Chapter 15
You ate as much as you could as you listened to Papyrus gush about his puzzles, nodding where it seemed appropriate. Once your stomach was full, and your taste buds broken, you pushed your plate away slightly before hopping off your chair and taking it to the sink. On your way you grabbed Sans plate too, which was empty though you hadn't seen him eat anything. Papyrus suggested watching some tv together, and you bobbed your head. While Toriel had a tv, you two hadn't used it, preferring to sit in front of the fireplace and read. You were curious about what Underground television was like, though it had been on yesterday while you warmed up on the couch you were too scared to be paying any attention.
Walking out of the kitchen with Papyrus you were shocked to see Sans had beaten you to the couch and was already sitting at one side. He was just behind you in the kitchen, and you couldn't help looking over your shoulder at the table then back at Sans. He gave you a sassy wink and you didn't have much time to dwell on it as Papyrus sat down on the other end, leaving the middle for you. A moment of hesitation before you sat down, a bit closer to Sans than the newer skeleton you were fast becoming friends with. The tv clicked on to some loud and energetic show that seemed to revolve around a robot, and you felt Papyrus jump in his seat a bit.
"THAT'S METTATON! THE MOST POPULAR STAR IN THE UNDERGROUND" He informed you, pointing to the flamboyant robot, and you took a second to look at him to see why. A square body with long arms and one wheel, his face was a grouping of screens that could apparently light up into faces. It was very amusing to watch him roll around and dramatically do, whatever is was he was doing. You weren't quite sure, but he seemed to be 'spying' on a cat monster who worked at a burger store. Shrugging you went along with it, deciding it was at least amusing if not informative.
"SO HUMAN, IS THIS VERY DIFFERENT FROM YOUR HUMAN TELEVISION? DON'T YOU WISH YOU COULD HAVE SEEN THIS SHOW ON THE SURFACE?" Papyrus asked after a couple episodes. You giggle and nod, though you didn't really know if that was your actual answer. Sans was snoring beside you, and you leaned into him a bit. His blue sweater made him softer than you expected, and you could feel yourself getting sleepy. The show was good background noise, and you watched as his pink bunny slippers twitched while Sans dreamed.
Suddenly Papyrus jumped up, startling you back to being completely awake. He turned from the tv and faced the couch.
"SANS! THIS IS A HUMAN!" He said, pointing at you with his red mitted hand. Confusion ran through your blood, along with a sliver of apprehension.
"Yeah, so?" Replied Sans, not even opening his eyes. You looked at him startled. How did he have those bony eyelids? Your hands itched to touch them, see if they were bone like the rest of him or something else. Papyrus cut off that train of thoughts quickly.
"WE ARE SUPPOSED TO CAPTURE HUMANS! AND BRING THEM TO UNDYNE SO SHE CAN BRING THEM TO THE KING! WE HAVE TO TAKE THIS HUMAN TO UNDYNE." The tall skeleton exclaimed, flicking his red scarf behind his back and striking a pose. Recalling what had been said about Undyne at the table, none of it sounding nice to you, fear swamped you. Reaching for the skeleton still on the couch you grabbed his hand, trying to calm the rising panic you felt.