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you remember dying, but how? It hurt, it hurt a lot. Maybe being hit by something? Maybe a truck? Then it hits you. It hurt because something was eating you.
No, not something, someone. Someone was ripping your limbs off using brute strength and a fork, a fork. You can still feel your joints being torn apart, agonizing pain going through your main joints, your knees, elbows, and shoulders.
You can still hear them chewing loudly, it was wet, it was bloody. You open your eyes slowly, that was a miracle in its own right. The pain in you joints dying down into a low throb, replaced with the excruciating pain in your head, your hands itching up to your head to see what happened to it.
You don't remember your head getting hurt in your de— in your accident. Your hands, they're bone, they're bone, why are they bone? They should be skin... or fur... or scale- what were you before you woke up. You were something but what.
You shake away the thoughts, first things first you need to see what's up with your head. Your fingers touching your he-skull bone bone bone not skin why isn't it skin. There's a hole. A hole in your skull.
As your phalanges brush against the hole in your skull a knock rings against the door to your room. Why are you here why does the room look like that it looks kinda like Sa- "Sans Are You Awake In There?" "uhh y-yeah" A tall skeleton bursts flamboyantly into the room, eyelights glancing over your figure quickly, taking in your rattled expression.
"Sans Are You Ok?" The tall- Papyrus he's papyrus you really are in undertale.
As he sends you a questioning glance you panic shoot play dumb play dumb
“who's… sans?"
... crap not that dumb. The orange clad skeleton has a look of panic wash over his face
"I-Is This A Prank sans? If It Is It's Not Funny. You Are sans. I'm Your Brother What Happened, I'm Worried sans."
"i... d-don't know… you I'm s-sorry, where am i?"
When in doubt double down on it. You begin to play with the sleeves on your jacket and you notice your can't see out of one of your eyes, heh well that's worrying. You also notice that you have a stutter. Which you definitely didn't have in your past life. Papyrus sighs at you.
"You Are sans I Am Papyrus We Are Skeleton Brothers That Live Underground You Went Missing A Week Ago And You Suddenly Teleported Into The Living Room With A Gaping Hole In Your Skull. I Tried To Patch It Up The Best I Could."
You glance around the room taking notice of a cane resting against the foot of your bed. Papyrus goes to help you up, handing you your cane. You wobble up, papyrus grasps your shoulder it hurts it hurts you're being torn apart you're back there she's eating you she's eati-
"Sans!" You snap back, his hand is off your shoulder your joint
"sans Are You Okay? You Just Started Panicking What Happened?"
"crap s-sorry pap, I... please j-just d-don't t-touch me th-there"
"oh," his face fall just a little bit before bouncing back up.
"That Is Ok The GREAT Papyrus Shall Refrain From Touching You Brother."
"heh, than…ks man. now where are w…e going?" You stand up, clutching the cane tightly. Papyrus standing by your side ready to catch you if you fall.
"We Shall Go To The Kitchen As We Do Not Know The Last Time You Ate."
"ok… Pap, lead th…e way then" Papyrus then walks down the hallway glancing back to make sure you're still following ok, your joints are stiff and ache as you stand up, and go to walk out slowly hobbling your way to the kitchen with Papyrus stumbling slightly on the steps but managing. As the two of you sit down at the table.
"We're Going To Need To Pick Up Some Healing Foods For You If The Wound Is So Bad That You Lost Your Memory. I Can Only Do So Much With My Healing Magic. We Will Go To The Shopkeep Tomorrow."papyrus says to you seriously.
You nod your head in understanding not feeling the need to push through stutters to get your simple point across.
"One More Thing sans."
"...yeah m..man?" You look up to him confused.
"I Am Simply Wondering Why You Are Not Making Any Of Your Horrible Puns, Not That I Miss Them." Now this, this was something you would never let get out. Your secret love of puns will be taken with you to your grave. That being said, not your previous one.
"i d..don't know w..what you're t...talkin 'bout... I h..ate p..uns. with a b...burnin p..pass..ion man." You lie... you know, like a liar. Papyrus stares at you dumbfounded for a moment before seemingly breaking from his stupor.
"WHAT??!?"
Fin!
First chapter done and out there!! Uhhh I don't know where this story is going but I'll try my best to post as often as I can! I hope y'all enjoyed this!! Adios :3