While Underground the skeles (UT Sans, UF Sans, UF Papyrus, US Papyrus, and SF Papyrus) are expecting their human crush to show up but they're late. They go to search for them only to find them laying in the snow and nearly frozen to death. What do the skeles do?
++ Sans ++
Classic had been waiting and waiting, and he knows that maybe you just got caught up somewhere. Shit happens, you get stuck or you have to take care of something, and it’s something out of your control. Classic waits patiently until the amount of time you’re taking becomes monstrous. Did something that extreme really happen, or are you just blowing him off at this point? He gets up and goes to look for you, since he feels you wouldn’t abandon him like that for no reason, and sure enough, he sees you laying in the snow, helpless. He hears you softly groan his name, watching you trying to move your numb fingers, and he rushes over to you, scooping you up in his arms and teleporting home right away. He starts running a hot bath and holds your hands, trying to get you to feel anything you possibly can. He gets your clothes off of you and lowers you into the bath, and you wince at the sudden heat against your frozen skin, and he knows it hurts, but you’ve gotta tough through it. You’ll be okay. Classic knows what he’s doing.
It’s a little awkward since you guys aren’t dating and, well, he undressed you, but neither of you really care at the moment. All that matters is trying to save you, because that way, he can formally ask you out with a big smile and a big hug, full of happiness.
++ Sans ++
Red suspected you’d blow him off. Of course you would, who wouldn’t? He uses this as an opportunity to really bash himself down more as he starts heading home. He’s already tried contacting you and with no response, he gets it. You found a better man or decided you had better things to do with your time. On his way home, though, hands in pockets because of the cold, he hears something. He doesn’t know what it is at first, until he can make out a familiar voice calling his name, pleading for help. He can’t see you at first because of the heavy snowfall, but he sees you, and his soul breaks. For a few seconds he stands there, paralyzed, looking at your icy body, and then he snaps back into it, running over and picking you up, teleporting you home. He doesn’t know how to help you, but he starts a fire in the fireplace and changes your clothes into something much warmer, and he wraps you in a cocoon of blankets. You’re going to be okay, sweetheart, you can count on it.
As he changes you, he catches himself staring a little, mostly because of the fact that you two aren’t even dating yet, but you don’t seem to care, and he obviously doesn’t either. All that’s important right now is saving you, since humans with frostbite are never happy. By the time you feel better, he mentions something about your perfect body, and you blush, unsure of what to say. You plan on showing him that body again further into your relationship, except for the fact that it would be on purpose this time.
++ Papyrus ++
Fell thinks it’s rude of you to be late. You two had set up an appropriate time at a nice place, yet you bail on him. Even if you haven’t fully bailed, it’s still immature to be late. After a while of waiting, though, something more comes into mind, and he begins to overthink the situation. There’s no way you possibly could’ve bailed on a date with HIM- who would ever refuse to date Fell? - meaning something worth more emergency must have caught your attention. With that in mind, he goes out and looks for you, texting you and calling you, still getting no response. He stumbles across you by complete accident, looking at you writhing in the cold, and he stares with a stoic expression. Carefully, he walks up to you, bends down, and picks you up in complete silence. Holding you with one arm, he unwraps his scarf with the other and puts it around you to keep you remotely warm for the time being, and he carries you home, already knowing how to warm you up the second you two arrive.
He doesn’t undress you, but rather helps you dry off and wraps you in so many blankets that you can’t even wriggle yourself out. Once you can finally move on your own, he gets some clothes for you and gives it to you and allows you to dress yourself however you please. It’s none of his business to do that for you, because you were okay without it. He ends up kissing you when you’re done changing.
++ Papyrus ++
Like Classic, Honey is a reasonable guy, and the last thing he would assume is that you’d ditch him. He’s known you for a long while, and he trusts that you care about him and trusts you that you’d stay loyal, so he considers everything else. Considering all other possibilities makes him nervous, therefore, he goes out looking for you. When Honey finds you in the snow, so cold that you’re not even shaking anymore, your eyelids dropping and your lips purple, he quickly picks you up and teleports you home. He’ll wrap you in blankets and gets the fireplace ready, he even starts a bath too, and he’s constantly squeezing your hands and feet, asking if you can feel anything. He takes good care of you as you regain feeling, and he lets you cling to him when it becomes painful. Honey can take care of you, and he’s not scared anymore. The second he sees that little smile of yours, he already knows everything will be okay.
You two very easily accustom to each other. When he undresses you to get you into the bath in an attempt to amp your nerves again, you feel comfortable with him seeing your body. He handles you gently and admires every curve, and wishes that this wasn’t the first time he’d see your body. Later on, as you cuddle next to him in your cozy pajamas, Honey jokes around, telling you that a lot of people wouldn’t find it morally correct to undress on the first date. You laugh and you end up kissing him, and you two kiss for a long time.
++ Papyrus ++
Rus assumes that you just had better things to do, but manages to convince himself that it’s something else. He’s freaked out that you wouldn’t show up, let alone respond, and the first thoughts that drive knives through his soul are that you lost interest, no matter how long you two have actually been together. He shakes his head, telling himself that it’s not true, and stands up, leaving, looking for you. He actually gets all the way home first, and then finds you when he retraces his steps. Rus sees you and his soul seemingly breaks, he can’t stand seeing you so lifeless and helpless like that, most of your body buried in fresh snow. He digs you out from underneath and you softly smile at him, and he gets tears in his eyes. He leans down and very softly kisses your cold lips, shuddering from how frozen they are, but he doesn’t care, even if this is your first kiss. He teleports the both of you home and is actually very relaxed. He changes your clothes out and gives you nuzzles and kisses the whole time, and starts up a nice fire, wrapping you in blankets and holding onto you so tight you feel the wind crushed out of you- you have to tell him to let go a little bit once you regain your voice. You’re nursed back to health very quickly, and you two start dating from the second he mentions that first kiss he gave you. When you’re able, you give him a bunch more.