Hello! Can you grace us with a “You’re wrong and I’ll prove it.” With Sf Papyrus? Ps, I'm new and I love your blog!
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You were a ball of nervous energy as you approached Papyrus's house, said quiet skeleton by your side.
"listen, there's something i should tell you before i introduce you to my bro," Papyrus said just as the two of you reached the porch. Your heart dropped.
"He's not going to like me, is he?" you cut in before Papyrus could finish. "Shoot. I shouldn't have come. Is my outfit not-"
"no-no you're fine," Papyrus interrupted your tangent with a hand on your shoulder. Sighing, his shoulders slouched further down. "it's my bro. he's gonna cook you his 'special' burritos and, well, he's been trying but they're not exactly ready for human consumption yet."
"What?"
"yeah," he returned his hand to his pocket. "just pretend to take a bite while i distract him and i'll take care of it."
"Do you doubt my stomach Papyrus?" you questioned, just a tad offended.
Papyrus's eye-sockets widened slightly. "i didn't mean to-you just won't be able to eat them, kid. trust me."
You narrowed your eyes at your tall friend and straightened your shoulders. Turning your back, you marched up the front steps and knocked firmly on the door. Just before the door was practically thrown off its hinges, you turned toward Papyrus once more. "You're wrong and I'll prove it. Just watch."
"kid no-"
"Mutt! I see you have arrived with your pathetic human friend!" A tiny skeleton that just barely reached Papyrus's ribcage stood in the doorway. Despite his short stature, he still managed to look down on you. "Human peasant! I am the Mighty Magnificent Sans, though you may address me as Lord Sans."
"just sans works too," Papyrus added, gaining a glare from his brother.
"Did I ask you to speak?!" Sans demanded. Papyrus didn't even flinch. "That's what I thought. Anyways, come in peasant. You are fortunate for I have just finished preparing our meal!"
You grinned. "Great! Papyrus was just telling me how great of a cook you are!"
"W-why yes, I would say my skill in the kitchen is unparalleled!" Sans said with a slight stutter, a tiny blush lighting his cheeks for just a moment. "Though we will see how you are able to handle it. My cooking has been known to overwhelm others with its greatness."
"I'm sure I'll be fine," you said with a wink.
Sans lead you to a small table that could sit about four people. Three of the four places had plates with a large, loaded burrito in front of them. Hanging above the table was an oddly fitting bone chandelier.
"Have a seat, peasant!" Sans said, directing you to a chair right across from where Papyrus sat.
Before you could even comment on the food, Papyrus picked up his own burrito and took a large bite out of it. Though his facial expression didn't change in the slightest, his gaze on you did increase in intensity. "it's pretty good bro."
"Pap-Mutt!" Sans exclaimed. "Where are your manners! The guest always eats first!"
"It's fine," you cut in before the situation could escalate any further. Lifting the burrito from the plate, you made to bite it. "I'll just start now."
You took a large bite and froze almost as soon as the food hit your mouth. Slowly and deliberately, you chewed. The taste was indescribable. Your expression must have shut down because Sans was looking at you with ill-contained anticipation. Papyrus just looked vaguely worried.
"Sans this-" you paused, looking down at the food in your hands with wide eyes. "this is amazing!"
You took another large bite as the skeletons reeled from your reaction. As you chewed happily, Sans quickly contained his expression. "R-really?! I mean, of course, it is. After all, it is made by me!"
Papyrus looked at you with horrified admiration. "seriously?"
Rolling your eyes, you took one last bite, finishing the burrito off. "Papyrus, I'll try anything once, and I've tried some weird crap. This is honestly pretty tame in comparison. Never underestimate my stomach again."
"i, uh, i won't."












