Fell Sans and Papyrus

Hmm….? Well well look here.. Seems we got a little human trespassing ... So.. What the fuck do you want ya little asshole? If you're here to fight then I'm game! "he smirks at ya"

"Fell narrows his eyes and squints suspiciously at ya" "Alright, whatever you say little shit". "sighing tiredly and crossing his arms over his chest" "...So what brings you here anyways?" "teasing with a crooked grin at ya"

"He eyes ya skeptically, observin yer little bump" "Tch...Ya fell huh?" "his grin widens in amusement" "Well guess that means ya gotta stick around then""he states matter-o-factly" "You're in Snowdin forest, the town is that way." " "gesturing vaguely behind himself and glancing around lazily before eyeing ya again mischievously" "...Ya gonna owe me for showin ya the way outta here doll. Whaddya say we have a lil fun first..." "Fell smirks and tilts his head to one side, his jacket creaking with the action as he leans closer, stepping closer with intent, hands in pockets and brow arched playfully" "Name's Fell by the way. What's yours sweetheart?"

"Fell glances down eying your hand curiously for a moment before taking it firmly in a quick handshake, his bones feeling smooth and hard against your skin." "Krysta huh? Cute name..." "he says lowly meeting your gaze again with a lazy smirk, hand lingering in yours a moment longer than expected before letting go." "...Yeah whatever, lets get goin already, don't got all day to babysit." "Fell turns to saunter off gesturing for you to follow behind," "Don't wander off now doll, wouldn't wanna get lost again would ya?" "he glances back at you... his red eyelights peering mischievously as he awaits your response"

"Fell glances back at you again with a scoff as you follow along." "Tch, don't flatter yourself, it'll take more than some clumsy human to be a bother." "he waves off your concern with a confident smirk." "Just keep up would ya? Can't have ya wanderin off now can I?" "glancing ahead his eyelights scan the snowy woods lazily as he leads the way, seemingly unfazed by the cold." "...So how'd ya end up taking a tumble down here anyways? Don't see many lost humans in these parts." "he glances over curiously, genuinely wondering how you had managed to find your way underground."

"Fell snickers, clearly finding amusement in your misfortune." “I'll say, pretty fuckin pathetic. Who knew humans could be so clumsy,” "he teases, glancing back with an amused smirk."

"Hearing your curiosity he glances over with a sly grin." "Not many, there's been a human or two that's fallen down here before. Most don't last long though... but none as pathetic as taking a tumble,” "he chuckles, shooting you a sidelong glance."

"Coming to a stop he taps a finger briefly against his jawbone in thought, before turning to face you fully." “So tell me Krysta, what’s your plan now that ya found yerself down here? Gonna try making it out or...” "he steps closer, eyelights traveling over your form in assessment." “did ya have something else in mind?"

"Fell appears thoughtful as you explain your aims, maintaining eye contact as he nods along." "Gotta say, you're awfully optimistic, most humans woulda pissed their pants by now," "he comments with an appreciative once over."

"Tell ya what...I'll show ya around, make sure ya don't get yerself hurt...for a price of course," "he smirks, walking bold circles around you as he speaks." "Whaddya say? I help guide you...and you do some favors for lil ol' me. Deal?" "he stops in front of you once more, extending a hand expectantly as his eyelights peer into yours."

"Or...ya can take yer chances out there on your own. Up to you doll, but I'd take the deal if I were you."

"Fell falters only briefly in his confident facade as you accept his offer, your gentle smile catching him off guard. As your hand meets his own, much larger phalanges, he nearly startles at the contact, unused to such gentle treatment."

"Heh, feisty aren't ya.." "he rumbles, giving your hand a firm but playful shake before releasing it." "Pulling himself together he smirks down at you, suddenly much closer than before as he looms above your smaller figure."

"Alright then, you've got yourself a deal sweetheart. Just try and keep up, wouldn't want ya getting lost now would we?" "With a teasing wink and grin he turns, casually beginning to stroll once more."

"Come on then, I'll show ya around Snowdin."

"Fell glances back at your smile, sockets creasing with faint bewilderment at your cheerful compliance." "Heh, you're a strange one that's for sure..." "he murmurs, mostly to himself."

"Within Snowdin, a perpetual snow falls as monsters go about their business. However, an undercurrent of aggression and distrust lingers between neighbors. Fell's reputation proceeds him, as others quickly avert their gaze or scurry out of his path."

