You are standing in front of one of Papyrus’ traps…earlier, he snatched you away to try out some of his traps, he seemed proud of his contraption, just wanting to make sure it did what he wanted. It’s the colorful floor trap

“Go ahead, this trap is-”

The trap malfunction

“....FU-”

You two are now in his room, he’s sitting on his bed, mad that the trap he worked so hard on broke