“Comfort me,” Papyrus mumbles against your shoulder. His bones rattle a little, shaking as he rests his eyes on the throne. “I need you.”

Papyrus is the King of the Underground. The lonely skeleton that was one of the only boss monsters to survive the night the human arrived. You always thought with his story, he was powerful —a heroine. The crown is far too heavy for him; he needs you to hold some of the weight.