"Noticing your observant stare, Fell shrugs dismissively." "What, never seen a monster town before? Don't let the unfriendly faces bother ya, it's just how things are down here. Life’s rough, you do what you gotta to survive. It's kill or be killed."

"he shrugs, as if it’s only natural before gesturing broadly to a ramshackle shop ahead," “That’s Grillby’s, best place to get a bite. Ignore the stares, they won’t bother ya with me.”

"Within Grillby's, the usual raucous atmosphere hushes as the patrons notice Fell's arrival. The atmosphere is dense and heavy, an almost tangible miasma of aggression and harsh intent." "Fell strides confidently through the maze of tables, heedless of the penetrating stares that track your movements. As others glare with distrust or loom threateningly, prepared for violence, Fell matches their stares without concern."

"Spotting the owner at the counter polishing glasses, Fell leans against the bar, nodding at Grillby in wordless greeting. The flame monster extends a similarly terse nod in return, observing your presence at Fell's side with flickering curiosity."

"Grillbz. The usual, and whatever the lady wants." "Fell rumbles, motioning vaguely to the menu behind the bar." "Put it on my tab..." "Grillby gives a crackling huff but complies, sliding over a simple burger and fries for you without a word."

"Grillby offers a bemused inclination of his head in response to your thanks, unused to such politeness from customers."

"Fell observes you from the corner of his socket, momentarily caught off guard once more by your simple delight. His own meal arrives and he digs in with gusto, one arm propped casually along the bar top."

"Soon, the clamor of hushed conversations resumes as others begin to lose interest in the new arrivals. Fell regards you with a tilt of his head, features creasing into a perplexed yet faintly amused grin at your cheerful demeanor amidst such drear surroundings. As you eat contentedly, Fell eyes you sidelong, almost amused by your apparent obliviousness."

"Heh, yer surely somethin' else. Ain't seen anyone look so cheery chowin' down here before." "he remarks idly, polishing off the last of his burger." "His sockets wander lazily over the hostile patrons, meeting their dark stares with nonchalant challenge. Yet his attention remains centered on you, curious yet wary, as if unsure what to make of your contrasting cheer amidst the dreariness of his world."

"Fell barks a harsh laugh." "Don't get along? Now ain't that an understatement." "He follows your gaze, taking in the distrustful posturing around the bar."

"Down here in the Underground, it's every man, er, monster for 'emself. Resource are scarce, so we're all constantly buttin' heads tryin' to get a leg up. If ya show any weakness, others'll take advantage quick as ya blink."

"His eyelights glow with a steely glint as he eyes the others, marrow-deep familiarity and a wariness bred of experience."

"Respect comes through strength, fear, and brutality alone. Kill or be killed like I said. So ya learn fast to keep your guard up and lookout only for number one." "he says, taking a draw from his bottle of mustard."

"Fell barks a short, harsh laugh at that, meeting your earnest gaze with a mixture of amusement and disbelief."

"Help each other? Down here that's basically askin' to get dusted. Monsters only care about lookin' out fer themselves. We've all gotta do what it takes to survive, and trustin' others'll only getcha killed."

"His eyelights dim as he recalls facing that harsh reality from a young age. With a gruff snort, he crosses his arms challengingly."

"Besides, why should I lift a bone fer anyone else? What's in it fer me? Every monster's my enemy down here."

*Yet for a brief moment, something flickers in his empty sockets as he studies your sincere expression. Your idealism is perplexing, yet almost

"Your idealism is perplexing, yet almost...admirable in its naivete. His gaze hardens as he shakes off that fleeting thought."

"Heh, ya musta had it real easy on the Surface to still believe in all that helpin' hands nonsense. Down here, niceness'll only get ya stepped on. Ain't no room for trust or helpin' hands where every day is a fight."

"Yet your earnest conviction gives him pause. Such naivety would get you dusted in a snap down here. And yet, maybe..." "Fell taps a phalange pensively on the bar, sockets darkening as bitter memories surface."

"Tch, such nonesense. Why ya even care what happens to a buncha strangers, anyway?"

"He huffs softly and looks away, sockets half-lidded."

"Fell holds your gaze for a long moment before grunting derisively."

"Heh, as if it's that simple." "His fingers tap restlessly on the bar as a familiar weariness sinks in." "The Barrier," "he replies gruffly, meeting your eyes with a hard gleam."

