Iterations

Friends and Family Pt 1


It had been a surprise, though a pleasant one. When they arrived home, they found they had new neighbors. Right beside their humble home, another was being set up beside by Grillby and Fuku.

Papyrus squealed excitedly. "HELLO NEW NEIGHBORS! IT IS I, THE GREAT NEIGHBOR PAPYRUS!"

Grillby merely nodded in response, smile on his face.

Fuku waved and remained slightly behind her father, intimidated by the large and loud skeleton. She had heard all about his tenacity in convincing the leader of the Royal Guard to train him and did not know what to expect from someone who had the audacity to go toe-to-toe with the the General. She then waved, more enthusiastically, towards Sans, who simply shifted a sleeping Frisk-balloon into the crook of his arm and raised a hand casually.

'need a hand?' Sans asked though he did not wait for an answer. He pulled upon his recovering magic and began assembling their new home. At the display, Papyrus seemed relieved that his brother was recovering so well. Grillby, on the other hand, sent him a stern look, knowing how tapped out he had been not too long ago. He did not voice his concerns in front of the others, however.

"WE SHOULD GET TO KNOW EACH OTHER!"

Grillby responded with flames that read 'Later.' But Fuku, who had frozen at such a sudden offer, had hesitated just long enough that Papyrus took her silence as a agreement. Her terrified eyes met her father's amused ones as he spelled out "It's fine" reassuringly. As Papyrus threw her over his shoulder and began to run off, she did not look reassured at all. Sans, himself, had concern in his eye-sockets. Papyrus disappeared with her, leaving behind Sans and Grillby.

Grillby turned to Sans with the same stern look from earlier.

Sans sought to immediately put their fears to rest. "easy. this stuff is a piece of cake to me. just some physical therapy, getting it to remember how to do things other than just healing myself. don't worry. i'm not going to start fighting or teleport any time soon."

Grillby nodded once, accepting that answer but giving him a look that warned him not to overdo it.

"so, why'd you move?"

"Near family." He wrote simply.

Sans looked down, immediately grateful and guilty. "oh. thanks, grillby."

Sans could not see the written "S'okay."

So, with a quick glance to check if anyone else was nearby, he said it instead.

Relieved, Sans accepted the forgiveness that was extended to him.

"why don't you come in for a bit?"


As soon as he had let her down, Fuku fell to the floor, crying. She curled in on herself, hugging her knees to her chest. Papyrus immediately became concerned. He reached out a hand and was surprised as she flinched away from it.

"I'M SORRY. I DON'T… I DON'T KNOW WHAT I DID BUT I'M SORRY."

She did not look up as she murmured, "...you scare me."

"OH." Papyrus plopped down onto the floor a good distance away from her and crossed his legs.

She stayed where she was on the floor, sniffing and wiping away tears. They sat in silence.

Papyrus was the one to break it. "YOU ARE VERY HONEST."

She looked up just slightly, still trembling. He was not looking at her, instead staring off into the distance.

"I THINK… I THINK I SCARE A LOT OF PEOPLE," he said, quieter than she had ever heard him. "I'M BIG AND LOUD AND STRONG. I'M VERY DESTRUCTIVE TO PROPERTY. IT'S...INTIMIDATING. IT'S A LOT. I'M A LOT."

He found himself mirroring her pose, knees against chest. "TOO MUCH REALLY… MAYBE THAT'S WHY I HAVE SO FEW FRIENDS."

He shook his head, pulling himself out of the funk he had fallen into. "BUT THE FRIENDS I DO HAVE ARE GREAT. THE BEST! I HAVE MY BIG BROTHER AND UNDYNE AND FRISK."

He crawled over and knelt before her. He looked her straight in the eyes with the gentlest expression she had ever seen. "AND I WOULD VERY MUCH LIKE TO ADD YOU TO THAT LIST."

His big booming voice and enormous stature still caused her to tremble, but she wanted to try. Slowly, carefully, she reached out her hand to him.

His eyes went wide and a smile came upon his face. His large hand engulfed hers and he pulled it to his chest. He spoke in that same, softer voice. "YOU WON'T REGRET THIS. I WON'T SCARE YOU ANYMORE. I WILL BE LESS LOUD AND BEND OVER SO THAT I'M NOT SO BIG AND—"

She cut him off with a wave. She told him the advice her father always gave her. "Don't change what you really are. Not for anyone."

Stars appeared in his eye-sockets for just a moment. He stood, bringing her up with him. "I WON'T!"

She flinched, still not used to his booming voice. He gave her a small apologetic smile. She brushed the dirt off her skirt and took a deep breath to steady herself. "So what did you want to do?"


She feared Papyrus because she did not know him. What she did know, was scary. He had an imposing figure with a voice to match it. He had gone toe to toe with the Captain of the Royal Guard—who admittedly also scared her with her power and dominating personality-—, who repeatedly vouched for his tenacity. He walked around in armor all the time, as if always battle-ready.

But what he had said, the gentleness that she did not know him capable of, it spoke to her. She feared him just a bit less. As she moved to stand behind him, she realized that she trusted him despite her fear.

Because she feared what was in front of her so much more.

A Vulkin and a Pyrope were ahead, looking pale and sickly. Looking desperate.

They turned… and saw her. Their eyes lit up with a hint of hysteria. They approached her slowly.

"Hey there." The Pyrope murmured, voice beckoning. "Fuku, right? Grillby's little girl?"

She nodded on reflex and moved further behind Papyrus.

"Lovely so lovely." The Vulkin said almost unintelligibly.

"Why don't you… stay with us for a bit? Keep us some company."

She shook her head, unable to speak.

"NYEH," Papyrus laughed nervously. "I'VE GOT TO GET HER HOME TO HER FATHER. MAYBE… MAYBE SOME OTHER TIME."

"We weren't talking to you," The Pyrope said rudely.

"Warm…" the Vulkin murmured, eyes still not budging from her figure.

Fuku did not speak.

"Warm!" The Vulkin exclaimed before tackling Papyrus down. The Pyrope moved swiftly passed him, ropes appearing and wrapping around Fuku. He dragged her towards him, chanting out "Hotter, hotter, hotter!"

She squirmed, trying to wiggle free. She was being smothered! She could feel herself extinguishing. Just as black was beginning to fill her vision, she felt magic crackle around her and the ropes loosened. She looked up weakly to see Papyrus standing far in front of her. She could see passed him through the gaps in his bones. He was keeping their attackers back with bones, never hurting them but throwing them far down the hall. They were fast, however, and made up the distance quickly, only to be tossed back again. A long sharp hovered above her, sawing back and forth through the ropes that had her trapped. In the back of her mind, she marveled at his control. Rallying what strength she had left, she wrenched an arm free and grabbed the bone. As soon as she touched it, the magic left it and she could see that the power he saved from freeing her was being used to send them back farther than before. She sawed through the remainder of the ropes herself. Shimmying free of her ropes, she stood and called to Papyrus. He threw another bone at each before picking her up. She felt them fall backward…

... And then they were somewhere else, Papyrus breaking their fall. She felt sick.

"SORRY. I'M STILL NOT GOOD AT THAT YET."

She waved him off but fell to her knees, exhausted. Papyrus immediately scooped her up. "LET'S GET YOU HOME."


A/N: Another one up! Let me know what y'all think!

Until next time friendlies,

Dfsemina