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UnderLate. Broken Fate. Chapter 3

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The first impression of the underground? It was cold. And huge. A row of snow-covered trees led her to a single path. It was night and there were no lights. Perhaps she might had brought some flashlight with magic light, but her decision had been so impulsive that she carried nothing with her apart from the net and the food. She had no idea where she should go, but there did not seem to be much choice. Frisk began to walk the gloomy trail of snow, there was no trace of life, it was late and the monsters would be sleeping, or in their houses.
“Brrr, I freeze” said Frisk, rubbing his arms, “ Napsti didn´t tell me it's so cold outside. Although of course, he is a ghost. He feels nothing… Atchis!”
Her sneeze sounded too loud and made a very loud echo, which repeated itself several times, frightening her. Frisk kept walking, faster. It would be best not to make any noise, although that would allow her to hear more clearly the sounds of the forest, the wind ... and it wasn’t very good either.
“It's okay, I don’t have fear ... Ah! “A whining noise made her jump again. Beneath it was a small branch, which had broken as it passed over, “Uff ... what a scare ... I shouldn’t scare myself.”
Frisk went on her way, though it seemed more and more that her journey had not been a good idea. She could have waited the next day for Napstablook to come back, or call him to go and get her. Or she might have dared talk to her mother. She would not like the idea but she had grown up. Together they could have gone to Waterfall, Tori would protect her and ... no matter what she thought. It was done and she did not want to go back. Flowey said she had determination and that would accomplish anything.
“Well ... I'll be determined.”
Suddenly, a strange sound came to his ears. It sounded like an interference on a radio or something. But there was no one.
"Frisk?"
“Huh? Is there ... someone .. there?”
"The route starts again. But time is not the same. Nothing is the same."
“I do not understand anything. Who are you?”
"Your determination is interesting. Very, very interesting."
That voice gave her chills. Despite not knowing, of being unable to understand their language, there was something that shook Frisk. She covered her ears, falling to her knees on the floor. Little tears trickled down her cheeks, she didn’t want to hear it, she didn’t want to feel this way, trembling without stopping.
“No”Frisk murmured, wetting the snow with her tears, “Make it stop.”
"Come back to me, Frisk. It will be easier for you. Die."
Frisk felt as if a strange darkness would try to wrap her around, coming up from behind her. Everything became dark, darker.. yet darker. She couldn’t allow it, Frisk took the strength to get up. The darkness seemed to recede, that was the instant the girl needed. Blind and deaf, Frisk ran, guided by fear. She needed to escape from that place, away from that voice. She didn’t know how much she had been running when one of her feet failed, finding a huge hole in which the girl fell without being able to do anything.

