The heroic soon-to-be royal guardsman had, needless to say... Hurt himself. Not in actual battle training, per-say, but rather... The kitchen. He had been fooling around with the knives, trying to see how small he could chop uncooked spaghetti strands. And now, there was a chip in the bone on his arm, which hurt quite a bit.

Luckily, he had heard of a healer who was living in Waterfall. Surely, she could fix the problem. And, being resourceful as he was, he had found the house in no time! 

Knock, knock.

He had been stalking this human for quite some time, waiting for them to hear him, or see him, or attack something, or anything. However, they seemed more… Lost than anything. He almost felt like he should help them.

“EXCUSE ME.”

The skeleton steps over the bush he was crouching behind as if it were nothing. He had to help them find their way, it was infuriating to watch! 

It was cold outside today, but the skeleton was far too enthused to mind. Or perhaps his lack of attention to the temperature was more because he had no skin to speak of, rather than his state of mind. Either way, he trod through the snow with a big grin plastered on his face, ready to face the day.

First things first, check the puzzles to make sure they were all ready to work, and nothing is awry. For the first few, everything seems to be in order. Wonderful! However, when he comes to the very first set of spikes, closer to the forest, he pauses. There was a figure standing there, on the other side, and they didn’t look very... Monstery. Skin instead of scales or complete lack thereof, hair instead of spines or fur, eyes that weren’t yellow or glowing... No, that wasn’t very monster-like at all! Puffing out his chest, Papyrus walks to his side of the spikes to address this not-very-monsterly person.

* In all honesty, Flowey thought Sans was a bit of a dope. All he did was sleep all day, right? And he didn’t clean his room, from what Papyrus had told him. Heck, the flower was pretty sure he was asleep right now, at his post!

* Certainly bonehead material.

* Flowey could basically smell the human coming his way. Really, he could, the boy smelled like he had been rooting around in the garbage. He probably was, considering the direction he was coming from in the underground town of Waterfall. 

* Now it was a waiting game. Wait for the human, put a smile on, and get that soul.