![]() “What if you do though!” He felt smaller, and smaller. “What if that’s not true?” Papyrus blurted. I’m always gonna wanna spend time with you.” ![]() “Again, I want to spend time with you,” he repeated, softer. “Really, we don’t have to…” he mumbled, but Sans was already shaking his head. Papyrus shuffled his foot along the ground. He’s just… Y’know.” He looked like he wanted to say something else about that particular topic.īut Papyrus didn’t quite feel like asking. “I want to, yeah? And… Don’t worry about what’s going on with Dad. …Why did Sans look suddenly worried? Why…? And! That’s fine! I don’t, want to, get in the way, o-or, anything! So if you don’t… Want to…” “Wouldn’t you rather spend time with Dad? ‘Cause, you two are always together. “W-well, it’s just, that! I mean…” He felt very, very small. It always was with Sans! “Is… That okay?” ![]() “Now that I’m free, y’wanna do something together?” “What! No I don’t!” Papyrus squinted in confusion. “Good, I guess.” He tilted his head, slightly. “Um, yes!! I’m alright! How was! Things?” In no time at all, Sans saw him, giving him a wave! “Hey bro,” he said with his usual full smile, all uncaring and casual and not worried. It felt! Pretty stifling, actually! But that was okay! He willed said chest and Soul to calm, and he was down the stairs in no time! He quickly scrubbed them into his sleeve, and threw back the covers, and vaulted out of bed and into the hallway. His eyes felt crusty and weird and droopy. ← Previous Work Part 5 of I'd Sell My Own Bones For Sapphire Stones (Because Blue's Your Favorite Color) Next Work → Stats: Published: Updated: Words: 8,864 Chapters: 7/? Comments: 85 Kudos: 329 Bookmarks: 28 Hits: 3,933īut, when he heard the front door finally open downstairs.
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