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His Bark Part 5:

He hadn’t meant to fall asleep. But the sound of the little human’s breathing below him had lulled him to sleep. It was much different than the snoring he was used to when Sans slept there; not that his brother spent much time with his family anymore anyways.

Besides his assignments, he didn’t spend much time with his family at all; opting to spend his every free moment with his “girl”.

Papyrus stared at the sleeping girl on the bottom bunk. She was clutching the pillow tightly, her knees curled in towards her chest, a very defensive position. Her hair fell over her cheeks hiding her cute face. He squatted down beside the bed. He wanted to see her sleeping face, up close. Carefully, he brushed the hair behind her ear. She flinched but did not wake up.

As he watched her back rise and fall, he began to understand Sans’ current obsession with his new lady friend. The little human was intoxicating, he found himself being pulled to her. Though he wasn’t sure he would ever be as fully involved with a girl like Sans was, he had to admit he wouldn’t mind having her around for awhile~

He sighed and pushed those thoughts away.

She wasn’t here to be friendly with though. Besides, he had very high standards that he doubted she would be able to meet-no matter how cute she was. He took one last long look before heading towards the door.

He better make breakfast before she woke up. He would hate for her to find him gone and start to worry herself again.

.........

She woke up slowly. Her eyes felt swollen and puffy from all the crying she had done the night before.

She looked around her, letting her eyes adjust. She was still in Papyrus’s room. Nothing had happened, no one had tried anything.

The girl sat up, listening for breathing coming from the top bunk. Was he still asleep? Did skeletons even breathe?

She didn’t hear anything; no movement, nothing.

That’s when her eyes came to rest on the side table. There lay her clothes, neatly folded with a note sitting on top. She reached for the piece of paper.

‘HUMAN, I HAVE GONE DOWNSTAIRS TO PREPARE BREAKFAST. IF YOU WAKE UP BEFORE I RETURN, GET DRESSED AND WAIT FOR ME; I WILL BRING BREAKFAST TO YOU. IF YOU ARE STILL ASLEEP WHEN I RETURN, I WILL LEAVE IT ON THE TABLE NEXT TO YOUR CLOTHES. PAPYRUS’

The girl felt herself smile a bit. Even though he was a killer, he seemed to be very thoughtful, if not just detail oriented.

She looked over at her clothes. They were folded nicely and smelled of what she could only describe as a mans cologne. Deep, rich, and musky. They felt soft as she picked them up. At least she had something familiar in this place.

At that moment she heard footsteps coming up the stairs. She felt her heart quicken. Was it Papyrus? The door opened slowly.

Papyrus peeked in the door.

“OH HUMAN, YOU’RE AWAKE.”

He closed the door behind him, setting the tray of food in his hands on the bedside table.

“DID YOU SLEEP WELL?”

The girl nodded.

“Yes. Thanks for...staying.”

A look of surprise crossed the youngest skeleton’s face. The girl thought she also saw some red spreading across his face, but he turned away before she could see.

“NO THANKS IS NEEDED. IT IS MY JOB TO KEEP AN EYE ON YOU.”

The girl clutched her clothes tighter.

“Yeah...right.”

Papyrus sighed.

“GO GET DRESSED HUMAN. YOUR BREAKFAST IS GETTING COLD.”

The girl nodded and retreated to the bathroom.

....

The girl seemed a little less uncomfortable when she was finally in her own clothes again. She ate her breakfast without much conversation, though her facial expressions said many words. Finally she finished her plate.

“Thank you for the food, you’re a very good cook.”

The youngest skeleton felt a beam of pride go through him.

“OF COURSE HUMAN! THERE IS NO GREATER COOK THAN I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS!”

The girl gave him a small, smile. Papyrus felt his soul thump a bit.

So cute~

“I wish I were better at cooking, I know the basics and I’m not too bad, but I could definitely be better. I do like to bake though.”

Papyrus raised his eye ridge.

“REALLY?”

She nodded. “It helps me to relax.”

Papyrus considered this. It would probably help the human stay calm if she were doing something she loved.

“...WOULD YOU LIKE TO TRY AND COOK SOMETHING?”

The girl looked up at him in surprise.

“...what?”

Papyrus studied her face. She didn’t seem apposed to the idea, just surprised to hear him say it.

“YOU COULD HELP ME PREPARE LUNCH AND DURING THAT I COULD TEACH YOU HOW TO IMPROVE YOUR COOKING SKILLS!”

She looked away sheepishly.

“Are you sure? I’ve been told I’m not exactly easy to teach. I-I tend to get overwhelmed very easily when I don’t understand or know how to do something.”

Papyrus puffed his chest up in pride.

“NYEH HEH HEH! YOU MAY NOT BE AWARE OF THIS HUMAN, BUT AMONG MY MANY TALENTS I POSSESS, I AM ALSO AN EXCELLENT TEACHER! I’M CERTAIN THAT BY THE TIME IM DONE WITH YOU, YOU’LL BE ABLE TO COOK AT AN ACCEPTABLE LEVEL. ALTHOUGH STILL NOT AS GOOD AS ME!”

