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Published: 2019-05-05 01:45:15 +0000 UTC; Views: 1220; Favourites: 22; Downloads: 2
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Mettaton was certainly feeling it too. He watched Papyrus for just a moment, feeling the hand on his face. That was more than enough evidence for the definitely not shy robot to catch a hint, and he leaned closer once more to kiss the skeleton again – on the mouth this time. It felt like something they both wanted, and Mettaton wasn’t going to pass it up.
Despite having no knowledge or experience, Papyrus subconsciously used his magic like how Sans did when kissing Toriel. He felt like he was melting into the kiss. The feeling was far more intense than what they had felt previously with the handholding. In Papyrus’ soul, it felt like they were meant to be together. Papyrus sure hoped that his wishful thinking would come true.
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After successfully living on the surface for four months and, much to Sans’ surprise, discovering Frisk is actually a magic user, Frisk initiates a reset. But why and to what end?
The story stemmed from the idea: “What if the stick Frisk had wasn’t just a stick?” and the rest is history.
New chapters will be posted each Saturday.
Notes:
This story is a rewritten version of a series of RPs we made between February 2016 and March 2017 wherein Harry Potter lore/universe is worked in, however the events of those books took place many, many, years ago prior to the events of Frisk falling into the Underground. The story deviates off of the true pacifist route to achieve a different ending result.
Rating: T for language and some violent scenes