"Ain't no one leavin' this hellhole 'til that thing's shattered. It's the only thing keepin' us trapped down here, cut off from the Surface." "His tone grows harsh at the reminder of their entrapment. His sockets darken as whatever grim memories surface. Bone-deep weariness ghosts his features for an instant before he shutters it away."

"Believe me, we've all tried bustin' that thing countless ways. Nothin' works."

"He narrows his sockets, glancing away."

"So we're stuck fightin' over the same meager resources in this shitty cave forever. Ain't no better life waitin' for us."

"Leaning back, he eyes you cautiously."

"Ain't no gettin' past that magical seal without a human Soul. And those are about as rare down here as a friendly face. Then maybe...just maybe..."

"Fell stiffens at your naive proclamation, sockets widening briefly before he hastily masks his reaction, almost wanting to hush you."

"Idiot," "he bites out, tone sharp with dark warning." "You don't even know what does it mean!"

"He levels you with a hard glare, sockets narrowing."

"Givin' up your Soul won't exactly be a fun time, ya know. That Barrier needs a human Soul to break, and a human Soul don't come back once it's used up."

"He leans forward, meeting your earnest gaze with a knowing look." "His bones creak as phalanges curl tightly against the bar. Clearly your recklessness incenses him, yet an undercurrent of something else simmers beneath."

"So unless ya got a deathwish, forget it."

"An odd tightness grips Fell's Soul at your question. His eyelights snuff out as he tears his gaze from yours, clenching his fists until the bar creaks beneath."

"...Tch. What, Ya think I give a shit about some silly human?" "he growls, trying for scorn but landing somewhere more conflicted."

"Handing you over woulda been the smart move. One less Soul walkin' around..."
"His tone quiets, sockets darkening as he seems to debate something internally." "His stare pierces you meaningfully. Beneath his brusque front, something deeper lurks - a complexity and weariness that hints at burdens shouldering him down. Yet he shakes it away, peering at you from the corner of his sockets with a strangely vulnerable look."

"Guess I just changed my mind, alright? Don't go readin' into it more than that."

"A flash of conflict enters Fell's sockets at your gratitude. His scowl deepens, bristling defensively."

"Tch, don't fuckin' thank me. I ain't doin' this for you."

"His eyelights dart to your empty plate before snapping to your determined gaze."

"The hell d'ya mean you're headin' to the Barrier?" "he demands, shoulders tensing." "That's a death wish if I ever heard one. The King'll be crawling all over that place lookin' for human Souls. Your Soul!"

"Without thinking, one hand shoots out to grasp the bars firmly, holding your gaze in an uncharacteristic show of concern."

"Look, I...I ain't gonna drag ya to your grave, got it? So just...fucking stay put." "A complexity simmers beneath the brashness. For all his bluster, he seems... conflicted. As if not wanting your Soul used up, yet knowing no other way to freedom exists."

"Fell's sockets blow wide at your stubborn insistence, leaving him momentarily stunned into silence."

"You... really are a fuckin' idiot, huh?" "he finally rumbles, leaning close to bore into your eyes with a raging maelstrom barely restrained."

"His phalanges tighten painfully around the bar, trembling with barely-checked emotion."

"Asgore don't listen to no human. He'll dust ya on sight. And even if ya somehow got through to his thick fuckin' skull, there IS no other way! The Barrier was built that way for a reason!"

"His protests seem almost desperate now, the faintest flicker of fear entering alongside frustration and anger. As if the thought of you meeting that fate wounds something deep inside him he'd rather keep buried."

"Fuck...you just won't fuckin' quit, will ya?" "he growls, socket twitching restlessly as he regards you through narrowed sockets." "Fell clenches his jaw hard enough to creak, staring daggers at you as if to incinerate you on the spot. But you hold your ground, quietly resolute in your mission."

"Something in him seems to crumble at that, his rage giving way to a weary sort of surrender." "Dammit..." "he growls, glancing away with uneasy unrest.When he meets your eyes again, his sockets are hardened in resolve."

"Fine. But I'm comin' with ya. No way I'm lettin' ya go alone and dust yourself on the first fuckin' froggit."

"Beneath the brusqueness, an edge of desperation lingers. As if beneath the bluster, a kernel of hope glints - a yearning so deeply buried he'd lost sight of it himself, until your ignorant but well-meaning determination stirred it awake once more."