She looked down at her lap, seeming to contemplate his offer. A troubled look came over her face.

“What about...your family? Won’t your brothers be upset to see me-out? A-And what about-“

“DO NOT WORRY HUMAN, MY COUSINS ARE GONE FOR THE DAY AND DO NOT USUALLY RETURN UNTIL NIGHTFALL. AS FOR MY BROTHERS, THEY ARE OUT WORKING FOR NOW.”

The youngest skeleton got up and strode over to the door. He opened it wide and looked back at her.

“WELL?”

The girl blinked a few times, before finally rising from the bed and following him out the door.

.....

“A GOOD KNIFE IS A CHEF’S BEST FRIEND.”

The tall skeleton brandished the utensil in front of the girl.

“IF SHARPENED AND PROPERLY CARED FOR IT CAN BE USED FOR A VARIETY OF JOBS.”

He saw the girl visibly swallow as the blade got near her.

“DO NOT WORRY HUMAN, ALL KNIVES IN THIS KITCHEN HAVE ONLY BEEN USED FOR COOKING.”

Without another thought, he turned and grabbed the vegetable he was going to dispatch.

“OBSERVE CAREFULLY HUMAN. I WILL SHOW YOU ONCE, THEN I WILL LET YOU TRY.”

She nodded and watched as he made quick work of the vegetable in front of him barely missing a beat.

“NOW YOU TRY.”

He motioned for her to step in front of the cutting board, handing her the knife handle first. He placed another vegetable down and stood off to the side, watching her intently.

Slowly, the girl tried mimicking his movements as she chopped the vegetable.

“NO, NO, NO! YOUR DOING IT ALL WRONG HUMAN! SLANT THE BLADE IN AND THEN CHOP DOWN!”

The girl nodded, adjusted the blade, and tried again.

“NOW YOUR JUST SAWING IT! IT’S NOT A PIECE OF WOOD, SLANT THE BLADE AND THEN CHOP STRAIGHT DOWN!”

The girl tensed, her hand shaking, chopping down dangerously close to one of her fingers. Something stopped the blade just in time. A bony hand grasped the knife, mere centimeters from cutting off the tip of her finger.

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! YOU COULD HAVE CHOPPED YOUR DAMN FINGER OFF! WHY WEREN’T YOU PAYING ATTENTION?!”

The girl let go off the knife and took a step back, hugging herself tightly. She let out a ragged breath.

“If your going to just keep yelling at me, I might as well just go back upstairs and you can finish lunch by yourself!”

This gave Papyrus pause. In his zeal for culinary perfection he had forgotten that she was still a novice. He had wanted this to help calm her down and maybe get another one of those adorable smiles out of her. But in his haste to teach he had forgotten how fragile she was right now.

“...MY APOLOGIES. I TEND TO GET OVER ZEALOUS WHEN IT COMES TO COOKING. I WOULD LIKE IT IF YOU STAYED TO HELP ME-CAN WE TRY AGAIN?”

The girl gave him a wary look. The tall skeleton sighed.

“WE CAN DO IT TOGETHER THIS TIME. I WILL GUIDE YOU TO SHOW YOU THE PROPER FORM. I ...PROMISE TO WATCH MY TONE.”

‘Just trust me human. Give me another chance. I won’t let you down.’

He saw the girl give a small sigh. Finally she walked slowly back to the cutting board.

Papyrus felt his soul leap.

The girl hesitantly picked back up the knife, then looked back at him, waiting.

Papyrus came up behind her, laying his giant hands over hers as gently as possible. He was careful to keep his body from touching hers-which wasn’t hard because of the size difference. But even so; his soul thumped from the close contact.

She was so small~

He moved her free hand to the vegetable and positioned her hand properly on it.

“YOU MUST USE YOUR KNUCKLES TO HOLD IT DOWN. THIS WAY IT WILL NOT SLIP WHEN YOU ARE HOLDING THE VEGETABLE, KEEPING YOUR FINGERS INTACT.”

She glanced back at him and nodded. He thought he detected a hint of red on her face. But otherwise, she was remaining quite calm at his contact.

Gently, he picked up her hand with the knife and situated it over the vegetable.

Her little body was now completely encircled and engulfed by his own. Though he took great care to keep her separated from him, he could feel the feeling from earlier creeping up in him.

Hunger....need.

He wanted her closer-right up on him. Close enough to smell and caress~

Papyrus snapped himself out of that train of thought. He had to admit, the human was intoxicating. But she still did not meet all of his standards! It would take more than an interest in cooking to hook him.

But...there was no harm in being a little bit closer~

“NOW, YOU POSITION YOUR KNIFE SLANTED STARTING AT THE TIP AND SLOWLY PUSH IT FORWARD WHILE BRINGING IT DOWN.”

He demonstrated this to her while guiding her hand gently through the motions. After a few more demonstrations, Papyrus reluctantly released his hold so she could try on her own.

