[Alas, the boat doesn't really work like a boat; it's stuck on the guideway, pushed forward so there's no chance of collisions (unless the kraken feels the need to pick a boat up and encourage the passengers).
But calling out his name makes it clear: whoever the kraken's guest is, it's someone who knows him! So he rushes forward, opens the door, and peers in.
Like the cave, Papyrus is rather more glittery than usual; sparkles like crystal sequins all over, a crystaline crown on his head. He's walking on longer, differently shaped legs, and a tail trails after him. Maybe he's... not the same Papyrus they know? Alphys could share theories about alternate universes, if she weren't hanging out in her trailer playing videogames.
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But calling out his name makes it clear: whoever the kraken's guest is, it's someone who knows him! So he rushes forward, opens the door, and peers in.
Like the cave, Papyrus is rather more glittery than usual; sparkles like crystal sequins all over, a crystaline crown on his head. He's walking on longer, differently shaped legs, and a tail trails after him. Maybe he's... not the same Papyrus they know? Alphys could share theories about alternate universes, if she weren't hanging out in her trailer playing videogames.
But he recognizes them, and gasps.]
Oh my god! Is... Is that you, human??