“Wowie, look at all da’ big people Snas!” said Baby Papyrus running into the dining area of the Resort.
“y-yep, there sure are a lot of them. science fairs are more popular than i thought...”
Science fair projects lined the tables atop the stage in a neat little row, each with an adult standing near ready to give an explanation..except for one.
“GASP!* Look Snas!” exclaimed Papyrus pointing at a small yellow dinosaur-looking monster. “Is Baby Bop!”
Sans looked over to where his brother was pointing and frowned. “that’s not baby bop little bro, baby bop is green.”
Dad said only adults were allowed to enter the fair...
“No, dat’s definitely Baby Bop. She got dat pastic surgery big Buther so she blend in with the normal peoples.”
I shouldn’t of trusted Dad.
“Yep! She gotted tired of the spotlight and left the Barney Show. People kept trying to steal her blankey cause’ she famous-”
“Nyeh? Why you cry big Buther? You wants an aw-doe-gaff? Aw-toe-gaff..aw-dee-gwaff...?”
“it’s nothing pap, don’t worry about it.”
“These are slippers little girl, what are you trying to pull?!”
Sans wiped his eyes and looked up to see one of the adults at the yellow girl’s stand glaring down at her.
“Uh..no no! The-the-they’re not just any slippers, they let you w-walk on snow and run just as fast as you would with them off!” explained the dinosaur quickly, stammering over her words.
“Yeah right, I bet you just found them at the Dump or something. A REAL scientist wouldn’t make a wearable invention pink, if people are meant to wear it then it should be a unisex color.”
“why can’t boys AND girls wear pink?” asked Sans climbing on top the stage. “i’m a boy and i like pink..how much are these slippers miss? my little bro is really fast-”
“Excuse me child, we were in the middle of a conversation-”
“well what i have to say is more important so why don’t you slip-per away while the REAL grown-ups talk business?”
The little girl smiled at him. “Thank you...”
Oh wow her eyes are all watery. If I hadn’t said something she would of started crying right in front of this jerkoff.
“Who do you think you-oh wait, you’re that skeleton nobody likes aren’t you?”
The kid comedian shook his head. “no, no he’s down there,” said Sans pointing to his brother.
“so about those slippers...?”
“You can have them for free. They’re a prototype, but they wouldn’t be on display if they didn’t work. M-My name’s Alphys by the way..if you’re interested.”
“i’m sans, sans the skeleton-”
“Well obviously,” muttered the adult, his arms crossed.
“hey buddy, this conversation is between a and b, see your way out would ya’? you’re bugging the lady.”
“Your jokes are terrible and so are your manners. Besides, aren’t you a little small to be telling people what to do? Why don’t you take that evil baby imp of yours and go home? Nobody wants you here; this fair is for adults, it’s not some amateur showing you’d find at your school filled with fake volcanoes and silly potato batteries, this is REAL science-”
“HEY, YOU WEAVE MAH BIG BUTHER ALONE! I KICKS YOU IN DA’ NUTS!!” yelled the baby bones, kicking his leg in the air to prove his point.
“I’m not afraid of you OR your worthless brother. Gaster told me about you-”
“Then you better get out our FACE or Imma tell eryone you’s being mean to Snas and Baby Bop, and then you’s gonna get in trouble!”
“And just what kind of trouble am I going to get into exactly? Am I going to get a time-out? Maybe a spanking?”
“You’s gonna get jumped! Imma cry real loud and eryone gonna hate you. They gonna say ‘poor Baby Pappy, why Bill Nye being mean to the skelly baby? We should beat him up!’ Then theys gonna jump yoooou!”
“Like a bounce-house.” Papyrus did a couple of squats smiling at nothing while the adult looked on in confusion. “We’s gonna bounce on your big stink head and go to da’ moon.”
“Then we builds a dustman cause’ there be no snow there.”
The adult walked away from Sans and Alphys shaking his head.
“Your brother sure is..something, heh.”
“yeah he-papyrus, what are you doing?”
“you’re not planning on going after that guy are you? just let it go okay?”
Oh, he’s still trying to figure out how to pronounce autograph.
“never mind pap, so i can really just have these?”
“Yeah, It’s the l-least I could do..after you, after you helped me...”
“look, you don’t owe me anything, i was glad to help.”
Unbeknownst to the two children, Papyrus slipped out of the dining area.
He already knew how to say autograph.