“VERY GOOD HUMAN! YOU LEARN FAST, BY THE END OF THIS YOU MIGHT JUST BE A NOVICE AT IT!”

The girl gave him a small embarrassed smile.

Papyrus could feel himself itching to be close to her again.

.....

It took awhile, but they soon fell into a groove.

Slowly, lunch came together until finally the last thing to do was plate it.

“NOW JUST GENTLY SPREAD IT OUT ON THE PLATE IN A FAN SHAPE....YES, JUST LIKE THAT EXCELLENT WORK HUMAN.”

The tall skeleton looked over her shoulder as she spread the finishing touches on each plate, gently guiding her hands when needed.

Finally, she finished and looked back to admire her work.

Papyrus laid a hand carefully on her shoulder.

“VERY GOOD WORK HUMAN. YOU DID VERY WELL.”

The girl looked up at him and smiled, making his soul race.

“Well, I did have a good teacher.”

He could feel his cheekbones turning red at her compliment, and had to be mindful not to squeeze her shoulder in his excitement.

Behind them, someone cleared their throat.

Both the girl and the younger skeleton turned to find two of his brothers standing in the doorway of the kitchen.

“Are we...interrupting?”

......

;3 part 6 coming soon(ish) and hopefully you got to see the first ever fanart on my page! It’s so cool!

Submitted by @turtleskele

WOOOHOOHOHOHOOOO

This one... This one is fun owo and that ending, are you kidding me hhh I will be excitedly (but patiently) waiting for the next part!

Also here’s the link to the Ao3 one: https://archiveofourown.org/works/23164456/chapters/57399343

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I told you I was inspired~ Should I continue?

His Bark

It was supposed to be an easy job.

Papyrus crouched over the bloody corpse of what had been a living human being. He took great care to make sure none of it tarnished his newly pressed suit.

The dead bastard before him was his latest target: a double agent, employed by the skeleton family only to find he had been selling their information to another mob.

Dim-witted fool.

He stood to leave, when his eyes caught sight of her. She was standing there stone still at the end of the alley, eyes transfixed on him with a look of terror on her face.

Her bag was still in hand, hanging by her side as if she had been swinging it on her way home. When she had just happened to pass by…

How unfortunate.

He immediately grabbed her by the soul, ensuring that she wouldn’t escape. Even from where he was standing he could see her lip quivering. He felt a pang of guilt go through him seeing how scared she was, but he kept his face set in a glare as he walked slowly over to her. She was starting to hyperventilate and he could tell she was on the verge of screaming. He needed to calm her, or at least keep her silent until he could talk to her.

He now stood over her as she shook with fear.

“Calm Yourself Human. If You Scream, I Will Have To Hurt You. Be Silent And I Promise No Harm Will Come To You.” He said, lowering his voice so as not to frighten her even more.

The girl swallowed but nodded, biting her lip.

He sighed.

“I Am Going To Release My Hold On You. Do Not Try To Run. I Need You To Come With Me. If You Resist I Will Have To Hurt You.”

The girl’s eyes got wider and her lip went back to trembling at his words. He felt another pang of guilt hit him.

Slowly he released her soul, praying she didn’t try to run. To his relief, she stayed put. Gently, he grabbed her arm and began walking towards home. She stumbled along behind him, still in shock as well as trying to keep up with his long strides.

It was going be a long trip home.

…..

When they arrived at the skeleton household, Papyrus was relieved to find no one was home. Less things to scare the little human.

She had jumped when he had shut and locked the front door behind them. As he lead her up the stairs he could fee her shaking in his grasp. Finally, they made it to his (shared) room. He motioned for her to sit on the bed.

“Stay Here. Do Not Try To Leave. I Will Be Back In A While After I Take Care Of A Few Things.”

The girl gave a small nod, not looking up at him. Her face was white and she looked ready to pass out. As he went to shut the door he caught a glimpse of her first tear run down her face.

‘No no no no! Don’t cry!’

A part of him paused, wanting to say something to comfort her. Her eyes had already flooded with tears as she let out the breath she had no doubt been holding since he grabbed her. He was surprised she had been able to hold it together this long.

The tall skeleton sighed and shut the door. He would find some way to calm her later, right now he had a phone call to make.

……

The girl’s breath came out raggedly as the tears came down her face.

How could this be happening?!

One minute she was walking home from work, the next-

She choked on her tears. She remembered hearing the scream of a man. The number one rule on Red Road was ‘Keep Walking’. But the sheer anguish behind the scream had made her stop in her tracks. That’s when she had caught sight of HIM.

He was tall-taller than any human or monster she had ever seen. He stood over a bloody mass on the ground, what she guessed was the source of the scream. What scared her the most though, was the fact that he didn’t have a speck of blood anywhere on his well pressed suit.

He had done this before. And he was good at it. That’s when he had looked up. She couldn’t stop staring.

He was all bones! He had sharp jagged features and to top it all, he had a giant scar running across his left eye. Or rather, eye-socket. Two red pinpricks of light had stared at her intently.

