Please Don't Reset

The Date

Before I knew it, Papyrus was spinning me around. "THANK YOU, HUMAN!" Sans walked over with a relieved look on his face. "Hey, bro." Papyrus stopped and put me down. "SANS, I HAVE DECIDED TO SPARE THE HUMAN!" Wait, spare me? Sans just shrugged. "Cool." Papyrus turned to me. "HUMAN, WOULD YOU CARE FOR A DATE?" I froze. I felt my face heat up. "Excuse me?" Papyrus cocked his head. "A DATE. HAVE YOU NOT HEARD OF IT?" I nodded. "I have." He smiled. "GOOD! IT'S SETTLED! WE SHALL GO ON A DATE! PICK ME UP AT MY HOUSE." With that, he walked off. I stood there, pretty damn confused. Sans walked up beside me. "Going on a date with my cool bro? You're one lucky girl." I turned to him. "How am I supposed to find his house?" He closed his eyes and let out a small chuckle. "We live together. I'll show you." We both began walking in the direction Papyrus went. I looked around at the people walking by. There was a bunny woman with a baby bunny on a leash. "That's strange." I said. Sans looked in the direction I was looking in. "What? The bunny?" I nodded. "That would be like a human having a baby human on a leash. Well, actually, some people do keep there kids on a leash." Sans snickered. "Guess the bunny doesn't carrot all, just like some of you humans." I giggled at his pun.
A few minutes of walking in silence, we made it to a small house. There were two mailboxes out front. The one labeled Sans was overflowing with letters. The other one labeled Papyrus hung open completely empty, except for the cobweb in it. Poor Papyrus. "Why do you have so many letters?" I found myself asking. Sans looked over to the mailbox. "Those are just from Grillby's. I need to pay my tab." I held back my small laughter. I've never heard of a bar sending you letters to pay your tab.
We made it to the front door. Sans looked at me. "Well, good luck. I'll be in my room." He disappeared again. I don't think I'll ever get used to that. I took a deep breath and knocked on the door. I heard the sound of crashing pans from inside, then I heard Papyrus. "I'M COMING!" A few moments later, the door swung open. There stood Papyrus, covered in spaghetti. His grin widened. "HUMAN!" I snickered and smiled. "You can call me Raine, Papyrus." His face lit up. "RAINE? ALRIGHTY! THE GREAT PAPYRUS SHALL CALL YOU RAINE FROM NOW ON!" He stepped to the side. "COME IN AND SIT ON THE COUCH WHILE I GET CLEANED UP!" I walked by him into his home. It was actually pretty cozy. I looked around the room. Papyrus shut the door behind me and went into the bathroom. I looked over to the television and noticed a sock on the floor next to it, covered in sticky notes.
I knelt down so I could read them.

"SANS! PLEASE PICK UP YOUR SOCK!"
"Ok."
"DON'T PUT IT BACK DOWN! MOVE IT!"
"Ok."
"YOU MOVED IT TWO INCHES! MOVE IT TO YOUR ROOM!"
"Ok."
"AND DON'T BRING IT BACK!"
"Ok."
"IT'S STILL HERE!"
"Didn't you say not to bring it back to my room?"
"FORGET IT!"

