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This honestly has no plot besides GB Papyrus. It’s a hurt comfort and that’s all you really need to know, plot isn’t outstanding work.

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Gaster POV

I rolled my eye lights as my phone went off.  I pulled it out and saw it was one of my assistants, a new person called Macette.  An ice dragon monster, he was incessantly needy and not intelligent enough to stick.  I’m probably going to let him go in a few weeks.  But he was for some reason texting me.  I was honestly tempted to just type a basic ‘Don’t text me.  You’re fired.’  But Asgore wouldn’t be too happy, apparently it’s already a pain to find people that would “get along with you” and “meet your near impossible standards”. Bahh humbug.  I’m just fine working alone but I should honestly see what Macette said.  I looked down at my phone and quickly read the icicle brains text.

 

”Hey Doc, what would happen if I where to ice blast the core if it where to over heat?”

 

You have got to be kidding me.  Surely Asgore will understand if I decided to fire him?  Eh he also doesn’t like it when I fire someone over text.  Something about me appearing “Cold and uncaring, it doesn’t do much to aid your reputation.”  Maybe I wanna be left alone and decently feared?  I huffed annoyed as I finally reached my home and typed out my response as I opened the front door.

 

“Macette, you are an idiot”

”The C.O.R.E is a delicate machine.”

”If you so much as tried som-“

 

I jolted accidentally sending the text as an all to familiar voice shrieked.  I looked around and realized that the sink was running.  Sans ran downstairs with a bucket that looked a fair bit too large.  I immediately grabbed both Sans and the bucket before I spoke.  “Sans, what’s going on?”  Sans blinked before he curled up.  “somethin happened!  i don know what but papyrus suddenly collapsed.   he got a fever ands been screamin’ in pain!  hes been actin off since lunch!”  I blinked before I realized.  “Looks like Papyrus got that flip of a coin.”  Sans blinked before I teleported the both of us to Papyrus’s room.  I removed the now hot rag Sans was trying to use to break Papyrus’s fever.  Sans looked at me confused before I hugged him closer.  “It’s normal in our family.  It affected about 50% percent of our family before everyone passed.  I have it too.  Now Sans, please get the cushions from the closet… and some pain killers.  The extra strength ones.  Maybe the entire bottle.  Also the left overs from yesterday.”  Sans nodded blinking his glowing tears away before he took off.  

I looked towards Papyrus who noticed I was there.  “DA- DAD?  WHY DOES IT HURT?  YOU- YOU J- JUST SAID IT WAS N- NORMAL!”  I nodded as I crawled over to Papyrus and hugged him closely ignoring the heat that was burning off of his bones.  “It is normal, It’s always worse the first time.”  Papyrus hugged me closer as Sans ran in.  “i have blankets why do you need them?”  I nodded as I picked Papyrus up and noticed Papyrus’s cheek bones were sharper and he now had nubs on his skull.  I nearly wanted to cry as Papyrus was shaking in pain.  I smiled before I spoke “We’re spending the night camping in the forest.  Papyrus is going to need it.”  I summoned a spectral hand and pulled my phone out of my back pocket.  Macette had been blowing up my phone.  I quickly typed a response being a “Something has come up, don’t text me.  If you do you’re fired.”  I then opened Asgore’s contact and typed a message.  

“Papyrus is changing.”

”Going to the woods to help.”

”Need tomorrow off.”

 

I quickly replied with way too much.  “I’ll put you on two weeks paid vacation.  I’m sure Sans and Papyrus will absolutely enjoy it, plus Papyrus’s birthday is in a week.”  I smiled at the fact Asgore remembered Papyrus’s birthday.  I smiled down at Papyrus who was reading my messages and smiled.  I summoned several hands and picked everything up already planning how to best build the warmest nest.  Sans followed me out of the house closing the door behind us as we took the shortcut through the town.  Sans blinked as I looked Papyrus’s nubs elongating, they’re approaching three inches which will trigger the faster and painful part.  “why did we take the shortcut?  you never take the shortcut?”  “Well I personally don’t want to risk Papyrus fully shifting in the middle of town.”  Sans nodded as we entered the forest.  A few minutes passed as I carefully watched as Papyrus’s cheek bones sharpened and the nubs slowly crept closer to the three inches.

