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[S'up, bro?

Nothing going on here other than... Papyrus slumped forwards in a chair, a hand over his face, and quiet. This is unusual isn't it, more so since he... doesn't seem to be concentrating on a puzzle of any sort.]

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[It's concerning, that's what it is.

Sans can probably count the number of times he's seen Papyrus like this on one hand, assuming Papyrus has ever been this... down.

A bony hand rests softly on Papyrus's shoulder.]

uh, hey, bro...

on the non-angsty side of things

[soliton]

[There is a very strange thing just floating above Sans, upside-down and peering at him curiously, everything about her simply defying gravity as if it didn't apply to her-

She just booped San's lack of nose by tapping a claw-like finger just above that nasal cavity structure.

Not sorry. This is a test.]

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[Sans, who had been dosing, is startled awake by the "nose" boop, and rubs his nasal cavity.

His eyesockets grow wide at the sight of the strange... being? She's like nothing he's seen before, like the night sky given shape.]

[realbadtime]

[Aaand guess what time it is?

If you guessed time to bring Baby Sans as far away from the house as possible, you'd be correct!]

Hey.

[He found him. Sleeping on the couch, where else. There's a few pokes with one bony hand]

Got an idea.

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[That sure is my favorite time. The narrator's, that is, not Sans's]

wha... huh...

[He opens a single eyesocket.]

an idea?

[spaghettimonster]

[Hey Sans, I hope you wanted a loud knocking on your door. Especially when it's accompanied by an equally loud, brotherly voice calling your name.]

Sans! Are you in there?!?

[Papyrus glances behind himself every few seconds, expecting his brother will just appear behind him (and avoid opening the door.)]

[Now that Sans has admitted to some of what he can do, the pranks are surely just going to get worse... But that's okay! He, the Great Papyrus, and the other Great Papyrus, are going to support their brothers! In fact, a show of brotherhood and support is exactly why he's knocking on this door. As soon as Sans shows up...]

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yeah, i'm here, give me a minute.

[While Papyrus is glancing behind him, the door to Sans's room creaks open and Sans peeks his head out.]

uh, something up, bro?

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SANS!

[That is the only warning before the smol skeleton is scooped up by a skeleton just a bit taller than Papyrus. Held out at arms length--]

AH HA! JUST LOOK AT THIS!

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what--?

[The young skeleton is scooped up right out of his slippers.]

oh, hey dad! what are we looking at?

[soliton]

Sans?

[Her voice was soft, legs crossed as she simply hovered mid-air, head tilted. Funny how quietly someone like her could move.

Probably due to the fact she rarely let herself touch the ground.]

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[Sans looks up from his reading, face brightening up somewhat when he realizes who it is]

oh, hey, cosmica, what's up.

other than, uh, you.

[unvoidable]

[Well, it was starting to look as if this little outing to pick up a few things came with a few small bumps in the road.]

I could have sworn this was a different street yesterday. [A little absently as Gaster stopped at a corner, peering at a street sign.

Had the names changed, or had he simply taken a wrong turn? Honestly.]

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if we were anywhere but this city i'd say we were lost, but...

i mean, with this city?

[aghostinthemachine]

[They had talked about it a while ago but never got around to doing so, which was just plain unacceptable. They need to help him because it was quite obvious the smaller skeleton wasn't going to help himself. So today.. today would be the day for Sans's INTERVENTION~

Why they decided to go with workout clothes, who knows. It seemed like a good idea. Workouts were motivating, was MTT's logic. As were the obnoxious colors. Really, they looked like they were from some really bad 80s workout video. Even if all the spandex was flattering on himself and gave the robot a nice view of his not!boyfriend's physique wait that's not what's important right now.

Having somehow located and been undetected by the smaller skeleton, Mettaton and Papyrus finally made their dramatic entrance, complete with music playing from the glambot's chest speaker as they pose dramatically.]

Sans, darling~ It's time you got your life in order! And who better to help you than you're own brother and your favorite celebrity-slash-employer!