Everything in her had screamed for her to run, but she was frozen in place. One of his eyes had started glowing and she felt a weight in her chest. She couldn’t have moved even if she’d wanted too.

The rest had happened in a blur. Even as he had dragged her through the endless alleys, she had barely been able to comprehend what was happening.

And now she was sitting here locked in a room, awaiting her fate.

She felt her arms shaking, ready to give out. The bed beneath her felt soft and oddly inviting. She decided to lay down.

She just wanted to close her eyes. Maybe she would wake up and find that it was all a dream. Slowly her eyes drifted shut as she gave in to exhaustion.

…..

Papyrus put his phone back in his pocket. He had informed his brothers of the situation. He had stressed to them how cooperative she had been. Though his job required him to kill, in truth he hated him to see innocent people be hurt.

He knew his brothers would be more reasonable than those three. He didn’t want to imagine what would happen to her if they had been home.

The tall skeleton decided it was time to check in on her. Hopefully she had calmed down enough to talk, otherwise he knew his brothers would get frustrated.

When he got to the door upstairs he listened for a few moments. He didn’t hear any cry or sniffling. Slowly he opened the door.

To his surprise he found the girl asleep on the bed. She was curled up in the fetal position and tear stains still streaked across her face.

Papyrus came closer. She looked so small and helpless and-

The tall monster shook himself, restraining himself from running his phalange down her cheek. He had always been drawn towards small, cute things…

No, there was no need to get attached. Cute and sweet things never lasted very long in his world. Everything around him was sharp, angular, and edgy.

Nothing as soft and gentle looking as her ever lasted very long in his life.

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Submitted by @turtleskele

……. Oooooh….. that’s good.

Yes, yes! Please please continue, I want to read more, I want to know more of the sharp edgy skele with the smol sof human, please-

(P.S. I’m flattered that you put it in AMitS, it’s so good!)

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His Bark: Part 4

Herculanum could feel the intense fear rolling off of the girl in front of him. His grin widened. This was always his favorite part; the intimidation. He could always get a sense of what sort of person a human was, just by invading their personal space.

The girl began to shake visibly in front of him. She wouldn’t look him in the eye, though she kept giving him cautious looks. She wasn’t a complete coward, he could tell. But she was definitely afraid of him.

Good.

Herc looked her up and down. He had to admit, she was a cute little thing. He reached out his hand to touch her hair. He wanted to see how far she would let him go, before she fought back~

He felt her freeze at his contact. Her breath became more frantic and anxiety ridden.

Yes, she was very cute~

He began to slide his hand down her face, under her chin, down her neck, her shoulder, her-

“HERCULANUM!!”

In a instant the bigger skeleton was slammed against the back wall. His soul was visible and blue in front of his chest.

“HOW DARE YOU TREAT OUR GUEST WITH SUCH DISRESPECT!!”

Papyrus’ eye flared in anger.

“H-hey cuz! I was only talkin to her-“

Though Herc was bigger in size, he knew his magic was no match in strength compared to Papyrus.

“DO NOT LIE TO ME COUSIN! I KNOW WHAT YOU WERE “DOING”. LET IT BE CLEAR THAT THIS HUMAN IS UNDER MY WATCH AND THEREFORE MY PROTECTION! YOU WILL NOT ATTEMPT TO “TALK” WITH HER OR OTHERWISE AGAIN! UNDERSTOOD?”

The big skeleton was sweating bullets. He nodded grudgingly. Papyrus released his soul, dropping him to the floor. The bigger monster slowly got up and looked at the younger one with animosity. Papyrus’ eye began to glow again.

“LEAVE. NOW.”

Without another word, Herculanum exited the room.

Papyrus immediately turned his attention to the girl. She was sitting next to the bed hunched over into a ball again. As he listened more closely, he could hear her softly sobbing.

“Human? Are You-“

“I wanna go home!”

Papyrus was struck silent by her anguished cry. She lifted her head to reveal her tear streaked face.

“Please, I promise I won’t tell anyone about what I saw-I just wanna go home!”

She began to sob loudly, covering her face which had turned red from exertion. Her frame was still shaking.

Papyrus had an overwhelming urge to pick her up and comfort her; hold her close and tell her it would be ok and he wouldn’t let anyone hurt her again. Dry those tears and shush her until she finally melted into him.

The youngest skeleton felt another shiver go down his spine. He shook himself. Where did those feelings come from?

Wherever they came from, he knew those types of advances would only frighten the little human more. He needed a way he could make her relax.

He watched her silently, as her crying ebbed and flowed over and over.

....flowed?

“HUMAN, I UNDERSTAND YOUR DISTRESS AT YOUR SITUATION. UNFORTUNATELY I CANNOT LET YOU LEAVE UNTIL MY BROTHERS HAVE CONCLUDED WHAT YOU TOLD THEM ABOUT YOURSELF WAS THE TRUTH. UNTIL THEN I HAVE BEEN TASKED TO WATCH OVER YOU.”

The girl looked up at him, her tears subsiding momentarily.

