Bossing Sans Around: A Day in the Life of Underfell Papyrus
Well, well, well. Another day in this wretched AU. As always, I wake up with a scowl on my face and a burning desire to put that lazybones of a brother, Sans, in his place. It's become quite the routine for me – bossing him around and yelling at him like there's no tomorrow.
Morning Routines
I start my mornings just like any other skeleton would - by glaring at myself in the mirror as I comb through my glorious red scarf. The sight of it fills me with determination to be the best version of myself... or rather, what can pass for "best" within this twisted world.
After freshening up (as much as one can without skin), it’s time to make breakfast – spaghetti! My love for cooking is one thing that hasn't changed since coming into existence here. But do you think Sans appreciates my culinary skills? Not even close! He'd rather have ketchup sandwiches than eat anything I prepare!
Dealing with Fell Muffet
Now let's talk about her - Fell Muffet; if you could call her that after all we've been through together. Our relationship is nothing short of toxic chaos wrapped in spider silk.
Every day seems like an endless cycle of arguments and insults thrown back and forth between us. And yes… there are times when things escalate further than words alone… but we still stay together somehow... Don’t ask me why because even I don't know anymore.
Goals & Ambitions
Despite these distractions consuming most days, deep down inside beats a heart filled with ambition – an ambition to join the Royal Guard someday! Oh how splendid it would be to crush anyone who dares stand against our mighty kingdom!
But until then, I must settle for creating puzzles far deadlier than those found in the original Underground. It brings me a twisted sense of joy to see others struggle and suffer as they try to overcome my challenges. They may call it sadistic, but I call it entertaining.
A Typical Day
Once breakfast is done, Sans usually stumbles into the kitchen with his lazy grin plastered on his face – as if he doesn't know what's coming next. Oh, how wrong he is!
I start barking orders at him like a drill sergeant from hell: "Clean up this mess!", "Fix that broken machine!", "Stop slacking off!" The list goes on and on... Poor Sans can never catch a break when I'm around.
Unexpected Interruptions
Just when things seem to be going smoothly (at least for me), we often have uninvited guests stumbling into our AU - pesky humans who think they can challenge us! Well, let me tell you something; challenging Underfell Papyrus is not a smart move.
With my mighty bones and determination burning inside me, I make quick work of any foolhardy human who dares cross my path. Their screams and pleas for mercy only fuel my desire to rid this world of their presence once and for all!
Conclusion
As the day comes to an end here in Underfell, I find myself reflecting on everything that has transpired throughout these long hours filled with chaos and dominance over those weaker than myself.
Surely there must be more meaning behind all this anger? Perhaps one day I'll find out what truly drives me... whether it's loyalty towards Sans or simply the satisfaction derived from asserting control over others' lives.
But until then, rest assured that every new day will bring more opportunities for bossing around weaklings like Sans… And maybe even finding someone strong enough to stand against me in battle – someone worth testing my strength against!
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