[spaghettimonster]

[It wasn't like they hadn't tried. But between Papyrus' intense days wandering around and befriending people, Mettaton's performance and practice schedule, and Sans' habit of simply... teleporting around when he wanted privacy... It was hard to catch him with the both of them.

Thankfully, ever since that unhappy week with the fog, Papyrus has begun taking a little more Papyrus time. A little more time to catch the wind with family and friends, instead of (rather frantically) doing his best to make connections with the people of the city, and impress Asgore with his progress.

Taking entire days off makes it so much easier to actually meet up with Mettaton! And, with just a teensy bit of snooping... Here they were. Flashy clothes, flashier music, and all the uplifting sparkles a robot and skeleton could muster.]

And by help... We mean encouragement! and inspiration! Maybe a little brainstorming!

For starters... Sans. We're here for you! And we know you can succeed!!!

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[After teleporting away from Chara, Sans (And Papyrus) ended up in the last place Sans had been, Gaster's secret lab.

Sans gently places his brother's head on a desk.]

oh, god, papyrus?

[skelefont]

[That is a lot more disorienting as just a skull--

... This was awkward and frightening, wasn't it.]

I'm alright, despite the clear and obvious deduction of parts!

[havingabadtime]

[He was still rattled after what had happened to Papyrus. Days later, even after countless reassurances that he would be fine, it would be fine, everything was fine and that they would figure a way through this, Sans was jittery, anxious, a ball of nerves and worried about the rest of the family. Trying to play it cool, pretend that nothing was worrying him, that he was still all grins and chuckles and bad jokes when he was in public.

But he was still worried, underneath it all, and the fact that he didn't visit the rest of the family as much as he should, and that he hadn't even been aware of what had happened until much later, kept cropping back up into his head. So. Well. Time to work on that, right?

First stop, he shuffled up to the door of the younger-him after work, a small basket in his arm. This one had brought delicious baked goods for the family, so he'd return the favor and bring him one of Grillby's burgers and some fries and his own entire bottle of ketchup. Because of course it needed the entire bottle of ketchup. It wasn't perfect without it. He knocked on the door, knowing better then to just walk in or try and open it. It may have been another him, but that didn't mean he was just going to walk in like he belonged there. Hell, it was probably better if he didn't do that even more because of the fact that this was another him.]

Knock knock...

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who's there?

[savedcorruption]

[They've been in control for much longer than they ever expected Chara to give them after, well, everything. So Frisk was taking complete advantage of it by...

Looking for a Sans. And thankfully the door they find to knock on happens to be for this Sans? So, knock knock.]

Uhm, anyone home?

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[Sans appears next to the human, hand casually shoved into his pockets.]

nope, nobody's home.

[Of course, odds are pretty good that he'd been in his room till the moment Frisk knocked.]

here to apologize for what happened to my brother?

of jobs and flats

[spaghettimonster]

[Is that approaching thumping sound the herald of a coming thunderstorm? A parade of elephants walking through the streets? Or, could it be...]

SANS! Are you home???

[KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK]

[...The approaching footfalls of an excited brother?]

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[A very groggy Sans appears in the doorway, seemingly woken up from a nap.]

yeah, i'm here, something come up, bro?

Guess what day it is, brother???

[spaghettimonster]

[For once, although he's excited and impatient to see his brother... Papyrus doesn't rush to wake Sans up. Instead, he takes advantage of the early morning hours to decorate the living room with blue balloons, a few HAPPY BIRTHDAY garlands, and those little triangular birthday hats.

One of them's even on his head now, as he waits on the couch for signs of life within his brother's room. Whenever Sans emerges, he'll see Papyrus turn and grin at him, waving, holding a card with his spare hand.

He's probably been waiting a couple hours, from the intensity of the smile and the waving.]

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[A bleary eyes Sans stumbles out of his bedroom in his usual pjs, blue flannel pants and a white undershirt. To the young skeleton's credit, he was starting to get into the habit of waking up at a normal, though perhaps not as early as his older brother would like.

He sees his brother an mumbles:]

mornin' bro.

[Then the oddity of this situation registers, the intensity of his brother's grin, the party hat, the banners.]

uh, what's this all about?