“AS SUCH, I WILL DO EVERYTHING I CAN TO MAKE YOU COMFORTABLE-WITHIN REASON MIND YOU! THAT BEING SAID, I BELIEVE A HOT BATH WOULD HELP YOU TO CALM YOUR NERVES AND RELAX- EVEN IN THE SLIGHTEST.”

The girl gave him a worried and suspicious look. Papyrus sighed at the tedious nature of this conversation.

“THE DOOR LOCKS FROM THE INSIDE. THERE IS NO WAY FOR ME OR ANY OTHERS TO GET IN ONCE ITS LOCKED.”

The younger skeleton left out the part of them possibly using magic; no need to add to her distrust.

She turned to face him, softly wiping stray tears from her face.

“TOWELS ARE IN THE CABINET TO THE LEFT OF THE DOOR. SOAP AND BODY WASH ARE KEPT ORGANIZED IN THE SHOWER CADDY-PLEASE BE SURE TO RETURN EVERYTHING TO ITS PROPER PLACE! AS FOR YOUR CLOTHES; AFTER YOU HAVE CHANGED OUT OF THEM, LEAVE THEM OUTSIDE OF THE DOOR SO I CAN WASH THEM FOR YOU. NO DOUBT THEY ARE DIRTY FROM YOUR LONG DAY.”

The girls eyebrows knit together.

“B-but if you take my clothes, what will I wear when I get out of the shower?”

Papyrus paused. He had not thought of that. She probably wouldn’t want to linger in a towel after what had just happened. He turned to his drawers, sifting through them. Most of his everyday clothes were dress shirts and slacks, which he did not want to risk wrinkling. He kept searching, until he pulled out a sweater.

It was very rare he ever dressed down, but sometimes when he stayed at home, it was easier to just pull on a sweater. He brought it over to the girl.

Hesitantly she stood and took it from him. She held it up to her frame. As he expected, his monster sized clothes were extremely long compared to her tiny human body.

The thought of her wearing his clothes made his soul begin to thump. He cleared his throat to bring his mind back to its proper place. No more foolishness.

“I WILL BE BACK TO CHECK FOR YOUR CLOTHES IN 30 MINUTES. IF YOU DO NOT NEED ANYTHING ELSE, I WILL LEAVE YOU.”

The girl shook her head, clutching the sweater.

Papyrus nodded, exiting the room. As he walked down the hall, thoughts of the cute human being dressed in only his sweater sent chills down his spine. His soul started thumping again. He knew he needed to occupy himself with other things or those thoughts would make him do something he’d regret.

....

As she sat in the water watching the steam rise, she felt a weight begin to lift. Despite the fact that he had killed someone, Papyrus was turning out to be...kinder than expected. Of course he was still very straightforward and to the point. No nonsense and always organized. This was evidenced to her by the extremely well organized shower caddy hanging from the shower head. Everything was labeled and put in order of importance. Apparently he shared this room and bathroom with one of his brothers. Or maybe...that terrifying skeleton he had called his cousin.

She shuddered, trying to shake the memory of his touches. If Papyrus hadn’t stepped in...

She turned her thoughts back to the tall skeleton. Had he really meant what he’d said? That he would protect her?

She felt something in her heart flutter. She sank deeper into the water until her nose touched it. No one had ever wanted to protect her before....

Maybe staying here wouldn’t be so bad, all she had to do was wait for his brothers to check her story and-

Then what?

Would they really let her go? Would she just walk away from this and forget this ever happened? Life would be normal again...

Could it be that simple?

She sighed. No doubt it was more complicated than that. And what if they were just really good at lying? Was all this stuff with Papyrus just a sham until they figured out how to get rid of her?

She felt her heart sink again at that thought. Wouldn’t be the first time someone had gone back on their word with her; or used her...or hurt her.

She sighed and reached for the plug. In that moment, she kinda wished Papyrus would come back soon, so she wouldn’t have to relive those memories.

.....

As he suspected, the human’s clothes were filthy and in need of washing. She had left them in a pile outside the door, devoid of undergarments-which he was thankful for.

He couldn’t help but wonder what she would look like in his clothes. Of course, it would be a while before her clothes dried so he had no excuse to go see her again.

Papyrus shook himself. He didn’t need a reason to see her. It was HIS room and she was a prisoner after all, he had every right to check on her. A pang went through his soul at those thoughts. A prisoner...is that what she felt like?

He pushed that thought away. It did not matter what she felt like. His job was to keep an eye on her, nothing else.

He headed up the stairs, almost skipping steps on the way up. He paused at the door. What if she wasn’t dressed yet? He felt his soul leap. He shook his head and knocked on the door.

“HUMAN, IM COMING IN.”

He opened the door slowly. She was laying on her stomach on the bed, reading one of his books off the shelf. At his presence, she swung her feet over the side and sat up.

Papyrus stared, still holding onto the door handle. Even though it was large, his sweater fell right below her knees. Her arms were engulfed in fabric, which she kept pushing back every few seconds. The collar hung a little loose on her neck showing some of her chest. She looked like she was positively swimming in his shirt.