"Holding your fond gaze seems to fluster him, his sockets flaring with alarm and... something else he stifles quickly beneath a scowl."

"Don't look at me like that, ya little freak. I told ya, I ain't doing this for you." "But despite his gruff words, his cheekbones dust with the barest hint of red, his sockets won't quite meet yours, and behind the gruff facade a flicker of something softens the habitual scowl. As if, somewhere beneath the bluster, your gratitude has reached something buried even from himself."

"Averting his sockets to obscure his turbulent emotions, he stomps past you towards the exit." "Well? Are we fuckin' going or what? Let's get this shit over with before I change my mind."

"But he pauses at the doorway, glancing back at you with an unreadable look that's almost vulnerable before he schools it back under a snarl."

"Fell stiffens at the ominous call, his casual demeanor immediately replaced by uneasy tension as he turns to face the crimson-clad tower of bone that is Papyrus. He freezes like a deer caught in headlights at the sound of that familiar snarl."

"Boss! I, uh...was just...that is..." "he stammers, shrinking under his brother's looming glare despite being nearly half his size. His sockets dart between you and Papyrus, panic rising."

"IS THAT A HUMAN?"

"Papyrus regards you coldly with his good socket, sizing you up with a predatory gleam that makes Fell shudder. His brother always did have a way of reducing him to quivering uselessness with just a look - doubly so before a human."

"FINALLY GATHERING YOUR WITS AND DOING YOUR DUTY, BROTHER?" "Papyrus turns his sockets back to Fell, a sinister grin stretching his scarred smile."

"Fell seems torn between stopping you and facing his brother's wrath, frozen in helpless indecision. But Papyrus merely arches a ridged browbone at your extended arm, surprise flitting across his harsh features."

"...WELL. HOW...UNEXPECTEDLY MANNERED FOR A HUMAN." "His grating voice holds none of its earlier malice as he regards you with open curiosity. He arches a bone brow ridge at your fearlessness, unused to such courtesy from prey. His sockets narrow quizzically as he sizes you up."

"He knows all too well his brother's merciless nature - if his reputation among the monsters is anything to go by. Yet here you stand, dangerously oblivious."

"O-oi Boss! T-the girl's harmless, see? We were just havin' a... chat" "Fell offers weakly, mustering a crooked grin. His nerves are shot, but he'll be damned if he lets any harm come to you while he's around." "FELL, IS THIS THE REASON FOR YOUR DELAY?"

"Fell starts, flustered." "I, uh, i was just escorting the human outta grillbz, boss, cuz -"

"SILENCE, FOOL." "Papyrus cuts him off, still staring at you assessingly."

"Fell's sockets widen in horror and confusion - did you honestly just call out his merciless brother's behavior? Does self-preservation mean nothing to humans?! Yet Papyrus merely laughs - a bone-chilling sound like steel grating over stone."

"NOT NICE, YOU SAY? IN THIS WORLD, IS KILL OR BE KILLED, HUMAN." "He leans down, meeting your gaze with one socket aglow."

"I ADMIRE YOUR FEISTY SPIRIT, HUMAN. NOT MANY WOULD CONFRONT ME SO BOLDLY." "His gaze lasers between you and Fell, grin spreading."

"HOWEVER, MY BROTHER'S WELLBEING IS OF NO CONCERN TO YOU. Capturing humans is OUR duty." "But despite his harsh words, his stance relaxes ever so slightly. He peers down at you thoughtfully for a long moment before turning back to his cowering brother." "I MUST SAY... I AM SURPRISED BY HIS...UNCHARACTERISTICALLY MERCIFUL HANDLING OF YOUR CAPTURE."

"Fell grunts and gestures hastily for you to shut it, eyeing Papyrus fearfully."

But Papyrus merely chuckles darkly. "NO, HE DID NOT. AND WHY IS THAT, BROTHER?"

"Sweat beads on Fell's skull as he struggles to answer." "I-I was, uh, just about t-to Boss, honest! B-but the girl seemed h-harmless enough, so i t-thought-"

"ENOUGH EXCUSES. YOU KNOW OUR LAWS." "Papyrus' sinister smile drops as he glares down at Fell threateningly."

"WAIT, PLEASE!" "You blurt out before thinking, grabbing their joint attention." "It's my fault, I distracted him. Don't blame F