Chapter Seven: Silent Night

                                    

                                          


                          
                   
                          


                          
        Flowey absorbed the dead human's soul without a problem as Papyrus instilled the bartender with his magic silently.
                          
        "Alright! Asriel is back in the hizzy!" Asriel wagged his tail did a twirl, his arms outstretched.
                          
        "Nice to see you your Highness," said Papyrus sadly.
                          
        "Why are you upset? He's gonna be fine! We already established that he'll wake up and eventually get all his memories back! Literally NOTHING has changed."
                          
        "And what then Flo-Asriel? Where's he gonna go? The world hates Fonts-"
                          
        "Back to the freaking Underground idiot." 
                          
        Oh that's right, monsters don't hate Fonts.
                          
         And that's the hundredth time I've forgotten something important these past few hours.
                          
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         "Sorry, uhh Asriel. I don't know what my problem is tonight-"
                          
        "Don't become a Sans. PLLLLLEEASE don't become a Sans..."
                          
      Papyrus laughed, wiping away his tears. Asriel was right. Feeling sorry for himself wasn't going to solve his issues any faster or get him any answers. They needed to get going.
                          
        "Get his wallet before he wakes up. We might need some money and we can find his address on his ID card."
                          
        Still the same old Flowey I see.
                          
         At least he has legs now, I won't have to have thorns biting into my bones anymore.
                          
         How does he know about Identification cards? I ASSUME that's what he meant...
                          
        "Identification card you mean?"
                          
        "I guess...? Chara just called them ID cards."
                          
        Ah, the child. Asriel may be useful on this trip...too bad he's also another mouth to feed.
                          
         Papyrus pulled the bartender's wallet out of his pocket and shifted through it. No ID.
                          
        "What...the hell?" The barkeep sat up blinking hard.
                          
        "Yeah, 'what the hell' is right! Where's your ID? Humans are SUPPOSE to carry those things at ALL times!" 
                          
      The bartender looked at Asriel, stunned. He'd never seen a monster before, but he knew they weren't suppose to be anywhere but in Mt. Ebott. The little monster looked like he might be a kid...and a kid. "You a goat monster?"
                          
        "I'm a BOSS monster and royalty, so show some respect," said Asriel sticking his nose in the air.
                          
        "*Sniff* *Sniff*"
                          
        "Wha-Papyrus what are you doing?"
                          
        "You look like you smell good."
                          
        "Remember that rule we made when I was a flower? The agreement we made that said you wouldn't smell me? That rule still applies."
                          
        "Mmmm...you smell like fresh laundry!"
                          
        "Stop it."
                          
        Papyrus backed off and got out his FontSearch smiling at Asriel.