(Disclaimer)

I do not own Undertale or any of it's characters. The only thing I own is the idea to place these characters in this situation. Toby Fox owns the characters seen below.

It was a beautiful day outside. The sun shone brightly, illuminating the clear blue sky. A faint breeze rustled the trees and made the flowers sway back and forth. It was a perfectly peaceful spring afternoon, perfect weather for a game of catch or in Papyrus' case, a drive downtown.

"Nyeh heh heh heh heh! Frisk! Isn't my ride cool," Papyrus asked the human sitting beside him.

Frisk smiled at the tall skeleton. "You're so cool," she said.

"Nyeh! I knew I could count on my cool friend for a cool answer!" Papyrus grinned.

"hey, what's up," a voice sounded beside his car. It was his brother on a bike, but he was somehow going faster than Papyrus' car.

"Brother! How are you doing that," Papyrus asked.

"doing what?"

"You are somehow going faster than my cool car in that tiny bike!"

"huh. well, i'm wheely pushing my bike to the limit," Sans explained, winking his left eye.

"NYEH! WHY," Papyrus shouted.

Frisk quietly giggled at the two skeletons.

Unfortunately, the peaceful nature of the afternoon didn't last long as the scene quickly changed. Instead of driving down a grey road in the outside world, Papyrus now found himself sitting in his house, contemplating the different ways of getting vengeance on the human with Undyne.

"Once I get to the surface I will TRACK THAT PUNK DOWN," Undyne screamed as she stirred a pot of pasta fiercely with a spear.

"Nyeheheh. Yeah. I totally and completely agree with you," Papyrus said awkwardly. "We can track the human," he shouted, not wanting to upset his friend.

Undyne's furious stirring damaged the already broken pot and broke through the pot and into the stovetop. She stared at the stove for a moment. "Um. Oops. Sorry Papyrus."

Papyrus sighed. He was out of spaghetti. That meant he had to partake in the greasy food from Grillby's. He honestly couldn't tell how his brother could stand the stuff.

"Well, I'm sure Alphys can fix your stove," Undyne said as she was walking out. She stopped and turned back towards Papyrus. "Oh! And tell your brother to do his job for once in his life! I caught him asleep again." She walked out of the door.

Papyrus walked to his refrigerator in hopes of finding some pasta he may of hidden, but the containers and empty bag of chips began to swirl. The shapes and colors faded into each other. The scene changed yet again.

This time, Papyrus found himself standing outside. In front of him was a human child, but something was off. Papyrus felt scared, more scared than he ever felt in his life. The child looked so dusty and had a red glint in her eye.

She looked like she could be a murderer, but she was but a child. The child must have strayed from the right path. It was up to the Great Papyrus to set her life right.

He stretched his arms out invitingly. In an instant, she pulled out a knife and cut him down.

His head fell into his outstretched hand. He felt weak. At any moment, he would turn into dust. "W-well, that's not what I expected..." Papyrus felt his body disappear. His head fell to the ground. "But... st-still! I believe in you!"

The child's murderous gaze seemed to soften slightly before once again returning to her previous glare. "You can do a little better! Even if you don't think so!" Papyrus' skull was beginning to crumble. "I... I promise..." With that last statement, everything faded. Darkness clouded his vision until he felt the familiar chill from the cold.

Papyrus jolted awake. He gripped the blankets fiercely, as if someone was going to snatch it away from him. "Just a dream, Papyrus," he muttered to himself. Deciding not to worry about the fading dream, Papyrus smirked and got out of bed. Perhaps today was the day that he would be able to capture a human. Papyrus ran downstairs and begun to cook breakfast for himself and Sans, if he woke up on time.

Papyrus glanced to his brother's door. Fire was seemingly spewing out of Sans' room. A faint blue light could be seen as well.

"Well, that's new," Papyrus noted. He quickly put the lid on the pot he was working with and walked upstairs. He knocked on Sans' door. "Sans! Get up!" Papyrus groaned and knocked again. The blue light seemed to intensify. "Sans! Get out of bed now, Sans!" Papyrus grumbled. The blue light now took the place of the fake flames. A soft whimper could be heard from inside.

"papyrus," his brother muttered from beyond the door.

Papyrus decided that he had enough. He grabbed a key he hid in his boot and unlocked the door. He saw his brother curled in a ball. Although his eye sockets were closed, one still managed to glow a bright blue.

Papyrus sat on Sans' bed and patted the sleeping form of his older brother on the head.

"It's okay. The Great Papyrus is here for you," Papyrus said. It was a rare occasion, but sometimes Sans would get nightmares and Papyrus would have to help him though it.

The light dimmed slightly. "he wouldn't hurt anyone."

Papyrus didn't think Sans knew how much he talked in his sleep, yet Papyrus would always block out his brother's sleep conversations. The last time he listened in, Sans was talking about some science thing that he didn't understand. It made him feel dizzy and confused.

"so why'd you kill him?" The light grew in intensity.

Papyrus jumped slightly. He began to pet his brother again. "The Great Papyrus is here! Do not worry brother!" The light died down. Sans blinked open his eye sockets. White dots became visible.

"oh hey papyrus, why are you on my bed," Sans asked. He tilted his head in confusion.

"Don't 'hey' me, Sans! I came to wake you up! You need to actually work today," Papyrus yelled.

"ok."

Papyrus got up and walked out of Sans' room. The door shut behind him and he heard a snoring sound. "Of course," Papyrus muttered. He walked back to the stove. The noodles had become soggy and the sauce was burnt. This didn't faze Papyrus though. He mixed the noodles and the sauce together in a separate bowl and placed the pots in the sink. He placed two plates of spaghetti on the table. In a flash, he saw his brother sitting in front of him with an empty plate of spaghetti.