And he loved it~

His hand twitched with the urge to reach out and smooth her damp and wild hair.

“Papyrus?”

He pulled himself out of his trance and looked her in the eyes. It was then he realized he had been staring for an awkwardly long time. He felt his face turning red.

“I- CAME TO CHECK IF YOU NEEDED ANYTHING BEFORE I WENT TO BED.”

She stared at him for a moment, seemingly weighing out something in her mind.

“...Am I sleeping in here?”

Papyrus was confused by the question. Why was she asking him when it was obvious?

“YES. I DOUBT YOU WOULD WANT TO SLEEP ON THE COUCH AFTER THAT INCIDENT WITH MY COUSIN.”

She nodded in agreement. He was still confused by the nature of her question.

“Where are you going to sleep?”

He watched her silently. Why was she asking so many questions all of a sudden?

“MOST LIKELY ON THE COUCH. DO NOT WORRY, I WILL BE FINE.”

She nodded again, she his time looking a bit...forlorn. Papyrus sighed and turned to leave.

“GOOD NIGHT HUMAN.”

“W-wait!”

He paused and turned back to look at her. She was fidgeting and wouldn’t look at him.

“You-....You could stay in here.”

The tall skeleton’s eye ridge went up.

“I-I mean there’s another bed here so...you don’t have to sleep on the couch.”

Papyrus was silent. He watched as she fidgeted with the edge of the sweater. He saw red creeping into her cheeks. She was asking him to stay? He felt his soul leap, but his outward appearance didn’t falter.

“WHY?”

The girl looked up at him. The sweater in her hand was scrunched up in her nervous hands, showing just a bit more of her legs. Papyrus could feel something building up in him he had not felt before.

A need...a hunger~

“I-“ the girl looked down at the bunched up sweater again. She tried to talk again but couldn’t.

She was so cute~

“I don’t want to be alone again.”

Her voice finally came out in a embarrassed and terrified whisper. So that was it. She was afraid; afraid something might happen again. Afraid someone might try to come in again.

“HUMAN, WILL ME BEING HERE MAKE YOU FEEL SAFER?”

She sighed. He could see the weight of the entire day come down on her in that sigh. She was exhausted and though calmer, she was still terrified.

She nodded.

He felt his soul skip a beat. The cute human wanted him to stay with her? He wondered what she would look like; asleep in his bed-so small compared to everything on it.

Outwardly, the tall skeleton crossed his arms.

“I SUPPOSE IT WOULD BE WISE FOR ME TO MAKE SURE NO ONE ELSE TRYS ANYTHING DURING THE NIGHT. VERY WELL I ACCEPT YOUR OFFER. I WILL TAKE THE TOP BUNK, SINCE YOU ARE OBVIOUSLY ALREADY SETTLED ON THE BOTTOM.”

Truthfully, he wanted a birds eye view of her while she slept.

The girl nodded and laid back down; bedding herself down underneath the blankets.

He turned on the lamp on the bedside table, then turn out the lights.

She watched as he made his way over to his drawers and began to loosen his tie. Once it was off he carefully folded it and placed it back in its spot in the drawer. Then he stalked back over to the bunk bed and stared down at the human. She looked back up at him, this time not averting her gaze.

“GOOD NIGHT.”

“Good night.” She whispered back.

With a grunt of approval, Papyrus climbed the ladder to the top bunk and settled down.

“...Papyrus?”

Her voice was small but strong.

“YES?”

“Thanks.”

“...YOU’RE WELCOME.”

.........

@turtleskele

Thanks aka-indulgence for your help with this chapter and answering my midnight questions lol! Also for the suggestion to post on my AO3. I think I’ll do that soon, of course I’ll give you the credit for my inspiration :). My AO3 is Tismyname.

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AKA-Indulgence talking here, awww, she has someone to keep her company ;U; Baby needs some comfort...

I’ll be waiting to see you post! Thanks for sharing this :>

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His Bark: Part 2

The first to arrive home were Wing and Dings. They were anxious to speak to the girl, but decided to wait until she woke up at Papyrus’ insistence. Sans arrived shortly after looking like he was in a foul mood. Most likely Papyrus’s call had interrupted his time with his “girl”. The family had recently come to find out that he had been keeping her in his own apartment away from the house, which he lovingly referred to as his “basement”.

Since that time Sans had become even more moody, wanting to avoid any questioning his family might try about her.

Today was no different.

“why exactly are we stressin’ about this again? she’s a witness! just kill the lil’ bitch and we can move on!”

“SANS!!”

The taller monster glowered down at his brother, crossing his arms over his chest. The shorter monster grumbled and sighed.

“sorry bro. jus’ came up at a bad time is all.”

The two oldest skeleton brothers looked on in amusement at their shorter counterpart’s discomfort. They still had yet to question their brother more about the young lady in his “care”. But it would have to wait until the current incident was handled.

“Children, we have a problem to deal with if you please.”

Wing pushed in between the two and headed towards the stairs.

