#eggy rambles

I have a few ones that I have really fleshed out (the names may change):

Maw - Horrortale Sans

Doom - Mafiafell Papyrus

Smoke - Mafiafell Sans

Slick - Underlust Sans (actually sfw I swear)

Pumpkin - Underswap Papyrus

Jack o' lantern (Jack) - Swapfell Papyrus

((I'll add more to this list later))

Madara:

((Oh ho ho, I might have gotten a little carried away with this. Just a short one-shot...))

He’s been trying to catch your attention for months, dropping hints, taking you out on ‘dates’ (though, they weren’t really dates, more just pleasant outings between good friends), bringing you gifts. Everything. Why aren’t you paying attention to him? It’s slightly frustrating... But by this point, he’s decided that subtle flirts that you could take as jokes aren’t the way to go. He has to go big or go home. He just hopes it won’t be the latter...

He arrives at your doorstep with the largest bundle of roses, a giant box of the most expensive chocolates money can buy, and a beautiful necklace he’s sure you will like. 

His knuckles hesitate before knocking on the door. 

What if you don’t want him? What if you’ve been trying to let him down easy this whole time and he’s just been a prick about it? He swallows harshly, well; as much a skeleton can swallow that is. 

He knocks on the door. 

Rocking back and forward on his heels as he immediately regrets his decision. This was a bad idea, he should never have come here. He rubs his face, sighing. Waiting far too long for you to answer the door, grabbing a cigar out of his pocket, preparing to just teleport away before he embarrasses--

“Smoke?”

He drops the cigar out of surprise hearing your voice come from behind him. How dumb was he?! Had to at least make sure you were home first. Idiot. 

“h-hey! sorry, i didn’t know you weren’t home songbird...” 

You smile, that wonderful pure smile he so fell in love with when he first saw you. If only you had known sooner. It’s been a few months. A few painful months at that. 

“What are you doing here, I thought you had work this time of day?” 

He had told you he’s done some... work. But never told you exactly what he does for work exactly. Should really clear that up with you sometime soon... But another time. Give you time to fall for him first. 

“well, i took some time off. i wanted to talk to you about something.” Why the hell is he nervous?! He’s done this before. 

“What’s that?” You cock your head in confusion, taking a few steps towards him. Very much so noticing the fancy chocolates and roses but you refuse to believe those are for you in any way. You know that Smoke is far too out of your league. But that never stopped you from crushing on the bastard. 

“i... i have to be upfront with you songbird. i really like you. in a romantic way. i want to hold your hand, i want to buy you nice things, i want to take you out on fancy dates.” He sighs, holding out his offerings to you. “it’s okay if you don’t like me in the same way, maybe you’ve been dropping hints and i’ve been--”

“I like you too.” 

“what?” 

You both stare at each other, shocked at what you both have said. You with your hands over your mouth and an embarrassed blush covering your cheeks. Did you really just say that?! Smoke smirks, a bright smile pulling at his features. He chuckles, then starts laughing, which only further embarrasses you. He didn’t do this as a prank, right?

“no no songbird, i’m not laughing at you! i just didn’t think you actually... oh whatever, come here.” He gestures for you to come over to him as he hands you the chocolates and pulls you close, nuzzling at the top of your hair.

“So... can I call you my bonefriend now?” You smirk looking up at him. 

Smoke snorts and giggles at the idea, absolutely amused at your bastardization of the once endearing ‘boyfriend’. Finding it even more tickling that you don’t quite see the implications of a ‘bonefriend.’

They would probably both be pretty panicked. The abandoned child would have probably been of some correlation to the brothers’ work. Doom (Papyrus) would immediately recognize that the child once belonged to a family whose father worked for their mafia... Who Doom had recently ‘fired.’ 

Smoke:

Smoke (Sans) would be the compassionate one, waving over the child and taking note of how hungry they look. Offering to buy them some food at a nearby diner. Of course he would make sure the kid actually doesn’t have a home to go back to so he isn’t treating some spoiled brat. 

He’s actually really good with kids, raised Doom (albeit not that well, but he was only 7 while his brother was 4). He takes in the kid and treats them like a member of the family for a bit but his brother forces him to get rid of the poor human.

Eventually Smoke is forced to hand the child over to a good foster home, providing the home with a very generous donation of money to make sure not only that child but the rest of them have a good sustainable life.

Doom:

Doom is very awkward with the child at first, he finds their incessant crying and obvious terror annoying and at some points downright disrespectful. He does pride himself in being terrifying but the child much prefers Smoke which rather offends him.

Eventually Doom offers the child a home cooked meal. Doom is actually a very talented chef, and provides the child one of his favorite meals. Oatmeal with apples in it. From this day he slowly warms up to the human, providing them with more and more things til the point Doom becomes more of a spoiling grandparent than a terrifying uncle. 

But he unfortunately knows that they both have to get rid of the humans as they are both monsters working within a dangerous business that is not suited for a child. He does his research and finds a very nice foster home for the child. It takes a lot of convincing for his brother but they let the child go into a better life. Checking in every couple of months to make sure they’re doing okay. Taking them out for little spoiling outings on special occasions.