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Keep this; do not take it off in front of anyone you do not know.
You cannot tell anyone about this.
As far as the world needs to know...
You.
Are.
Human.
Those words run through your head at least once a day, You had never seen your mother so serious about anything until that moment…
You ARE human...
You fidget with the small moth-shaped ring on your right hand, keeping everything in line. You huff, blowing hair out of your face, while you look around the small pet shop. Ten more minutes until you can go home. ten more minutes before you can take off the ward.
It's not
painful
to have transfiguration magic on, but its not comfortable!
You had a friend once describe it as “feeling like your stuck in a tight body suit.” They aren't that far off. You chuckle to yourself. You miss your friends. Moving to Ebbot was one of the best and hardest decisions you've made, but the magic energy coming from the mountain was really calming to you since you were not well versed in control. Anything that could stop an outburst was a godsend.
You weren't to keen on destroying another living room.
You glance at the clock again.
Eight minutes.
You sigh, falling onto the counter dramatically, your hands dangling over the edge. You whine into the cold wood pressed against your cheek.
You really can't wait to run your fingers through your fur and take a fat nap…
As you stood there in silence, suddenly a voice came from out of nowhere.
“ARE YOU OK, SMALL HUMAN??!” A loud whisper says close to you.
You pop your head up, yelping in surprise as you hit your head against something hard- presumably the person the voice came from. You swing your hand to your head and look up to see a tall skeleton, What?, holding a gloved hand to his face as well.
The two of you stared at each other in surprise for a few moments. As you were racing through options of damage control in your head, you pause-
the skeleton in front of you just starts to laugh, giving you the biggest and cutest smile. Loud “NEH HEH HEHs” fill the small store.Your shock and embarrassment melt away, and you can't help but join him. The two of you laugh together for a moment before you take a deep breath and look back up at the guest, anxiety flooding back to you.
“I am so sorry, sir- I didn't expe-” you stutter out. “You surprised me- i thought I was alone in here- I-” but before you could finish whatever jumble of words coming from your mouth, the skeleton interrupts you.
“NONSENSE! OF COURSE YOU WOULD HAVE BEEN SURPRISED SO SILLY OF ME!" He slaps his palm against his face.
You breathe a slight sigh of relief… At least he isn't mad at you.
“AFTER ALL, I AM THE GREAT PAPYRUS. MONSTER MASCOT AND CELEBRITY!” He boasts.
You blink blankly at him.
I have no clue who this man is….
You two stand in awkward silence for a moment as the skeleton-
papyrus
looks at you. almost as if he is studying you.
Before you could say anything else, he speaks up again, picking up a small white dog from the floor you hadn't noticed before.
“MY DOG TOBY,” Papyrus stated, holding the dog out to you. The small dog yaps at the mention of his name. “NEEDS A NEW BED- THE OLD ONE... caught on fire..."
“Caught on fire?” You questioned.
“ YEEES?” Papyrus… said? Asked?
“Hoooow?”
“SPONTANEOUS COMBUSTION!” he said, as if that were a completely normal thing to happen.
You have a feeling that's the best answer you're getting out of him.
You point him to the desired aisle; he thanks you and walks to the wall of animal beds. You watched him carry his dog. taking this time to observe Papyrus, while he is distracted.
You squint your eyes, looking at the skeleton. Somethings weird about him... Your soul feels weird around him; you are assuming its him- you were fine before. It almost feels like there's a small magnetic energy trying to pull you closer.
You take a deep breath, taking in some of his magic’s smell.
As a hybrid, like monsters, you can find out a lot of context clues from scents- what mood they are in, what relationship they have with you or others—which is a key part of monster body language and communication.
Which is why his scent is so confusing to you.You can tell hes a boss monster immediately by just how strong it is, but theres a note you have never encountered before-
It smells like home. That's the best way to describe it. Its not a smell persay, but a feeling. Somewhere in the mix of tangerines and warm nutmeg is the smell of home. Whatever it is, its nice. You know your friend has a book about sents and souls. You should borrow it when you get off.
You move on to his clothes instead.
Papyrus was tall- looking to be almost seven feet tall, and along with his scarf, he was wearing some white armor with a pressed white shirt underneath, folded at his forearms- some simple black pants, and- those are some bright red boots. Overall, he looked very attractive-
Maybe, that's why you feel weird- because you like him? No, you have found people attractive before...
Maybe you could ask him to hang out? Not a date- you are much too anxious to ask someone on a date at the first meeting. But maybe he would give you his number? If you could offer him free dog grooming?
You are now required to find out what is up with this guy and why he is messing with you.
As you were thinking of ways to continue interacting- he caught you staring.
You quickly glance away, pretending you are instead very interested in the woodgrain of the counter you stand at. He picks up his bed of choice and walks over to the counter.
“SMALL HUMAN,”
Papyrus slides the bed on the counter, and you scan it, entering the number into the register.
“Tall skeleton,” you say snarkily, attempting to hide your wince at his volume.
Papyrus laughs slightly and smiles down at you as he pulls out his wallet.
“I WOULD LIKE TO ASK... ARE YOU BUSY TONIGHT?” He shakily asked.
You pause, glancing up at him. hands freezing over the credit card, he was handing you...
“BECAUSE! I WOULD LIKE TO INVITE YOU TO HAVE SOME FRIENDSHIP SPAGHETTI WITH ME! And my brother BUT MOSTLY WITH ME!” He looks at you expectantly, a slight orange tinge over his cheekbones.
Oh. Well. That's something…
You think for a moment before finally swiping his card and handing it back…
“Why do you ask?” You say, not meeting his gaze, and you feel your face warming up as well.
Papyrus pauses… eyes shifting side to side cartoonishly before he quickly answers.
“BECAUSE- MY BROTHER NEEDS FRIENDS- ! AND YOU ARE... FRIENDLY?” he says, slightly sweating now.
He's trying to... set you up with- his brother??
Mabe, if you go, you will be able to figure out what the pull is. God thats a stupid idea...
You are doing it.
You don't think he's going to murder you in his car. He doesn't seem to be the type.
“LOVELY! WHEN DO YOU GET OFF?” He excitedly asked.
“Five minutes ago.”
“OH”
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He patently waits for you as you put away your apron and grab your personal items before leading you to his- Really nice, bright red convertible- You never were one for finding cars "sexy,” but stars- That was a sexy car and an expensive car.
It looks modified. It's taller than a normal car, probably because he's such a tall guy. You watch Papyrus as he walks past you, opening the door to the passenger seat. “After you," he says, helping you step up into the heightened vehicle.
Quite the gentleman-
Your ward can stay for a
little
longer, can't it?
This will be fine.