Fanfiction Hell l Alex, Papyrus, Sans & Monte

Monte hadn't expected company that day. The gym was empty and quiet, the trainers off adventuring or doing other things. His cousins were off on their own. He had time to himself for a while until it started getting busy with young trainers arriving. 

He was on one of the tall ladders when the doors suddenly opened and broke the silence he'd been enjoying, nearly startling him off his perch. The pale leader looked over as he adjusted his glasses and twisted until he could actually see who'd entered. It was a trainer with a growlithe and at least two others. A challenger already? 

Not missing a beat he slid down the ladder and started walking over to the group while dusting his hands on his pants. 

"I wasn't expecting challengers today or I would've had the trainers ready," He apologized, glancing over the trio before back to the one that, he assumed, was ready for a battle," Or are you here for something else?"

Oh, there he was! Papyrus was trying to remain cool and calm, but that statement never did fit him. Instead he was actually standing there bouncing up and down, energy overflowing. It was clear he was way too excited for whatever purpose he was here for.

Which was the fanfiction. Papyrus cleared out his throat and waved a finger in the air as he explained. "THERE WAS THIS BEAUTIFUL PIECE OF WORK THAT WAS PLACED ON THE INTERNET ABOUT THIS LOVELY WOMAN AND YOURSELF, AND I, THE GREAT LOVE DOCTOR PAPYRUS, AM HERE TO SEE IF THERE HAS BEEN A MATCH! AFTER ACTUALLY MEETING THE WOMAN, I WAS LIKE WOWIE, I MUST MEET THE MAN AND FULFILL THEIR DESTINY! YOUR DESTINY! NYEH HEH HEH!"

Papyrus took bouncy steps off to the side, making his fingers into a box around the scene as if he was taking a picture. He moved back until he could get both of them in the 'shot', and once he did, there was a satisfied nod from him. "YES. PERFECT! YOU TWO WOULD LOOK WONDERFUL TOGETHER!" The growlithe of his barked in agreement, but given from the dumb look on his face and the drool, he clearly had no idea what his trainer was on about.

When sans had left to accompany Papyrus he hadn't expected to stumble upon his brother reading some raunchy fanfiction that Arceus only knows who wrote it. Sans was lucky enough to catch him in time before he got to the bad bits. Which was actually anything past the love confession. And here he was, walking into the gym late with a cup of coffee from Sawsbucks, about ready to witness something he'd rather not. He caught the tail end of what the white-haired boy had said, but that was enough to go off of.

"sup kiddos." He closed the distance between him and his brother, standing next to the taller teen and then looking at the fanfiction couple. There were certainly some discrepancies between the story and real life. "looks like you've already been introduced to each other, that's good. great start to a healthy relationship; actually meeting the other party. but uh," he looked around, taking an obnoxiously loud sip of his coffee. It already wasn't strong enough to get sans through this. "i'm afraid this isn't where they met, pap. you sure you got the right people?"

Not looking for a relationship? What non-sense! Why would they not be looking for a relationship? It was one of Papyrus' life dreams of finding a life partner. People should feel blessed to find such a soul mate! He wishes someone would find him love like this.

"THEN... WHAT EXACTLY WERE YOU LOOKING FOR?" Maybe he could find some sort of compromise or discover something more. It'd be a step in the right direction. They couldn't possibly be associating just to rid of the wonderful literature. This masterpiece!

Papyrus turned to Sans, ready to retaliate, but stopped in confusion. He was right. This wasn't where they met. Was it possible that these were mere similar copies to the people in the story? "SANS- OKAY THIS ISN'T THE EXACT-BUT- THIS! IS! CLOSE!" Maybe he seemed a bit angry, but he was just trying to comprehend how this was different from his fiction. Papyrus certainly didn't understand the difference between fantasy and fact.