 

 I sighed in relief as we reached the clearing.  Far enough away from town no one will get hurt.  Yet Sans and I are able to help.  I immediately got to work building a decently large nest and plopped Papyrus into the nest.  I sat down next to Papyrus with Sans cuddling against me as I prepared the pain medication and gave it to Papyrus who happily took it and immediately relaxed as the magical medicine took instantly affect.  “Papyrus, from the nubs-“ “NUBS?”  Papyrus sat up and froze as he felt his skull.  He’s gonna freak out.  I walked over on my knees keeping Sans at my side and grabbed Papyrus’s wrists and pulled it away from his skull.  “Papyrus, breathe.  It’s normal.  I’m going to partially shift.  You are likely going to shift fully in the next few minutes.  It’s going to hurt a lot even with the medicine.”  Sans looked up and Papyrus watched as I reached into my soul and activated my change.  

I jolted as pain ripped though my body, but immediately died down.  I watched my sons as my skull changed as my horns grew and muzzle formed.  I shuddered at the noises as the bones in my legs completely restructured from plantigrade to digigrade and my pinky toe disappeared.  Soon a long prehensile tail appeared behind me.  I slowly opened my eyes as Papyrus looked me over.  I smiled as I flicked my tail.  Sans blinked as he grabbed onto my sweater.  Sans spoke first with little stars in his eyelights.  “dad, could I ever do that?”  I looked at Sans before I signed.  (I can’t speak in this form very well, but it’s unlikely.). Sans looked down before Papyrus shrieked.  I immediately froze as the nubs on Papyrus’s skull began to grow at an alarming rate, his pants ripped to shreds as his new paws struggled to get a hold on the blanket.  I immediately got up and shifted the rest of the way.  Papyrus’s claws dug into fabric as his whip-like tail lashed around as spines erupted from his back and all the way down.  I pushed Sans’s head down so Papyrus wouldn’t accidentally tear his brother to shreds.

Papyrus’s screams quickly changed to howls as his muzzle and horns finished taking form.  His bones hardened to the point diamonds could shatter against his bones.  However his bones still broke and reformed.  Even a pair of wings appeared but the ecto membrane had yet to allow any form of flight.  I ran around my rapidly changing son trying to offer my comfort but it would be dangerous to hug him until he was just growing in size.  Within moments luckily it passed.  I held Papyrus close as the excess magic he had left focused on growing.  Sans walked over and hugged Papyrus.  Minutes passed in a comfortable silence as Papyrus grew from the size of a larger horse to that of a massive tree.  Papyrus looked up at me before he spoke in an unusually quiet voice in the dragonic tongue

“DAD?”  “Yes?”  I replied quietly as I ran my claws carefully down his spine in a comforting manner.  His spines were lowering with each stroke as he calmed.  “HOW LONG WILL I BE LIKE THIS?”  I nodded my head before I spoke.  “An excellent question little star, the part of the family I came from averaged anywhere between six to eighteen hours.  So you’ll likely be changed back by morning.  After that you can shift at any point with just minimal pain.  I’ll make sure you get the best training possible.  But be careful my little star, as great as you are there are many people who would use this to hurt you.”  Papyrus looked at me before he finally fell asleep.  I smiled as I looked my sons over.  One a small bean of a skeleton and the other now a dragon who wouldn’t hurt a fly.  I laid down and used my tail to carry Sans over and used the last of the blankets to cover my sons up so not even the cold would hurt them.

”How could I possibly have been blessed with these two, I certainly couldn’t have done anything to warrant even one of them.”  Gaster smiled before he curled up around his sons before finally falling asleep hours later.

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