“Papyrus, now would be a good time to wake her. If she is a witness we need time to decide whether or not she is to be trusted, and if not, who we need to quiet about her disappearance.”

The youngest skeleton nodded and quickly headed up the stairs in front of them.

…..

“HEY”

Her eyes opened slowly at the sound of his voice. The voice rumbled in her head waking her out of a dreamless sleep.

“GET UP”

The bed below her cheek smelled different from her own.

“HUMAN, YOU NEED TO WAKE UP NOW.”

Human? What was he talking-

Then she remembered. She jerked awake.

He stood in front of her his arms crossed, glaring down at her. This close to her he was even taller than when she had first seen him. And his voice was louder.

“AH GOOD. NOW, I NEED YOU TO REMAIN CALM. MY BROTHERS WISH TO ASK YOU A FEW QUESTIONS.

…Brothers?

Through the door strode three more skeletons-none as tall as the first one, but still large in size. The shortest of the bunch was still a good head taller than her.

She could feel her heart beginning to speed up. What had she gotten into?

…..

The girl held up surprisingly well under their scrutiny. Granted she was still shaking and she sat on her hands, which were no doubt shaking as well. But Papyrus had to admit he was impressed.

She answered each question calmly and in a respectful but strong tone. She still wouldn’t look at them for longer than a few seconds-keeping her eyes lowered, but when she did she always made eye contact.

By the end of the questioning though, the youngest skeleton did notice that she was starting to look tired again. Her face had gone pale again and she looked ready to pass out.

Fortunately for her, his brothers had gather all of the information they needed. They filed out to discuss what should be done.

Papyrus followed them, but not before addressing her.

“YOU DID WELL HUMAN. NOW GET SOME REST, WE WILL HAVE OUR DECISION SOON.”

He saw the girl visibly swallow. She nodded, laying down under his watchful gaze.

As a last gesture of comfort, Papyrus pulled a blanket from the top bunk and gently covered her with it.

“GOOD NIGHT HUMAN.”

The girl stayed silent, watching as he left and shut the door behind him.

……

When Papyrus finally joined them downstairs, they had already come to a conclusion.

“she didn’t see much except you standin’ over the body. she doesn’t seem like much of a talker either. course, that might just be the fear coursing through her.”

Sans grinned at the idea that they had terrified her.

“She does seem very quiet though. We have decided to keep her here for a few days so we can confirm the information about her livelihood is true. Your job Papyrus, will be to convince her that staying quiet is the best option if she wishes to stay alive and go free~”

Dings nodded towards the younger skeleton.

“Also, to keep the other three from “interrogating” her themselves. You know what happened last time they interrogated someone.”

Wing wrung his hands at this thought.

Papyrus nodded, understanding his instructions. Subconsciously he was excited though. For a few days at least he would be able to spend time with the cute human.

He only hoped she stayed cooperative.

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@turtleskele

Yesss!!! I love where this is going, they’re all exactly as I imagine them, this is perfect! Hope you keep writing <3

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His Bark: Part 3

The girl trembled under the blanket.

She was exhausted, but her mind wouldn’t let her sleep.

What would their decision be? Were they gonna let her live? Oh God, what if she had seen too much?! What if they-

The girl threw off the covers and sat up. Her heart was beating a million miles a minute. Now there was no reason to jump to conclusions. Despite having kidnapped her and locked her in a room, they had been very civil to her.

She let out a breath. But they were still killers. The image of the tall skeleton standing over the mass of flesh on the ground flashed across her mind. She felt a shiver go up her spine. She pulled her legs to her chest and hid her face in her knees.

How long were they going to make her wait? She felt like she could die right now just from the anxiety. She felt like crying again, but a lump of worry lodged in her throat kept the tears from coming. She was tired and scared and she wanted to go home.

She just wanted to go home.

An overwhelming feeling of hopelessness and fear swept over her. This time, the tears fell freely.

…..

Papyrus worked quickly in the kitchen, not only to feed his brothers, but their new “guest” as well.

The youngest skeleton found himself being more meticulous about cooking his pasta too perfection than usual.

True, all of his dishes were masterpieces but this was the first time anyone outside of his family would be trying it.

Hopefully she too would appreciate the true craftsmanship of his cooking.

Finally, it was finished. He prepared a plate, carefully plating and decorating each strand of pasta. Finally, he garnished the dish with greens. With a grunt of approval, he headed upstairs to surprise the human.

He could not wait to see her face when she took the first bite.

…..

When he unlocked the door, he was surprised to see the human curled in a ball against the wall; her face buried behind her knees.

Her head lifted suddenly, shocked by his sudden presence. He saw that she had been crying again. He sighed.

“CALM YOURSELF HUMAN, I HAVE BROUGHT YOU FOOD.”

Her hair hung in her face, covering one eye from view. It watched him warily as he extended the plate towards her. She was in no hurry to grab it, though he knew she was hungry.

Papyrus was growing impatient. But he knew snapping at the human would only make her distrust him more.

He sighed again.

