Extra #15: Oh My God, They Were Roommates

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Similar to Extra #14, the following extra also takes place after moving in with Sans/prior to Chapter 50's events!

POV #1: Papyrus


"Finally!" Papyrus exclaims, setting the frame down on the dining table. The picture in it displays his brother, his fiancé(e), and their son, all three pressed together as they smile for the camera. While Sans is stiff in posture, (Y/N) refuses to make eye contact, a sheepish look on their face. Faust is the only one who seems remotely relaxed about the situation, yet all three look happy in their own way. "I thought they'd never listen to me!"

Proud of the picture and its frame, Papyrus poses, an equally prideful 'nyeh!' leaving his teeth. He picks up his phone next, accessing Overnet, and searching for Sans's profile among his friend list. He's reluctant to see whether his brother truly updated his status or not, though he's much more relieved when he sees 'single' changed for 'engaged'. Perhaps it was a trivial subject, but he still felt happy knowing his brother acknowledged the relationship to the extent of sharing the news with others.

He nods, confident. "About time he changed it! Though, I wonder. . ." He searches for (Y/N)'s profile next, an even greater joy taking over when he sees their background picture changed for the very same one he had framed at his dining table. Next, he saves the picture, wanting a digital copy all for himself.

Finally, after years of convincing, he felt his brother seemed happier -- in more ways than one. Even with the stiffness of his posture, it was more than apparent he was comfortable with the people around him, though the same couldn't be said about the situation of having his picture taken that way.


POV #2: Undyne & Alphys (& Mettaton)


"S- So, what do you think?" Alphys asks, meeting Undyne's gaze. There's a sharpness to her stare despite her usual stuttering, her expertise on the subject helping her be that way.

Undyne hums, tapping her lips as she considers the situation, brows furrowing in the process. "I think (Y/N)," she states, nodding. "Sure, they look way meeker than Smiley, but unlike him, they have experience. It'd be unusual for him to be top if he's never been in a relationship before."

The lizard woman gasps, eyes lighting up as her hands turn to fists. "You're right! I- I bet he knows nothing about taking initiative -- At least, th- that's what I think!"

"Then again. . ." The fish woman crosses her arms, looking more concentrated over the discussion as she chews on her lip. "He's around two to three years older than (Y/N), right? And then there's been a few people that either liked him or he liked before he got to know them, so he's not a total newbie in this."

A frustrated Mettaton interrupts the two's conversation as he steps into the kitchen, sighing when he sees neither of them have advanced in helped him with the next catering. "What are you gals even talking about, honestly? I swear I told you to be finished with this an hour ago!"

"We're discussing who's the experienced one -- In, um, (Y/N)'s relationship, I mean!"

The robot's gaze shifts from annoyed to excited as he cheers, joining the pair in their discussion without any permission asked in the first place. "Oh, sweetheart, do I have theory for you! Sit down, you two -- We've got serious topics to discuss."


POV #3: Gerson & Toriel

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