Necro

A Home?

Cairo had had a lot of amazing food in his long, long life, but nothing ever compared to Papyrus spaghetti. He was absolutely certain that could could die happy after a meal like that. But Papyrus wouldn't allow for it. There was Mettaton to watch, after all. Cairo had never seen so much glitter in his entire existence. Luckily, Sans provided him with a good distraction. A phone with plenty of strange things they could do. Cairo had his own phone, of course. It was how his boss got ahold of him. But... that was all he ever used it for. He didn't know about the games and apps. He was old-fashioned in the same way that he would never drive or ride in a car. This time, though, he gladly accepted taking photos with weird filters and quietly laughing at the result. "I Swear!" Papyrus turned off the TV and stood up to tower over the two. "You Two Do Not Appreciate Fine Art!" Cairo held up his hands in surrender. "I'm sorry, I'm old! I grew up watching plays and reading books, not, uh... television. Kinda hard on the sockets, to be honest." Sans wheezed. "you're so old -" Papyrus, however, took pity and went to get ready for bed.

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Cairo went to get his coat. "hey, cairo?" He hummed and turned to his, uh... brother. "Yeah, Sans?" The shorter fumbled with his words a moment. "i, uh, paps and i had fun tonight. i was hoping you could come again tomorrow? i mean- i promised answers, and plus someone needs to drag you into the new age - even tori and asgore watch tv, and they are older than you!" Cairo snorted softly. "Sure. I would love to come again after work tomorrow." Sans grinned widened as he walked his big brother out. "ya know how to get home from here?" Cairo looked up at the sky, realizing that he could barely see the stars in the city. "Uhh..." Sans snorted and shortcut him to his workplace, all closed down, now that it was getting late. "Great! Thanks, Sans, I should definitely get to the hotel from here!" Sans blinked. Then, he blinked again and looked at Cairo. "hotel?" Cairo nodded and shrugged. "What? Is that a bad thing? I'm a traveler, I've never had a home." Sans looked conflicted before groaning. "alright, then. ya can bring your stuff with tomorrow. it would be cheaper to have you with us than in a hotel. "

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Walking home, Cairo picked through all the new information he learned today. He had brothers. Sans intended to expand upon that. Papyrus was a cooking God. Sans and Papyrus are really nice, and Sans invited him to live in their home. Whether it was an obligation for their father or because he genuinely liked Cairo... he believed it was both. Cairo crossed the parking lot and into the lobby, heading up the stairs and to his room. He took a moment to look over his valuables - mostly clothes and food for traveling. Of course, all the necessities for camping as well. He took a deep breath before he started to pack it all up for his next place of living. 'A home... maybe.' He thought to himself as he zipped up his suitcase. He tossed his coat onto a desk chair before going to change and sleep for the night. He was excited for tomorrow. What he could learn about himself and his brothers. What sort of fun could he finally have after all these years of waiting for his freedom with his kind?