I couldn't help but laugh at the sticky notes. I stood back up when I heard the bathroom door swing open. "HUMAN!" Papyrus stopped. "ER, RAINE! ARE YOU READY FOR OUR DATE, OR WOULD YOU CARE TO LOOK AROUND?" The house was rather small, but it would be nice to look around. "Can you show me around?" Papyrus visibly tensed up, but nodded. "BUT OF COURSE!" He walked over to me and put his arm around my shoulder. "LET ME GIVE YOU THE GRAND TOUR OF THE HOUSE OF THE GREAT PAPYRUS!" He led me over to the kitchen. "THIS IS MY FOOD MUSEUM." I held back a giggle. What an excellent name for a kitchen. He walked me over to the trash can. "THIS IS THE TRASH CAN. FEEL FREE TO VISIT IT AT ANY TIME." He walked me over to the sock. "THAT'S MY LAZY BROTHERS SOCK." I heard the faint sound of a trombone playing upstairs. Papyrus began to shout. "STOP WITH THE UNNECESSARY MUSIC!" I could hear Sans laugh upstairs. Papyrus grabbed the television remote off the tv and turned it on. "THIS IS MY FAVORITE SHOW!" It went to commercial. "We will be right back to Cooking With A Sexy Robot." The letters MTT were displayed on the screen. Papyrus spoke up once more. "IT'S NORMALLY BETTER THAN THIS, PLEASE DON'T JUDGE ME." I smiled up at him. "I would never." He tensed up once more. "YES, WELL.. ARE YOU READY TO GO INTO MY ROOM AND DO WHATEVER PEOPLE DO WHEN THEY'RE ON DATES?" This time, I tensed up. My face turned a deep red, and I could hear Sans hysterically laughing upstairs. "Sure, Papyrus." I said, nervously. Papyrus grabbed my hand and sprinted upstairs. I had to be quick, since he was much taller than I was. We got to his bedroom door. There were little markings on the doorframe. It stopped at the top. 6 foot, seven inches. I reached the 5 foot, two inch mark. Papyrus let go of my hand and opened the door. We went in and he closed the door. "SO, RAINE! THIS IS MY FIRST DATE, BUT FEAR NOT! I PICKED UP A BOOK ABOUT DATING AT THE LIBRARY!" He grabbed a book off his table. "STEP ONE, GET WELL ACQUAINTED WITH THE PERSON YOU PLAN ON ASKING OUT." He looked at me. "ARE WE FRIENDS?" I nodded. "Of course!" His smile grew a bit and he went back to the book. "STEP ONE, COMPLETE! STEP TWO, ASK THE PERSON ON A DATE." He looked at me again. "RAINE, WOULD YOU LIKE TO GO ON A DATE WITH THE GREAT PAPYRUS?" I smiled. He was adorable. I nodded. He looked back at his book. "STEP TWO, COMPLETE! STEP THREE, DRESS IN NICE CLOTHES TO SHOW THE PERSON YOU CARE." He looked back at me again. "IT'S A GOOD THING I KEEP MY GOOD CLOTHES UNDER MY BATTLE BODY!" He began removing some clothes. I stood there, frozen. What is he doing? What is he doing? I closed my eyes once I snapped back into reality. A few moments later, I heard his voice again. "RAINE?" I opened my eyes to see Papyrus in new clothes. His shoulders had a basketball print on them, his shirt said Cool Dude, and he had a red baseball cap on sideways. I smiled at him, which caused his face to brighten. "ALTHOUGH THIS IS MY FIRST DATE, I WILL BEAT YOU! NOBODY CAN OUTDATE THE GREAT PAPYRUS!" He placed his hands on his hips in a pose. He thought this was a competition? He looked smug. "SO, RAINE, WHAT DO YOU THINK OF MY CLOTHES?" I smiled. "I love them! You look like a really cool dude." His eyes widened. "A GENUINE COMPLEMENT? NO! YOU'RE BETTER AT THIS THAN I THOUGHT!" I giggled a bit. He grabbed his hat. "NOT BETTER THAN ME!" He lifted his hat to reveal a present. "THIS IS FOR YOU!" He took it off his head and handed it to me. "A gift?" He nodded. I tore the wrapping paper off, revealing a small plastic container labeled spaghetti. I smiled and opened it. A fork was placed neatly on top of the pasta. "THIS PASTA WAS AGED TO PERFECTION, THEN COOKED BY YOURS TRULY! THE SAUCE WAS ALSO HAND CRAFTED BY ME, UNDERGROUNDS GREATEST CHEF!" I picked up the fork and spun a little pasta onto it.
I took a bite, and instantly I regretted it. The taste was unbearable. I couldn't describe it. I didn't want to insult Papyrus, so I swallowed and smiled. "It's the best pasta I've ever had!" His face lit up. "WOWIE! WAIT, ANOTHER COMPLIMENT? NO!" He froze. "WAIT." I cocked my head. "Hm?" He thought for a moment. "STEP THREE SAID TO WEAR NICE CLOTHES TO SHOW THE PERSON YOU CARE." I nodded. He looked at me, eyes squinted. "YOU'RE WEARING CLOTHES." I looked at him, rather confused. Of course I'm wearing clothes. "YOU WERE WEARING CLOTHES WHEN WE FIRST MET AS WELL!" I nodded. "Indeed I was." He thought again for a moment, before looking back at me in shock. "YOU'VE ALWAYS BEEN INTO ME, HAVEN'T YOU?" I felt my face heat up again. I wasn't into the skeleton, but he did need the boost. If I say yes, what if he wants to keep dating? Maybe I can boost his confidence and find a way out of anything else. I nodded. "Yes." Shock covered his face. "I KNEW IT! YOU'RE IN LOVE WITH ME!" Oh no. I couldn't budge. I saw a glimpse of sweat begin to fall from his forehead. "WELL, I SUPPOSE I SHOULD TELL YOU MY FEELINGS AS WELL." I gulped. Oh shit. He looked around, then back to me. "IS IT HOT IN HERE, OR IS IT JUST ME?" He seemed nervous, but I'm not sure why. He sighed. "I SUPPOSE THERE IS NO WAY AROUND THIS." He looked defeated, almost. He let out another sigh. "I DO NOT LIKE YOU LIKE THAT. I'M SORRY, RAINE. I FIGURED IF WE WENT ON A DATE, THE FEELINGS WOULD SPARK. I WAS WRONG. I HOPE YOU CAN FORGIVE ME. IT WOULD BE A TRAGEDY TO LOSE YOUR FRIENDSHIP." Oh thank god. I felt relief wash over me. I smiled sweetly at him. "Don't worry about it, Papyrus." He smiled. "WONDERFUL! DON'T WORRY, AS YOUR FRIEND I WILK HELP YOU GET THROUGH THIS! YOU'LL FIND SOMEONE AS AMAZING AS ME!" He paused. "WELL, PROBABLY NOT. I WILL HELP YOU GET SECOND BEST!" I smiled. "Thanks, Papyrus. He outstretched his arms. "COME HERE." I walked over and hugged him. We exited his room. I looked over at the door next to his. It had markings on the doorframe as well. 5 feet, 0 inches. Papyrus knocked on the door. "SANS! OUR DATE IS OVER!" I could hear snoring from the other side of the door. Papyrus slammed his fist on the door. "LAZY BONES!" I heard Sans speak up. "Sorry, bro. I'm just bone tired." I laughed and Papyrus screamed. "SANS! OUT OF ALL THE THINGS TO CARRY ON FROM YOUR CHILDHOOD, YOU CHOSE THIS!" I heard snoring again. Papyrus just groaned and walked away from his brothers door. "WOULD YOU LIKE TO STAY FOR DINNER? WE'RE HAVING SPAGHETTI!" Without thinking, I nodded. Papyrus smiled and he ran downstairs and into the kitchen. I stood there for a moment. Shit, now I have to eat more of his pasta.