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A small crashing sound echoes through the rooms as Papyrus hides behind Sans and Sarah, the pair looking at the creature before them in the darkened room.

“W-w-what is it Sans? What is it?!”

The grey cat in front of them gives a meow.

Sans lets out a frustrated sigh, Sarah quietly snickering to herself. “It’s a freaking cat, boss, okay? It’s a cat!”

“Why does it make that sound?”

Sans rolls his eyes, glaring at his brother. “I dunno, why do you sound like you swallowed a cheese grater!?”

“Because I had tonsillitis a child!” Papyrus snaps, crossing his arms. “You know that! You were there!”

Sarah blinks, raising a brow as she glances to the tall skeleton.

How does a skeleton get tonsillitis?

“WHATEVER!”

Sarah rolls her eyes, looking back to the grey cat with a torn ear. “So... what do you want us to do with it?”

Papyrus thinks. “Hmm...”

Sans facepalms. “LOOK, IT’S THREE IN THE FUCKING MORNING, BOSS! DO YOU WANT ME TO GET RID OF IT OR WHAT!?”

“NO!” Papyrus snaps. “A creature cunning enough to stealthily get past our impenetrable defenses... could prove useful...”

“I don’t fucking believe this.” Sarah giggles, trying to contain her laughter.

Papyrus looks to her, confused. “What?”

“You want a pet!” Sarah bursts out laughing.

Papyrus’s anger grows as Sans joins in the laughter. “And here I thought the Great and Terrible Papyrus, HATED fuzzy-wuzzy little cute things!”

“ITS NOT CUTE SANS!” Papyrus snarls, Sans’s and Sarah’s laughter quickly stopping. “DON’T YOU EVER, EVER SAY THAT AGAIN!” He points to the cat. “I mean, look at its fangs! It’s CLEARLY a beast!”

The cat blinks its yellow eyes, meowing once again.

Sarah snickers “Awe, so beastly!~”

Sans laughs. “Completely!”

“Saaaaans! Humaaaaan!” Papyrus pulls out a bone sword, aiming it Sans and Sarah.

Sans rolls his eyes. “Alright, alright! It’s a beast, okay?”

“Geez Boss, calm down!” Sarah sighs, Papyrus putting the sword away.

The blonde studies the cat for a moment. “So, uh, what are we gonna name it?”

“I, shall name it, Doomfanger!” Papyrus states, picking the cat up. The cat meows, making Papyrus squeal a bit. “It likes that name, doesn’t it??”

Sans shrugs. “Yeah, sure why not.”

Papyrus smirks. “Excellent! Then from this day forward, you shall be known as...” He holds the cat up high. “DOOMFANGER! THE BEAST WITH A DEADLY BITE! And you shall... serve... eh... uh, well, I... I haven’t quite figured out... what you’ll do, yet, but I know that you will strike mortal terror into the hearts of my enemies!”

Sans rolls his eyes as Papyrus starts cooing over the cat. He grabs Sarah’s wrist, pulling her back up the stairs.

They both needed some sleep after that weird incident.