Undyne X Papyrus Novels & Stories

At last, someone picked up and it was a male. "Palm company. Second floor." "Hey, I need you to find a certain teenager whose parents have bought artifacts from us before. I don't know how you can do it but..." Lyne grabbed the phone from him and banged it on the table. "There are other ways to fish her out. One of which is the check you promised her. She'll definitely come back for it. She looks like the kind of kid you can get with prizes." Lyne knew Zeidan was wondering how she could tell but as long as she still has her Wolf, nothing was supposed to surprise him.

Then, taking a seat on the ground, I begin to read. The papers inside the file are old, frayed and yellowed. They are papyrus, something I seldom see in the pack anymore. Then, ever so carefully, o lift up the first piece of frayed paper and hold it near. The penmanship on the papyrus is fading, making it hard to decipher what had been written on it.

Aunt Jules always told me how much I reminded her of her big sister. I placed the picture on the nightstand next to the bed and then I continued to explore the contents of the chest. The next thing I found was a tattered paper scroll. It was old looking and had a weird old, dirty brown colour. I picked it up and it felt grainy against my fingers. "Is that Papyrus!" Zander carefully took the scroll from my hand. "It is. WOW!" He said, he began to examine the scroll more closely. "What is a Papyrus?"

“Did you find out about what happened in the Yorkshire Palace?” Ynes nodded, finally letting her tears trickle down. She then brought out something from her pocket, it looked like a glass brick, yet there were words on top. “What’s this?” Alex asked. “The Divine Dreamcatcher!” Ynes said. “Back when we were still in America, I passed by a flea market, and someone was selling these. Since it wasn’t that expensive, I just bought one for fun. Unexpectedly, it became the greatest device to catch on with the latest Undead news.”

Every one of her senses was enthralled with a soothing calm. “Damn it!” Damon’s voice from beyond the great hall. Pushing the door open, Journee saw him buried in mountainous piles of books and scrolls. She watched him hold up a piece of parchment, comparing it to another material. It is foreign. Something I have not handled in real life. Taking a closer look, she recognised it from her history textbooks. Papyrus! OMG! They have ancient Egyptian texts here?! Excitement shot through her veins as her hands trembled with desire. Briefly, Journee allowed her fingers to trace the outline of the hieroglyphics.