Entering your home, you apologized for the mess.
"Sorry, I moved in yesterday, I'm still painting my wall," You scratched the back of your neck apologetically. He shruhged his shoulders, mesmerized by your artwork.
"You wanted an explanation?" You ask amused. He seemed to snap out of his trance and nodded.

Closing the curtains and turning the lights a little brighter, you took your paintbrush out of your bag. He watched you use magic as it grew to it's normal size. You drew an apple in the air and let the magic do the rest.
"But first, treat yourself to an apple!" You smiled. He grinned and started eating the apple.
"Now that's cool," He complimented with his mouth full making you giggle.
"Thanks," you replied, "Hey can you give me a minute? I gotta make a call,"
"Sure,"

Walking into the art room, you pulled out your phone. Clicking on your brothers' contact, you placed the device next to your ear.
"Hi (y/n)! How's living in the NaJ AU been so far?" He asked.
"Eh. A boy in my class knows who I am so it's been great(!)" You said sarcastically.
"Seriously, already?" You heard him facepalm.
"Hey! Not my fault he saw my bracelet!" You countered. Ink chuckled and asked what he wanted.
"Well... As long as I explain to him, he'll keep me a secret,"
"Huh. That's tricky," Your brother got quiet.
"No duh," You grumbled, "Oh god. What if Error already knows this?"
"Then maybe train him? Just in case," Ink suggested. You snapped your fingers.
"I'll make him his own paintbrush and teach him how to use it!" You exclaimed and hung up quickly. When you hung up, Ink Sans chuckled to himself.
"Too sweet for this world,"

Running back to PJ, you smiled brightly.
"PJ! I was just talking with my bro and he reccommended to train you in case something happens!" You exclaimed happily.
"Awesome!" He said, jumping up on to his feet. You giggled and led him to the training room.

"For now I'll teach you how to use a paintbrush and control it's magic, ok?" He nodded. Painting a paintbrush with a black handle instead of a brown one, you let it be created and flop to the floor. PJ picked it up and held it.
"Ok, so think of something you want to create. If it's something alive, like a flower, then think if you want it to be fake it not," You said, painting two bunnies in the air, one fake one real. PJ nodded, closing his eyes and painting a rose, a fake one, and let it drop. He picked it up and put it in your hair. You blushed slightly and smiled.
"Thank you. And that was really good as a first try! Give me a second," You said, picking up the bunny. Walking to the front door, you opened it and put the bunny on the ground. The bunny seemed to wave before hopping away. You smiled and ran back to the training room, where PJ was waiting for you. You smiled at each other and continued training.
"So how do I do that chain thing?" He asked eagerly, making you chuckle.
"Like this," You replied, painting a line around his torso and snapping your fingers.
"You have to focus on what to create when you do that," You explained to him, "Now try it on me,".

Painting a line around you, he closed his eyes and focused. Nothing happened.
"Hmm. Try ignoring everything around you, ok?" You asked. He nodded and closed his mind in deep concentration. You slowly felt the paint materialize into chains. About half way there, they retreated back to paint.
"Ugh, this is harder than it looks," PJ grumbled. You nodded.
"Yeah, took me a while to perfect it too," you said, scratching your the back of your neck. He chuckled and focused one more time, more intently. This time, he succeeded in creating chains, making you smile. You broke through the chains easily though.
"Awe man," PJ whined.
"Listen, the more you practice, the stronger the chains'll get," You reassured him, resting a hand on his shoulder. He grinned sadly and thank you. Checking the time, your eyes widened.
"Wow, the time went by fast!" You exclaimed, surprised.
"Its already six thirty?" He mumbled, "I better get going, here. Bye (y/n)!" He said, handing you the paintbrush and running off.
"Wait! Wanna do this once every week?" You asked. He nodded and ran out the door. You chuckled to yourself  and closed the door.
"Now it's time for some furniture making! Yay(!)" You cheered sarcastically.

*****

Feeling a vibration in your pocket, you put away your abnormally large brush and held out your phone. You glanced at the screen, noticing it said 'Unknown Caller ID'. Clicking the green answer button wearily, you placed the phone next to your ear.
"Hello?"
"Hello (y/n)!" You heard Papyrus' voice through the speaker.
"How did you.. You know what? I'm not even gonna ask, what's up?"
"We we're wondering if you would like to have a sleep over!"
"Oh, sure! Just give me your address and I'll be over there by..." Checking the tine, you continued in with your sentence, "Six-thirty!".

*****

Knocking on a dark oak wood door, you smiled, thinking of the different games you'd play together.
"I'll get it!" You heard a muffled voice from the opposing side if the door. You giggled as Papy happily opened the door.
"Heya kid, ice to see ya, " You heard someone from the couch. Looking there, you saw Sans holding an ice cube in his hand.
"SAAAAANNNNNSSSSS!" Papyrus complained. You laughed at the stupidity of this situation and walked inside. Fresh, Napsa and Alph we're here too.
"What do we do first then?" You asked happily. Papyrus interrupted Alphys, who was going to say something.
"I made spaghetti!"
"Oh brother. Please say it's better than the others'" You mumbled to yourself, having enough of spaghetti for a while. Papyrus happily walked out, carrying five plates, somehow, of spaghetti. Two on each arm and one on his head. Sans chuckled as the plates started to wobble.
"Wish, heheh. Careful there bro," Sans chuckled. You smiled and went over to grab a couple plates off him. He tgabjed you cheerfully and you both gave them out.

Talking with the others, you would've probably have eaten about three quarters of your spaghetti, when you suddenly felt soft vibrations on your wrist. Snapping your head down to your wrist, your expression one of alarm.
'Oh no. Why now!' You thought nervously. You sneakily raised your sleeve up and glanced at which universe it was.
"Undertale again, huh," You mumbled to yourself quietly. You suddenly stood up, and had a determined look in your face.
"I'll be right back guys. I have to go do something," You said and grabbed your backpack, running out the door. Everyone looked at you, confused on why you had to leave so urgently.

When you thought you were deep enough in the forest, you stopped and panted. Quickly grabbing your brush and creating a portal, you jumped straight through into Undertale.
"...or, you idiot! These are the lives if innocent people! Why do you have to hurt then!" You heard a voice. You ran into the direction and saw only Error and Dust. This confused you, as they are all usually always together on these little 'missions". You growled and held your paintbrush.
"(Y/n)! You're finally here!" Ink yelled, glad that you came
"Ink watch out!" You warned, but it was too late.

He was flung into a wall, making him pass out. Your eyes widened and your left eye lit up in a flame. Tightening your grip, you charged an attack at them. They dodged and smirked.

*****

Staggering, you fell over. Your vision blurred, you faintly heard Ink's voice call out to you.

Yours eyes jolted awake, determination coarsing through your veins. You slowly stood up and sent your strongest attack, sending them back to there 'AU'. You leaned on your  brush, Ink helping you stand.
"It always seems to be you to get hurt the most," He mumbled.
"Hey!" You interjected. Ink chuckled lightly and asked if you would be able to treat yourself when you get back to the NaJ AU. You nodded, a little unsure if that was true.