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Based on DalekFell 's story here: Friendly Dragons and Where to Find ThemThe snow had been heavily falling from the skies for what seemed like aeons. It brought with it a crisp bitter wind that could chill even a monster with the warmest of clothes to the bones. Unfortunately, for a small skeleton monster such a Papyrus, it had no trouble reaching his delicate bones through the scarce clothing he wore.
Despite the harsh cold and endless darkness that had filled the cavern, the young monster sat alone in the fields of ice that stretched through the Snowdin forests. Although he did not feel the cold due to his lack of skin and muscle, he still shivered. The Underground was a dark and cruel place, and not only in the midst of the midwinter snows. If the elements did not kill him, there was still the chance of being dusted by his fellow monsters for a measly few points of EXP.
Papyrus hated the short days of winter when all he had for company were the whispers of the wind, and the creaking of ancient pines, perhaps even more than the freezing nights when the sn

I've been looking forward to this story so much omg-

Description
Based on DalekFell 's story here: Friendly Dragons and Where to Find ThemThe snow had been heavily falling from the skies for what seemed like aeons. It brought with it a crisp bitter wind that could chill even a monster with the warmest of clothes to the bones. Unfortunately, for a small skeleton monster such a Papyrus, it had no trouble reaching his delicate bones through the scarce clothing he wore.
Despite the harsh cold and endless darkness that had filled the cavern, the young monster sat alone in the fields of ice that stretched through the Snowdin forests. Although he did not feel the cold due to his lack of skin and muscle, he still shivered. The Underground was a dark and cruel place, and not only in the midst of the midwinter snows. If the elements did not kill him, there was still the chance of being dusted by his fellow monsters for a measly few points of EXP.
Papyrus hated the short days of winter when all he had for company were the whispers of the wind, and the creaking of ancient pines, perhaps even more than the freezing nights when the sn

I've been looking forward to this story so much omg-