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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.]

bonedoggle

[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...

edited 2015-12-11 06:57 (UTC)

skelefont

[He jumped a little at the touch, but there was still a smile to greet Sans once Papyrus realized who it was.

NOTHING WRONG HERE AT ALL if the actually noticeable dark circles under sockets were a thing.]

Hello Sans! I didn't hear you come in, you're quite good at that.

bonedoggle

yeah, it's my thing.

[Sans might be incapable of frowning, but you can just feel the frown radiating off him right now as he gets a good look at his brother.]

geez, papyrus, you look awful.

skelefont

[... Having been around Sans most of his life? Well, he can definitely tell there's a frown there.

His own smile seems strained, skeletal as his own was.]

Do I really look that bad?

bonedoggle

[He huffs]

you look like you're trying to compete with me in a contest to see who's dark circles are the worst.

[A contest that Sans would win, but who's counting.]

skelefont

[Juuust going to sink back in that armchair. It's very cushion-y.]

I'd not noticed them, really! Perhaps I should get some sleep.

[He did not sound like he wanted to get any sleep.]

bonedoggle

papyrus. [It's very stern]

how long has it been since you've gotten a good nights' sleep, anyway?

skelefont

[He actually winced--]

... What is today?

[That likely meant "too long", honestly.[

bonedoggle

[That was, not the sort of reaction Sans wanted.]

uh, friday?

[Sans lazily slumps into the chair next to Papyrus.]

this isn't like you...

skelefont

Four days then, I think.

[The nightmares had been preventing him from sleeping, he'd only grabbed an hour of rest somewhere in there.

Shifting enough to give Sans room there beside him, rubbing at bone between sockets.]

I haven't been sleeping very well when I have attempted it, to be honest.

bonedoggle

[Sans shakes his head.]

something's been bothering you, hasn't it?

skelefont

Just... just nightmares.

[He felt he could say that much at least, it wasn't a lie and it wasn't everything. It was safe.]

These past few nights, they started just a few days ago.

bonedoggle

yeah, i "just" have nightmares, too.

[Really, that's not gonna be something that'll ease Sans's worries, in fact, it makes it worse.]

skelefont

I'm sorry, Sans.

[He was, even if he wasn't very clear as to why.]

bonedoggle

[There's a small, frustrated noise.]

something's bothering you, you can't hide that from me!

skelefont

[What could he say? It could be so easy to even accidentally break the promises he made to Dad...

A hand rested over his face, a small shuddered sigh let out.]

I don't want to worry you, and I'm not doing a very good job of that. I-

... I keep seeing death in my dreams, brother. I can't sleep. I'm tired of keeping things to myself because I promised I would.

[That was vague enough to not break his promises, right.]

bonedoggle

you...

you...

[Sans buries his face in his hands for a moment, give him a minute]

you're acting like me, papyrus!

skelefont

Sans...

[He winced at his own hesitation, brow furrowed, a hand carefully rested against his brother's shoulder. Was this really...?]

I'm sorry- I'm so, so sorry.

[For what.]

bonedoggle

for what?

why are you keeping something from me?

to the point that you're making yourself sick?!

skelefont

I'm afraid.

[Quietly, Sans was close enough to hear him perfectly fine. Gaze dropping, and... he looked ashamed of himself.

When had he gotten like this?]

I'm sorry that I am keeping something from you, I'm sorry that I- I'm disappointed in myself, but I promised, Sans. I promised.