"it was great, papyrus," Sans said, holding up the empty plate while smiling.

Papyrus smirked. "I'm glad to hear that Sans!"

"well, isn't it time for work to start," Sans asked, looking at the clock.

Papyrus looked to the clock then to his brother a couple of times. He was correct, but Sans was never at work on-time without Papyrus and now he was reminding him. "Sans, are you feeling alright?"

"yup. "

"Does it have anything to do with your nightmare," Papyrus asked.

The white dots in Sans' eyes faded. "why do you ask?" The dots quickly reappeared.

"Because I am worried about you!"

Sans waved his arm dismissively and was gone. A note was left behind.

"nah. don't worry about me. i just have a lot on my plate. heh.

-sans"

Papyrus growled internally at his brother's pun and walked to his station. Just why was his brother acting so strangely?

Why? Why did the human walk RIGHT past his puzzles? Papyrus finally saw a human and they didn't like puzzles. Now, Papyrus needed to confront the human. Although, everything seemed strange. Papyrus felt a strange sense of deja vu, but this was the first human that he met.

As Papyrus was walking to his ideal battle location, Sans appeared beside him. Papyrus jumped then frowned. "Sans!"

"hey... do you have to fight the human?"

"W-what," Papyrus asked. He was bewildered that Sans asked that question. He knew how much it meant for Papyrus to become a member of the Royal Guard.

"do you have to fight her?"

"Y-yes Sans! I must capture her! She is a human, after all! How else am I supposed to be in the Royal Guard?"

Sans shrugged. "i don't think the job is worth it. this human is bad. she'll kill you if given the chance. please papyrus, don't fight her," Sans pleaded.

"But I must help the human in that case. Who knows? Maybe they slipped somewhere along the way. I, the Great Papyrus will not give up on the human for the human is just misguided," Papyrus exclaimed.

"just... if the human seems like she'll hurt you, please don't stand there and let her." With that statement, Sans was gone again.

Once again, Papyrus found himself in front of the human. This time, however, they had to fight. There were no more puzzles, no shenanigans with his brother. He just needed to have a talk. Although the murderous glint terrified Papyrus, he had to be strong. Perhaps this child was just misguided and needed someone to help her.

Wait… he once again felt a strange sense of deja vu, but why? Certainly, he couldn't have met her before, right? Papyrus shook the thoughts away and faced the girl. She was playing with a knife she held in her hands.

"Halt, human!"

She took a step forward.

Papyrus, while he expected the child to step forward, still wasn't happy about it. "Hey! Quit moving while I'm talking to you! I, the Great Papyrus have some things to say. First, you're a freaking weirdo! Not only do you not like puzzles, but the way you shamble from place to place... the way your hands are always covered in dusty powder. It feels...," Papyrus started to say. How did he want to word the next sentence? He didn't want to scare the girl. "Like your life is going down a dangerous path. However! I, Papyrus, see great potential within you! Everyone can be a good person if they try! And me, I hardly have to try at all!" Papyrus smilled. "Nyeh heh heh heh heh heh!"

Yet again, she took a step forward.

"Hey, quit moving! This is exactly what I am talking about!" Papyrus frowned at the child. She fidgeted with something in her pocket. "Human! I think you are in need of guidance! Someone needs to keep you on the straight and narrow! But worry not. I, Papyrus will gladly be your friend and tutor! I will turn your life right around!"

The human child stepped forward again. Papyrus thought he saw her gaze soften.

"I see you are approaching. Are you offering a hug of acceptance? Wowie! My lessons are already working," Papyrus cheered. Sans would be proven wrong. The human could be persuaded to be good. "I, Papyrus, welcome you with open arms!"

Papyrus held his hands out for an embrace. He hoped that she would drop her weapon and leave. The child pulled out a pair of gloves and put them on her hands. Papyrus' nervousness rose but he still held out his arms. In an instant, he saw the child smirk and lunge at Papyrus. She landed a few blows to his ribcage and head. He felt his body start to crumble. His head fell to his hands. "W-well, that's not what I expected," Papyrus started. Papyrus' body turned into dust, allowing his head to fall to the ground.

"So, do you really think I can be a better person, if I just try," she asked. The child scoffed at him. "You never put up a fight. Your brother put up more of a fight than you. Although, I suppose it doesn't matter. In a matter of moments, you'll turn to dust yet again."

"W-what do you m-mean by that," Papyrus asked. He couldn't see his brother doing anything that required work and he never turned into dust before.

The child was silent.

Papyrus' vision started to fade. He desperately tried to keep himself from turning into dust, but to no avail. He felt his skull begin to crumble and saw his vision turn black.

"My name is Chara and I am the one who comes when someone calls my name," the child explained before all of his senses left him.

So uh... surprise! This is new territory for me and I want to explore it. Anyway, a couple things to note, I will not curse. You know that line at the end of the game. You know that word? Nah. Not typing it. Sorry if it draws away from the experience. From the description, you should know this, but the characters Frisk and Chara will be female in this story because that is how I personally saw them as.

Ships? What ships are in Genocide? Only sunken ships, that's what. People are going to die. (But Pokemonfan67, you may say, Mettaton and Papyrus could work somehow! Papyrus could just have a crush! No. I don't ship it. I'm sorry for those wanting to see love here, but other than fluffy family stuff, you ain't gettin love.( Except for Chara. She is the embodiment of LOVE.)

As with other stories with W. D. Gaster, headcannons(Heh.) are set to fire at all times.

Now that all of this stuff is out of the way, I hope you enjoy it! I did get some help with explaining a scenery from my friend DaBraxMan. He writes Animal Crossing stuff and is very funny. You should check it out!

Anyway, bye guys!