Meanwhile…

Papyrus headed for his favorite trunk, in the middle of the forest. Today had been a quiet day at Grillby's so I had been able to leave a little before work. Being the cook of his brother's friend wasn’t his ideal job, but it gave him money to help with expenses and to feel useful. Apart from that, he could maintain his passion for cooking, even though he was making that greasy meal that everyone liked, even his brother.
Speaking of Sans, that night he had left the bar early, after a few card games with the members of the royal guard. Dogamy and Dogaressa had been the first, they had to go and pick up their puppy from the nursery. Doremi was growing very fast. Dogo was still there when Pap left, they all got along very well with his brother. That pleased him, knowing he had friends and that he wouldn’t feel alone while patrolling, now that they did not do it together.
At last, there was the place where he liked to rest when he wanted loneliness, or when he was waiting for Sans from his patrol, if he didn’t have to go get him because he had fallen asleep. Sometimes he feared that this lazybones would forget how his traps worked and something happened to him. Maybe it would be better to go with him but ... he didn’t look capable anymore. Patrol in search of humans, that was something that the old Papyrus loved to do, the one that still believed to have possibilities of entering the real guard. Although he didn’t understand why Sans was following, if he never had an interest in that. He could do it to encourage him to accompany him again. Or maybe it was too lazy to change his routine.
 He bet for the last. Sure.
“I hope my special spaghetti goes well” said Papyrus, opening the tupperware, where he had stuck the remains of the last meal. He didn’t know why, being his first and, therefore, more specialized dish, always had so much espaguetti in the bar. And that had reduced the amount, as Grillby had suggested. Upon opening it, the food was in perfect condition and still hot, “Perfect, nothing better than a good meal to end a perfect day. Nyeh, heh heh!”
Seeing the dogs guards that day had reminded him Undyne. He missed her, but every time he tried to approach her again, she avoid him. Not counting his brother, she was the only friend he had. Her words had hurt him but he didn’t want to lose her. The Undyne he knew, the fish who had trained him and given him his masterful cooking lessons, seemed to have disappeared under the cloak of the captain of the Royal Guard. She wanted so much to finish Asgore's plan, but one soul was missing.
“As if humans fell from the sky ... Nyeh” Papyrus said,thiking about Undyne.
“Whooaaaa!!”
A bundle of snow fell in front of him, stopping his dinner and his thoughts. He had just caught it with his fork in his mouth and a couple of spaghetti coming out of his teeth.
 And that was how Frisk saw him when she lifted her head. Running without a glance had led her down a slippery slope, over a pile of snow that, although she didn’t know, was an old snowman made by a lazy skeleton.
Pap wanted to say something but Frisk jumped screaming.
“Aaaahhhh!!!!”
“Nyeehhhh!”  Frightened by the cry, Papyrus mimicked it, slipping from the trunk and falling backward. His food flew, landing on his head, forming a strange wig made of pasta.
“Are you okay?” After the initial shock, Frisk approached him, focusing more on his new companion. He looked like a tall, somewhat awkward skeleton. He wore black trousers and an orange sweater, all very neat. She liked his red scarf, which now covered most of his face. Papyrus groped for his glasses, which returned to his face. Frisk wanted to ask how he could carry them if he had no ears or nose, but it was not the time. Flowey had told her that when she didn’t understand something ... it’s magic.
“Yes ... I think.” Papyrus tried to get up, Frisk helped him by taking his hand. From the floor he picked up the tupper, now empty, “Although not my food.”
“Oh, I'm so sorry” Frisk said, covering his mouth.
“It's okay, I've got more at home” he said, putting away the bowl and the blanket. He adjusted his glasses, with these accidents he was considering returning to his contacts. But that wasn’t what he was up to now, he had never seen a monster like that, “Are you okay? I've never seen you there ...”
Before he could finish speaking, Pap was surprised by the girl and her sudden hug. He didn’t know what to do, she seemed to tremble. He put a hand on her shoulder but didn’t pull it away.
“Thank you”Frisk said in a whisper. Papyrus didn’t understand anything , ”Someone was following me ... someone bad ... and ...”
“What? Did anyone want to hurt you?”
“No, he doesn’t follow me. You must have frightened him” Frisk raised her face, saw a few traces of tears in them. Whatever it was that was out there, it was terrifying her, “You saved me. You are my hero.”
Frisk didn’t realize the effect her last sentence had on the skeleton. He had helped someone else. He was her hero.
“Wowie, don’t tell me that or I blush” said Pap, late as he had already. He pulled the girl aside a little to make sure she had nothing broken, “I look good on you. You should not be around here at night, there are no guards who can protect you.”
“But you are” said Frisk, with all her innocence, “Oh, and I haven’t introduced myself. I didn’t even ask your name, how impolite!”
“Well, that fixes quickly. I am the gre ... ..My name is Papyrus.” He hated when he still missed that adjective that didn’t define him. He was not great. It was one of the pile, “And I live in Snowdin. And you?”
“Howdy, Papyrus!”the girl said, “My name is Frisk and I live in the Ruins.”
“I didn’t know that someone still lived there.”
“Yes, it's small, but it's very cozy. I went out to see a friend but I don’t know where I am. And I'm afraid to go back.”
“This place is very dangerous, it's full of puzzles. Not counting the presence that you say ...” Papyrus was thoughtful, couldn’t leave the girl there, worried about what she said. In the morning he had to warn his brother, to be careful, especially taking care from the deepest part of the forest, “You will come to Snowdin with me, that will come first. I can’t allow you to wander around alone, Frisk.”
“Really? Yay, thank you very much, Papyrus!” Frisk gave him another enthusiastic hug, which made his new friend laugh, “I was afraid to remain locked in this forest forever.”
“Follow me, the village is very close.”
Frisk nodded and accepted Papyrus's gloved hand. Her evil thoughts had dissipated, she felt safe again, as in the Ruins. She knew that outside of them there must be other monsters like Napstablook, friendly. Even if they were more hostile, like that voice. As they headed toward Snowdin, Frisk gathered courage to look back. There was nothing, thankfully, though she didn’t like it. She didn’t know if she could dare to cross the forest to return home but now was not the time to think about it. Now she wanted to meet Napstablook.
“Hey, Papyrus.” Frisk followed the conversation as they walked, “Waterfall, is it far?”
“Is it your destiny, Frisk?” The girl made a sound of assent, “Then you're in luck, Waterfall is next to Snowdin. I can take you there.”
“Really?” Frisk's eyes flashed, she wasn’t going to have to walk alone, fearing for the shadow, “You're awesome, Papyrus. Although…”
“ What's wrong, Frisk?” Papyrus did’ot understand when the girl's face began to show sadness.
“You're very nice with me ... and I've screwed up your food. Sniff ...”
“Oh, don’t cry, please. Nothing happens, I have a lot of food at home, cook for me and my brother. Also, I'm not hungry.”
“Oh, I have an idea.” Frisk reached into her pocket and pulled out the leaves with his mother's piece of cake, “It's butterscotch-cinnamon pie, I want to give it to you.”
“Will you offer me your food? That is a very important gesture of friendship”
At least, it was for Papyrus. Frisk smiled, shrugging his shoulders.
“Great, I'd love to be your friend.”
“Wowie!” Papyrus grabbed the girl by the shoulders and with a super hug gave her a couple of laps, he was happy. He liked to make friends so much and what he had done in recent years was to lose the only one he had. I was beginning to think, could things start to change?, “I have a new friend. But I can’t accept all your cake. Only half.”
Frisk accepted and split in two halves her piece, leaving the largest for him. She felt as happy as the skeleton, forgetting the bad start. The underground was not bad at all. A pity it was only one night.
Well ... Frisk is in the underworld, out of her safe home ....  Let's start the fun XD Who will be that mysterious shadow? (Although I think I've made it very clear ha ha)

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awws Paps is such a sweetie :3