You were... not lost persay, but you certainly didn't know how to handle the situation. Pregnant to your ex's child. Fucking wonderful. You brushed some hair out of your face and sighed. Ok, ok. So your suicide was going to be delayed longer- no. Not even that. You couldn't just leave a child alone in this cruel world. Suicide was off the table period. So your next solution was to take care of it. It's not like any monster would do it without trying to kill it first. Except maybe... the damn Skeletons. And that goat. No, not the goat. You didn't trust her all that well. So it was just you and the Skeletons. Sans and Papyrus. With a sigh, you pushed off the blankets and headed downstairs only to be met with an unexpected and unusual sight. "What are you doing?" Papyrus didn't look up from Fifty Shades of Grey. (Never read it, never will, I'm just making assumptions on what I heard) "LEARNING ABOUT HUMAN REPRODUCTION. IT IS VERY LEWD." Papyrus stated bluntly. "an' i'm tryin' ta figure out how ta take care of you an' the baby while it's developing." They were... already in?

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You ate some leftovers while you listened to Sans mutter about the different stages of pregnancy and what was supposed to be done. "she must be one a those humans that don' have many symptoms, boss. based on what i got, she should be a couple weeks along an' gettin' all sick an' shit." Papyrus finally closed the book. "THAT IS GOOD, WE DON'T NEED ANYMORE DIFFICULTIES. NOW, IF YOU HAVE THAT, I THINK I'LL START RESEARCHING HOW TO RAISE A SMALL HUMAN. [Y/N], YOU SHALL ACCOMPANY ME TO THE LIBRABY." You paused, fork midway to your mouth. "UH, AFTER YOU ARE FINISHED." Papyrus went up to do whatever so you had to look to Sans for answers. "What the fuck is a librarby?" Sans snorted and started laughing his metaphorical ass off. "Shut up Sans! It's a legitimate question!" Sans only continued to laugh. What an ass. "IT IS A LIBRARY, BUT SOME LOCAL BRATS SPELLED IT WRONG TO BE LITTLE SHITS." Papyrus replied as he came back down with a black and [F/C] coat and a [F/A] (Favorite Animal) fur hat. There was even a pair of black gloves to match.

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You and Papyrus walked side by side, you donning the clothes he'd brought down. "When did you get these? And how did you know they were my favorite?" Papyrus stopped, making you stop and turn to them. "I actually didn't know they were your favorite. I just picked what I thought would... look nice on you.." There was a slight red tint to his cheekbones and he looked a little uncomfortable. "Are you blushing? Did that seriously get embarrassed saying something as stupid as that?" Papyrus was taken aback by your amused and borderline sassy tone. "Honestly," You started walking again, Papyrus caught up quickly with his long ass legs. "I get that it's kill or be killed and complements like that are rare as hell both down here and on the surface, but own it with pride man. You are a user, remember? Fucking own it. Nobody can do shit to you." Papyrus made a noise akin to a contemplative snort. "WELCOME TO THE LIBRARBY." It seemed your conversation was over. "LET'S GET WHAT WE NEED AND GET THE FUCK OUT BEFORE SOMEONE TRIES SOMETHING STUPID." You sighed, a part of you still wanting to die, but you supposed... Papyrus wasn't so bad.