“I WILL LEAVE IT HERE,” he set it on the bedside table, “I WILL COME BACK FOR THE PLATE LATER, SO PLEASE RETURN IT TO THIS SPOT WHEN YOU ARE DONE. I CANNOT ABIDE DIRTY DISHES ON THE FLOOR!”

Slowly she nodded at him.

“IF YOU NEED TO USE THE RESTROOM, THERE IS ONE ADJOINING THIS BEDROOM OVER THERE,” he pointed at the door on the side wall, “IF YOU GET BORED, I WILL PERMIT YOU TO PERUSE MY LIBRARY- ONLY IF YOU PUT EVERYTHING BACK IN ITS PROPER PLACE!”

The girl brushed her hair out of her eyes and glanced at the books on the shelves with some interest, beginning to uncurl from her ball.

Satisfied, he had made at least some difference in her mood he turned to leave.

“W-wait!”

The tall monster stopped upon hearing her voice. It was hoarse and wavering. He found it oddly cute. He turned to address her.

“What’s your name?”

The question took him by surprise.

“I AM THE GREAT PAPYRUS! BUT YOU MAY JUST REFER TO ME AS PAPYRUS FOR NOW.”

The girl blinked and for a moment the youngest monster thought he saw the hints of a small smile.

“Oh…well, thanks for the food…Papyrus.”

He felt a shiver go down his spine when she said his name. He didn’t know how to respond other then a nod before shutting the door behind him.

….

When he had finally descended the stairs, Papyrus noticed that his cousins had come home.

They were seated around the table eating his spaghetti hungrily.

“Eh Papy, this is the best batch of spaghetti yous ever made!”

Trattatelo flashed him a grin. Chalkboard nodded in agreement stuffing his face full of food.

“Yeah, if I didn’t know any better I’d say you were try’na impress someone.”

Herculanum flashed a playful look at him.

The younger skeleton crossed his arms.

“It’s the same thing I cook every night cousin. What are you three doing home so early?”

His three cousins had moved in with Papyrus and his brothers when they were very young. Though they were family, sometimes Papyrus did not approve of their behavior or their tactics.

More often than not they roamed the streets of the city till all hours of the night looking for trouble or carousing in the local monster bar run by Grillby, who was a friend of the family.

“Aw what’s the matter Papyrus? Don’t want to share with your cousins?”

Herculanum’s grin widened. Papyrus raised his eye ridge. What was he talking about? He heard Trattatelo snicker.

“We heard that yous were seen draggin’ a young lady home~”

Papyrus froze. They knew? He huffed.

“You misunderstand cousin. She was a witness to one of my “assignments”. I brought her here so it could be determined if she needed to be disposed of or just intimidated.”

Herculanum scoffed. “Why not jus’ kill her? Seems to me you had other things on your mind when you brought her here cuz~”

Papyrus felt his face begin to blush a little. “She did not provoke anything. There was no reason to kill her unless she had tried to run.”

Herc’s grin widened.

“Still. Girl must be somethin’ if you decided ta bring’er here instead of takin’ care of it yer’self .”

The big skeleton rose from the table and stretched.

“Well, I’m guessin’ Wing and Dings already took care of things, so I’m gonna go watch tv.”

With that, Herc left the kitchen.

Papyrus sighed in relief.

Unbeknownst to him though, Herculanum was making his way up the stairs to the youngest skeleton’s room instead.

He thought he might introduce himself to the little lady first.

…….

She couldn’t explain it, but Papyrus’s spaghetti was pretty fucking good!

Maybe it was just the exhaustion catching up to her or her sudden extreme hunger, but in that moment, it was the most delicious thing she had ever eaten.

She was a little sad when she finished her plate. Now that her stomach was full, she felt a bit better. She had to admit Papyrus was a lot more…hospitable then what she first thought.

‘It doesn’t change the fact that he’s still a murderer’

Suddenly there was a small knock on the door.

Papyrus? So soon?

She hurried to put her dishes neatly on the nightstand as he had instructed her. No need to get on his nerves at this point.

The door opened slowly.

In walked a skeleton that she didn’t recognize. She felt her throat go dry. Unlike the others she had seen with Papyrus earlier, this one was a little more-scary. He’s teeth seemed to be just a little too sharp and his phalanges a little too claw-like.

“Hey there sweetheart.”

You felt the food in your stomach begin to churn. His voice was much deeper too. Almost…predatory.

He looked her up and down, his eyes seeming to take in every detail. He smirked.

“Names Herculanum babe, but you can call me Herc.”

He stepped closer, cornering her on the bed. She felt sweat breaking out on her neck. He placed his hands on either side of her frame, effectively boxing her in to his body. He leaned forward until he was face to face with her.

“I’d like to ask you a few questions if you don’t mind sweetheart~”

Sorry for the long post but wanted to establish the other part of the family! Hope you like it!

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By @turtleskele

Don’t say sorry for more content ;A;; I am loving this ;u;;; The cousins are doing great- Hope Paps’ gonna catch wind soon; You are gripping me by the throat here- Can’t wait to read more! >w<