be incapable of responding. Papyrus waited on his end, staring at the device in his hands as he waited for some kind of response, any kind at all.

“well... that’s unexpected, but... i don’t see why you couldn’t tell them that. nothing you’ve sent back to the home base has raised any suspicions so far, so we all kind of agreed that they’re clear in our books and you don’t have to be a constant surveillance on them anymore.”

Papyrus could almost weep for joy with that proclamation, but he refrained from doing so in order to not give himself away. Instead, he quietly thanked Sans over the walkie talkie, giving a profuse thanks to his brother before packing up everything for the night. It wouldn’t be hard to meet up with you, but he was definitely looking forward to asking you out.

The next morning, you awoke to the sound of knocking on your front door, which was odd, since it was your day off. You took a moment to stretch your limbs, toss on some decent looking clothes, then hurried over to the door. No one was there, but on the front porch step was a small letter. After scooping it up and reading it to yourself, the contents within was a small invitation to a date with an admirer who would like to know you better on the upcoming Friday.

A smile curled on your lips as there was also a phone number inside the contents of the card. As creepy as it would have been to get a phone number and a date invitation from someone you never met before, you had a sneaking suspicion it had something to do with the poorly hidden skeleton behind the tree in your front yard. Poor fellow must have gotten nervous, but you decided to humor him a little.

“The answer is yes, by the way!” you called out, not missing the way he had flinched at being called out. A chuckle rose up in your chest and you turned to head back inside, closing your door behind you. Meanwhile, Papyrus was trying to contain his glee. His initial plan of hiding failed fantastically, but now he had a date with you!

He couldn’t wait to see what would be in store.

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@bigoltrashpile @rayeofintegrity I finally managed to get this posted up for you guys since you wanted to see it happen!! Here it is!! And thank you to @jacketbones for the lovely idea! The original post can be found here for those who were wondering!

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