The underground (a Undertale story)

Snowdin

You begin to walk the cold paths leading to the Snowdin. You shiver, and you're quite nervous. Your tears slip down your bright red cheeks, thinking of Toriel. This isn't the place you thought it would be. You just want to get home, and not deal with this.
You rub your arms, still cold even though your warm, blue and purple sweater is quite warm. It is Summer, but it feels like winter. What a weird place.... You think.
You continue to walk, it seemed like somebody tried to trap you into the path, but there was a corner that you could fit threw. You stare at the distance of the gate somebody tried to make.
You step on a stick, making a loud echo. You begin to feel like you're being watched. As your about to fit threw the gate, somebody sneaks behind you. "You wouldn't want to be rude to your new pal, would you?" The voice asked.
You turn around, and see a skeleton. He had a blue jacket and basket ball shorts that were about a size bigger. He wore slippers, which made him seem lazy on the outside. You try to smile at the skeleton, but you also think he's going to harm you.
"C'mon, shake my hand.." You decide to do what he says.
You shake his hand, but a huge fart noise echoes in your ears. "Heh. The old whoopy-cushion trick. It always works." You begin to laugh at his prank.
"I'm Sans." He introduced himself.
You nod, saying your name. He smiles. "Hey... That's my brother over there... He hates humans." Sans tells you.
"C'mon, hide! Quick!" You hide by a lamp the same size and shape as you.
"SANS! HOW LAZY EVEN ARE YOU??" His brother asked.
"Well, Papyrus.. I have a SKELE-TON to do." Strange laughs come from somewhere like this was a comedy show.
You couldn't help but snicker, too. "SANS, WHERE IS THAT SNICKERING COME FROM??" Papyrus asks, eagerly.
"Well, not a human... Of course." Sans replies.
"AND AS I, THE GREAT THE PAPYRUS, WAS DOING ALL THE HARD WORK, YOU WERE TOO LAZY AND TOOK A LONG NAP ALL THAT NIGHT!" Papyrus shouted.
"I think that's called 'sleeping'."
Papyrus walked away, like it was a dramatic scene.
You walk out from behind the lamp. Sans smile is still on his face, it's like it was glued on there. Did he die with it on? At least he was happy. "That was papyrus, my brother." Said Sans, putting his hands in his pockets.
You continue to walk, but as Sans and Papyrus were talking you decided to peek out, and watch them.
Papyrus turned to you, and turned back to Sans. Sans pretended he didn't know you. But you were okay with that. The brothers kept on facing you, or back to eachother.