(Made for a friend, mostly)

You had been invited over for dinner at the skeleton brother’s house. Once entering papyrus greeted you with a little bit too much enthusiasm and excitement before briefly explaining that sans wasn’t home before he practically pulled you towards the dinner table and sat you down.

after what felt like a millisecond he comes out of the kitchen with a huge pot of what you assume, and is, just plane spaghetti. “It’s my personal recipe!!” He exclaimed with a huge boney grin before serving you a big portion.