He thought it to be so spectacular that if he showed it to Undyne, she'd just have to let him into the Royal Guard. In fact, at some point he even managed to create his own signature Special Attack. Unsurprisingly, this notion only fueled his avidity, motivating him to continue his own training. Obviously, Undyne must've seen that The Great Papyrus' prowess was already so overwhelming, that not even she could be of any assistance to his supreme potential. Perhaps due to a combination of his naivety and hubris, he was still more than happy to have received this opportunity. Instead, she had somehow coerced him into taking cooking lessons from her. But they wouldn't exactly be training as he would've imagined. And believe it or not, she actually agreed to become his mentor. It was quite a piteous display, which was what might've aroused her to finally answer his pleas. For the entire time, he did nothing but scream and beg for her to take him under her wing. Thusly, he proceeded to request that she train him.By standing outside of her house for a whole day and night until she'd eventually give him a response. And he only knew of one person that he believed to be capable of giving him a true challenge, the Captain of the Royal Guard herself, "Undyne The Undying." By his own optimistic perception, it was undoubtedly because he needed to increase the rigor of his training. The closest he ever came to realizing he wasn't getting anywhere was when he felt that his body was becoming rusty. In all honesty, Papyrus was making no real progress, but he somehow had the stubborn belief within his head that he was. All he knew was flailing about and exclaiming his war-cry, which was much more akin to the sounds of a pained goose.
Unfortunately however, "training" was a bit of an overstatement, as he was actually quite the pathetic warrior. For the years of his childhood through the sprouting ages of his young adolescence, he trained everyday so that he could fulfill his dreams. Hence why for as long as he lived, he'd never halt in his attempts to join the Royal Guard. All of this and more was what the young Papyrus desired, total admiration and respect from all those lucky enough to lay eyes upon him. They received so much love and attention, while basking in the glory of their righteous duties. From the moment he had learned of their role within the Underground, all that he wanted was to be apart of their ranks. Ever since Papyrus was but a small child, it seemed as though he had always had quite the boisterous fascination with the Royal Guard.
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