Deja-chan19

A/N: You bite and don't speak too much. That's really as strange as you get. Enjoy! You followed Watari through the several stations of security in the large building, chewing on your nails as always. L had called you, saying he wanted help on the Kira case. Sure, you were rather strange, but you were practically as smart as him. You could find the smallest of clues and fit many of them together. Like a puzzle, really. As Watari showed you the room, you gave the man a glance. Watari had practically raised you before sending you to Wammy’s House. You didn’t particularly like it there. You watched as he started to walk back down th

    It was yet another 'Party by Penny' as you liked to call it and you were at your good friend's apartment partying it up with everyone just like always. Only thing different is you were now spending the remainder of the evening on the bathroom floor. No, no its not because you had a few too many. It was because your good friend had. "I'm sorry Sheldon...I should never have let you drink those vodka martinis...Penny seems to make them stronger than I thought." Sheldon had his head in his hands with his legs scrunched up as close to him as possible. "Ohhhh...that's alright ______, Amy should have mentioned how strong Penny's drinks are...

Your friend, Papyrus, had invited you over to hang out, for no apparent reason. Sans was out, so you figured Papyrus felt bonely. ...You're going to kick yourself later for that... You two just sat around, watching t.v., playing puzzle games, but when he went to get you something to eat out of his "food museum", he looked flustered. "UM... HUMAN?" "What's up Papyrus?" You asked, lounging lazily on the couch. "I REGRET TO INFORM YOU THAT WE HAVE NO MORE SPAGHETTI." Your head laid back and you let out a groan. "BUT DO NOT WORRY! I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, WILL BE BACK WITH SOME MORE!!!" With that, he left. Leaving you alone in his house. You sigh

You were sitting on the couch at Papyrus' house. He had invited a lot of his friends over. It's almost Christmas and Papyrus was too excited to wait to give you all your presents. You thought it was so cute when the monsters had showed the humans their putting gifts under a tree tradition, not knowing we already do that. You glanced over at the pine tree in the corner, decorated with bones and spaghetti. There were only a few presents under the tree. Maybe five or so. You looked over at the kitchen, where everyone was gathered, talking and laughing. You felt your smile droop. They were out here earlier, but at some point, everyone moved to t

You knew the skeleton had a job (several of them, actually), but this was not the job you were expecting. You walked over to the hotdog stand and your smile grew a little as you caught the pun master's eye. He sat on a stool, probably because he didn't want to stand for too long. You shook your head as you made it to the stand. "Sans, are you kidding me?" You gave him an unamused look. His smile only grew, as he took out a fresh hotdog and began fixing it up for you. "i'll be frank, ___." Oh no, what did you do to deserve this?! "i have more experience in this job than you may assume. i am so good at this job, that not only do i make hotdo

It seemed that lately Sans had been avoiding you. After 3 months of dating, you were scared. What if he didn't like you anymore? Had you done something wrong? When you'd sit down with him on his mattress, he wouldn't sit there for more than a minute before shooting you an uneasy smile and rushing out of the room. When you told Papyrus, he told you not to worry. "Sometimes Sans just gets to where he needs some space." He ended up explaining countless times to you. But this had been going on for a week or so. It didn't seem normal, especially since you've known him for half a year, and nothing like this had happened. One day on a cold winter

Prompt: "I could imagine this song playing in the Hardmode version. Like Sans takes you to Grillby's and there is only enough for one person. So you and him have a friendly spar for it. But he REALLY wants the food. So Sans doesn't hold back, and really tries to throw you off. But the smell of that food... fills you with DETERMINATION." __________________________________________________________________ “So, what’ll ya have?” Sans asked. You looked around, looking for a menu, or at least something that would tell you what they served here, since obviously Sans wasn’t going to help. “Uhh, I’ll take

(A/N: So I really like Undertale. Apologies if anyone is OOC. Advice is welcome.)    ~~~      She blinked her eyes sluggishly, the last bit of sleep escaping her as she awoke. She sat up from her bed and let out a loud yawn accompanied by a stretch. She looked around the room she was stationed in, a hint of a smile making its way onto her lips as she did so. She was in her friend Papyrus' room, as they decided to have a sleepover the previous day. They had initially argued over who would get the (super cool) car bed that he owned. However, instead of arguing for themselves to sleep on the comfortable surface, they had fought for the other

"Human! It's on your left! No, your other left!" Papyrus was emphatically nodding towards a particular spoon laying on the counter as he tried to direct his friend to it. "Is this it?" (Y/N) asked as her hand made contact with the sender wooden handle. Without waiting for confirmation, she picked it up and turned back to where Papyrus's voice was emanating from, spoon held aloft, and the Skeleton had to duck or be struck by it. "Exactly, human! Thank you!" He smiled at her and took the spoon from her hand. "I'm smiling now, even though you can't see it!" What brought on this waving about of spoons and ducking skeletons was Papyrus wanting