Why am I here? He's not gonna come, I shoulda' just hung out with Fresh and Blue.
Red thought to himself sitting at the bar waiting for Classic. It had been 2 days since the incident at the grocery store and they had decided to meet today.

"This is stupid he's not gonna be here." He mumbled to himself looking out a window.
"Why'd ya think that?"
Classic asked teleporting onto the bar stool next to him. Red jumped "Where did you come from?" Red growled suprised, he imediantly regreted it seeing Classic taken aback by the sudden hostileness, though he ignored it.
"I have my ways"
Classic replied in his usual mild tone.
"What do you mean you-"

"So why would ya think I wouldn't come?" Classic asked cutting off Red on porpuse to avoid the question, he didn't like explaining to everyone that he can teleport since it takes so long and they usually have a lot of questions.
"I dunno just thinking." Red replied shurgging to try and avoid his question aswell, he's had trust issues ever since his brother started beating him.

   "So, whatcha' wanna eat? I'll pay" Classic asked after a few seconds of awkward silence. "I'll take a hot cat" Red replied glad not to have to pay.
"Kay, you herd em' Grillbs, two hot cats with ketchup."
All of the sudden Red burst out laughing.
"Nice one Classic, but seriously who eats ketchup nowadays? We'll take two hot cats with mustard." Red corrected him still having a goofy grin on his face from what he thought was a joke.

"......hehe no...no ya got me there for a second Red but I know you're just joking, Grillbs ketchup please."

"Umm.... No... Mustard."

"Ketchup!"

"Mustard!"

"How could you like mustard? It's horrible!"

"I could say the same thing about ketchup buddy."

Classic and Red glared at each other in silence for who knows how long while Grillby looked from Red to Classic multiple times before going to make the hot cats without any condiments on them to try to avoid the conflict.
After a few seconds Red sighed and looked Classic in the eye sockets

"guess this means war..."

"hehe, don't think I'd have it any other way, buddy."

          2 Hours Later...

"Um... Grillby? Why are you carrying Sans? And who is that? Why does Sans look like he wants to hurt him?"

Papyrus asked very confused, opening the door to see Grillby carrying Classic and Red on his shoulders they where both trying to scramble to get to each other and attack one another, not magical attacks though, just physical.

"I'm gonna murder you!"

"Not if I kill you first!"

"Mustard!"

"Ketchup!"

Grillby sighed putting the two skeletons down and holding Red back by his hoodie, Papyrus doing the same with Classic as they both grumbled insults to each other.
"There not allowed to come back to Grillby's for a week, I didn't want to have to do this but I had to resort to drastic measures once they started jumping on the other guests tables and attacking each other with condiments and other customers food." Grillby said, slightly annoyed knowing that he had to clean it all up before he goes home.
"apparently this is all about ketchup and, mustard...?"

"Its more than that!!" Classic and Red both yelled at the same time panting, they seemed to finally be out of energy to fight anymore as they both flopped on the couch.

After Papyrus apologised to Grillby for his bother's actions and sent him on his way he turned back to Classic and Red
"So Sans, who is this?"
He asked.
"Oh yeah, Paps this is Red, Red meet my brother Papyrus."
Classic replied introducing the two, Red starred up at Papyrus, his eyes widening as he realised how much he looked like his brother, while Papyrus' eyes lit up at the thought of a new friend. "Hello Red!! I am the Great Papyrus!  It is a pleasure to meet you, do you like puzzles?"  Papyrus asked egarly taking a few steps closer to Red as he scrambled on the couch trying to get away from him.

"Um... Paps maybe you should step back." Classic advised noticing that Red was scared and shaking slightly.
"Nonsense Sans! I am sure that he is-"

"U-um... C-Classic's right I'd rather not you get any- any closer." Red said uneasily, reaching the end of the couch, Classic bit his lip seeing his brothers disappointment.
"Don't worry about it Pap, he's just a bit... Shaken up after that mini war at Grillby's" Classic laughed, trying to ease his brothers disappointment. "Anyways... Red! It's pretty late do you wanna stay for dinner?" He asked Red, realizing the time once he looked at the clock that they hung on the wall next to the pet rock.
"Wait what time is it?!" Red asked or well, practically shouted.
"Almost 8:30."

"O-oh no....."

He's gonna kill me! I was supposed to be there at seven... I had no idea that a war would go down! I can't face him, or well not today...
Red realised thinking about everything his brother would do to him, he didn't want to leave.

"You okay there bud? You seem... Scared..."
Classic said worridly snapping Red out of his thoughts.
"O-oh! Sorry about that, I was just thinking... Maybe.... Can I stay here tonight?"
Red asked looking down, he hated having to ask for someone's help but he just couldn't bare to think about what the boss would do to him if he came home now.
"Oh, well sure if its okay with Pap, you can sleep on the couch tonight if ya want."
Classic said still worried about Red's sudden actions, Papyrus nodded enthusiasticlly
"The Great Papyrus would be delighted to have you over! We can now work on becoming friends!!"
Red nodded grinning, though still feeling a bit uneasy.
He knew he shouldn't judge this Papyrus just because of his brother, and he wasn't planning to.
That didn't mean it would be easy to stop flinching whenever he came near, due to there similarities in appearance.

"Heh, then lets eat, we never got to eat those hot cats anyway"  Classic chuckled beckoning the two towards the kitchen.

"Yeah! There will be mustard right?" Red asked getting up from the couch. "I guess..." Classic grumbled

"But ketchup is much better."

"Why you little!-"

"No fighting! This isn't battle training sillys, It's dinner! Amd the Great Papyrus has made his famous spaghetti!!!"

"Oh gosh... Red I'm sorry in advance."

Hey guys, Firefox here! Could you tell I kinda couldn't think of a title with a pun ot it for awhile? XD I'm not sure if you can fully see it or not (probably not) but it says 'You Better KETCHUP With My Puns of MUSTARD the Courage to Leave' ....yeah ima just show myself out before I get murdered... 😅
Anyway! I personally feel like I didn't capture Papyrus' enthusiastic cinnamon roll characteristic well enough in this chapter, I dunno, sorry of you think the same, I'll try to do better the next chapter that Papy's a big part of. Also there may possibly be another chapter of this out today. MAYBE. The next chapter's gonna be a big one, like this one so it may come out tomorrow, we'll see how much I get done. Anyways I'll see you all next time, Bye Guys! :3