“papyrus. hey there papyrus. hey there papyrus, i’m- ugh…. nothing feels right!” Dust sits in the corner of a party, eyeing you will repeating the same sentences to himself. You were a Papyrus, so you were narrowly afraid of Dust due to what he did to his Papyrus. What you didn’t know was that he was afraid to.

After standing in the corner for a moment, he sulks to the ground, shaking. What was up with this dude? “I just don’t know paps, what if i do something wrong? what if i hurt them?”