Puzzles and Fanfics

by , Sunday July 30, 2017

Papsketti: First Several Chapters


While writing Undertab, a stupid idea happened, which is this story. I don't know if I want to publish it tho, so let me know in the comments.



Papyrus was being Papyrus, which involved being the biggest ham ever and devouring the hell out of spaghetti. Sans was sitting nearby on the couch with his new XBox console Frisk bought him for Christmas, playing Call Of Duty, a state of the art shooter.
Papyrus then ate the entire spaghetti, including the can. He stares at his empty bowl and equally empty 10 cans of Chef Boyardee on the kitchen table.
"SANS! I want more spaghetti!" Papyrus commanded.
Sans didn't give a shit. "go fuk and get it urself, kiddo. im too busy gamin'." 
Papyrus raged and unplugged the tv. "SANS! You haven't moved off the couch all day, you lazy bones! Now go and get me more spagtini!"
Sans shed a tear. "meh 360 trick shot..." He mourned over the lost of his vidya doodle. Papyrus only got even more impatient.
"I want some sketti now, Sans!" 
"why don't you just play progression flayton or whatever the hell its called?" Sans questions getting irritated.
Papyrus gasterblasted his ass out of the window. "nO."
He then left to Grillby's for some true answers.



Papyrus kicked down the door, attracting everyone's attention including Grillbz himself.
"Do any of you nice fuckers know where I can get spaghetti :D?" Papyrus asks loudly.
"Nope." The bar answers in unison before the unfitting saloon music continued. Grillby just blankly glanced at Papyrus before continuing to barkeep.
"GrillBY. I want some spaghetti." Papyrus emphasized.
"We don't serve spaghetti here, dumbass." Grillby tells him. "Besides, pasta is now outlawed in the underground."
"But WHy?" Papyrus shouted sadly and in frustration.
"Don't ask me, fam. I'm just a fire dude that runs a bar." Grillby then gives Papyrus a free drink on the house for his troubles. It was a groovy pineapple mango smoothie that was still cold.
Before Papyrus could question how Grillby could have made it, he had already exited the bar.
At least Papyrus had an idea how to drag out this story longer than two chapters.



Papyrus was putting on his extremely serious battle gear which consisted of his Professor Layton cosplay he wore in the last modern epic he was in ( Undertab ) and even put on war face paint to show how serious he was in this entire spaghetti ordeal. Under his over shirt, his orange shirt had the words Free The Spaghetti on it in black washable Crayola marker.
Sans looked over in his full body cast on the couch and harshly judged him as Paps walked down the stairs. "lame."
Papyrus huffed. "As if YOU have better taste in fashion, Snoos!" 
Frisk happened to be sitting besides Sans and asked, "Where the hell are you going?"
Papyrus then got an idea. "HUMAN! You should come with me to save spaghetti! I'm going to complain to Asgore about this travesty!"
Frisk sighs. "You can literally make it homemade without going to the store."
"Well that wouldn't be as fun!" Papyrus then forcibly grabs Frisk, pretending they agreed to this quest. 
"Let go of me, you prick!" Frisk get thrown on the ground harshly, possibly cracking a few bones in the progress.
"Was I dragging you too hard?" Papyrus questions.
"Dude, you're standing on my neck." Frisk referenced as Daria approves of it from ten light years away. "I didn't ask to be on your ridiculous quest."
Papyrus only gets more furious. "I AM PAPYRUS! IM GOING TO SAVE ALL THE SPAGHETTI!"
Frisk sighs and turns to head back to the Skeleton Base. "Good luck with whatever you're trying to accomplish."
Papyrus scoffs as he continues walking fast in an overly dramatic manner. "Foolish human. Do they not know how treasured the pasta is? Clearly not, otherwise me and many others wouldn't rally for a cause as important as this! I, and the millions of fanghetti will work to bring back the food of the gods!"
A canned audience cheered played in the background, and Papyrus assumed it was a real audience and got happeh.

"You see that, Frisk? People do care about this dilemma!" It then cuts to Frisk holding an ICarly remote and was only using it for sarcastic reasons. This outcome only made Frisk even more annoyed and they walked away even faster now.

Papyrus went on to try pursuing his dream.


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