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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?

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[Who ever thought he still had enough pep in him to actually spin around with his boy, laughing before setting him down.

Sorry about you losing those slippers, bean.

There was a brief gesture along himself, hands actually connected to wrist joints- There was more to him than there had been for so very long, and it was real.]

I've an actual body. This is mine!

[No weird void cloak.]

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[His feet clatter softly against the hardwood floor when he's sat back down.]

that's, uh, that's great!

[No wonder he wasn't instantly unsettled the moment his father was within his vicinity.]

i can totally see where paps gets his height from!

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[Slippers are slid back over with a brief apologetic sort of gesture. Can slip those right back on if you want, Sans.]

Did have to come from somewhere, yes-

I got a little overly excited. It's rather nice not feeling as if I'm still being pulled in every direction.

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[Just gonna slide his feet back into his slippers.]

you totally have reason to be excited, dad.

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The other me does have quite the strange friend.

[... Yeah, he met Life.

Life felt like both Dadsters needed to be able to go to that party, apparently. Give him some time to adjust to all the leg.]

She is rather friendly, at least.

I hope I didn't startle you, Sans.

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nah, i'm used to it, papyrus does the same thing.

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Were you on your way somewhere?

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uh, no, not really.

[Sans doesn't really do anything, anyway.]

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Perhaps you could come with me, then.

I've noticed something different about that room of mine, but I can't quite place it. Perhaps you looking might help.

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different?

is this a good different or a bad different?

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Something out of place different. I simply can't place a finger on what is out of place.

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[He thoughtfully scratches his cheekbone.]

uh, i could take a look, then.

though i'm not much sure i'll be any help.

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[Patting the top of Sans's skull--]

A fresh set of eye-sockets can do wonders. It's been troubling me since this morning-

Before I came into the predicament that had me like this.

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this place is pretty weird.

[His hands are lazily shoved into his pockets as he turns to start heading to Gaster's room.

What? He doesn't always teleport.]

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It certainly is, but in a good way. So far.

[Sometimes it's easier to just walk. It wasn't as if it was that far away--

Gaster did occasionally place a hand against the wall, just a miss-step or two. He was fine, this was fine. Already pushing open that door to his room to head inside.]

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are you okay there, dad?

[The other Gaster needed a cane after all, so Sans would totally understand if he needed one.]

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[Waving a hand as he stepped into his room.]

I'm fine! I'm far better at this than a few hours ago.

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that's good.

[He wanders into the room and looks around.]

so, uh, any idea where i should look first?

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[A few hours ago he couldn't stand up for ten seconds, and then he gradually found his footing and just... Powered through it.

Stubborn monster right here.]

Along the walls? I keep finding myself drawn to staring them over, as if something was there when it wasn't.

[He possibly sat for four hours staring at a wall.]

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[Sans runs his hands along the walls, trying to find something unusual.]

i dunno, dad, everything seems normal so far?

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It does, doesn't it? I've been... well, perhaps I've driven myself into thinking something is there that isn't?

Or something that I thought wasn't there was there all along.

[Of course Gaster approached a wall himself, arms folded behind his back for a moment. Scanning over every inch, every frame there on the wall-

... Why were there pictures on his wall in the first place?]

Even that book case seems a little wider than it did the other day.

[Gesturing towards one that did indeed cover a little more wall than it had before.]

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[Sans's hands eventually run across the bookshelf, and he can't help but notice one of the books seems... out of place.]

there's... there's something really weird about this--

[He pulls the book out of the shelf, and there's a distinctive click...]

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[Pardon the almost reflexive picking up of Sans and backing up that happened as soon as that shelf started to move, more than just a tad startled and.

Really? It looked as if it was suddenly on some mechanism that caused it to turn like some odd revolving door--]

... Well, that certainly wasn't always like that.