Forgiveness

Sherlock Bones Is On The Case

Frisk was laid down on the couch, as Sans sighed shakily, looking at the woman he had fallen in love with so long ago. He wasn't completely sure that whatever was possessing her before was gone, but he started to hope that, against all odds, he had been gifted his beloved.
"Brother? Is she okay?" Papyrus' voice had become soft, as he stood behind the older skeleton, wringing his gloved hands.
"i... i don't know. god, i hope so," Sans spoke, the serious tone not at all fitting the usual persona he put on around his brother. He sighed, before shaking his head and smiling widely again, "tibia-nest, i think she'll be fine." He hoped he wasn't lying, as he returned to his puns.
"Sans... do you know this human?" Papyrus was unfazed, as he ignored the words that, under most other situations, would have started to drive him crazy.
"why do you ask, bro?" The other monster knew his younger brother wasn't nearly as naive as he led others to believe, but he hoped he could put off telling him anything that would worry him.
"You seem attached. Or... um... more worried than I think you would be about someone you just met," the younger explained, feeling more confident, as some volume started returning your his voice.
"nah. i just... that other monster hurt her. really badly, bro," Sans looked at Frisk, trying not to seem too worried with how quickly she seemed to black out.
"HER HP ISN'T THAT LOW, THOUGH. IT'S ONLY DOWN BY 5 POINTS!" Papyrus hoped he could cheer up his sibling by telling him that.
However, this seemed to have an extremely adverse effect, as an expression of pain came over Sans' features. "yeah. that's because of the wound on her head, i think."
Nodding, the taller of the two clicked his teeth together - a habit he had developed when he was younger as a way of holding his metaphorical tongue.
Taking this as a cue to turn back to his brother, Sans questioned, "what's up, bro?" He didn't need Frisk getting mentally scarred and his brother retreating from him, too. He only had enough sanity to worry over one of them.
"UM... WHAT... WHAT DID THAT MONSTER DO? DID THEY HIT HER?" Papyrus stopped the clicking, going back to wringing his gloves again.
"yeah, you could say that. don't worry about it, paps. you're the best best friend in all the underground. i'm sure you can make her feel better in no time with your spaghetti and puzzles."
Papyrus' eyes lit up, as he grinned happily, "YOU'RE RIGHT, SANS! I'LL MAKE HER FEEL ALL BETTER!"
The shorter of the two monsters started heading to the door, as he chuckled, "good to know, bro. i'm gonna go see someone i have a real bone to pick with."
"SANS! STOP YOUR INFURIATING PUNS!" Papyrus called out, as the elder left the house, chuckling. After he closed the door, however, he turned completely serious.
Teleporting to where he wanted to be, Sans grabbed the scarfed mouse, before teleporting into the dog house his brother had made. Holding the monster up with his magic, the skeleton's voice came out as dark and deep, "did you know? what the jester was planning?"
A terrified squeak was heard, as the mouse shook, "Wh-what do you mean?!"
"don't play fucking coy with me. did you know?!" His shouts echoed in the small shed, causing another fearful squeak.
"I-I don't know what you're talking about! Please! The jester was talking to a yellow flower a few days ago and he just started acting weird. He kept telling me he finally found how to be happy, but wouldn't tell me what he meant. Please, that's all I know, I swear!"
Sans dropped the monster, glaring at him, "do you know where that flower is? the echo flower? it talks to papyrus, too."
"Echo? No, this wasn't any echo flower I've ever seen. It... it was another monster. Just in the former of a flower. I don't know his name or anything about him. I barely saw him, just smiling with the jester."
A wave of confusion came over Sans, before immediately being quashed by a wave of fear, "you're free to go. and sorry about scaring you, scarfy." the mouse didn't even get a chance to reply, as Sans teleported from the shed into the house, first checking on Frisk, then running your the kitchen. "bro?"
Papyrus turned and smiled at his sibling, "WELCOME HOME, MY BROTHER! THE HUMAN HAS UNFORTUNATELY NOT WOKEN UP, BUT I CLEANED THE WOUND ON THEIR HEAD. THEY WERE LOSING MORE HP, BECAUSE THEY WERE BLEEDING OUT."
Sans felt a little guilty over not noticing Frisk's head wound being more serious than he first thought. He shook his head, "that's great, paps. thank you, but, uh... you know that flower friend of yours?"
"OH, YOU MEAN FLOWEY?" A large grin lit up the tall monster's face.
"yeah. whatever his name is. what did you say he looked like?" The skeleton felt his fingers twitch in anticipation. Had what happened been his fault? Could he have prevented it, by looking further into the flower situation?
"OH, HE'S YELLOW! ACTUALLY, HE'S MORE LIKE A GOLD COLOR. AND HE HAS A BRIGHT GREEN STEM. HE'S REALLY FRIENDLY. ACTUALLY, IT'S FUNNY. HE TOLD ME JUST A FEW MINUTES AGO YOU WOULD BE ASKING ABOUT HIM. HE TOLD ME THAT YOU THOUGHT HE DID SOMETHING WRONG, BUT I CAN ASSURE YOU THAT THE ONLY PERSON WHO IS A BETTER FRIEND THAN I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, IS FLOWEY!" The words hit Sans in his metaphorical gut, as he looked to the ground, internally freaking out.
Hearing his brother call his name several times, he looked up, "sorry, bro. just got a bit, uh, rattled there."
Papyrus groaned again, but definitely took in how upset his brother looked, "SANS... ARE YOU SURE YOU'RE OKAY? DOES FLOWEY KNOW WHAT HAPPENED TO THE HUMAN?"
If he wasn't having a mental breakdown, Sans would have laughed. Not only did the son of a bitch know what happened, he fucking caused it to happen. Shaking his head and smiling weakly, the monster spoke, "yeah, paps. just, uh... bone tired. it's been a long day." He chose to ignore the second question, not wanting to cause his brother any pain. A sudden dawn of realization hit him, as he discovered one advantage he had over the flower asshole, "hey, you know what? could i ask a huge favor of you, paps?"
The younger brother smiled widely, nodding his head almost immediately, "OF COURSE, DEAR BROTHER. ANYTHING FOR YOU!"
Sans smiled, "could you please... tell me when flowey comes around again? and tell me exactly what he tells you?"
"WOWIE! THAT'S CRAZY! FLOWEY ASKED ME TO DO THE SAME EXACT THING- BUT FOR HIM! HMMM. WHY DO I FEEL LIKE I'M DOING SOMETHING WRONG?" Papyrus' brow bone furrowed, as he stroked his chin with one large gloved hand, placing the other on his hip.
"paps, this is very important. please do not tell flowey anything I said to you. please. look, i know he's your friend, but right now, he's doing some... not so great things," Sans knew how his brother would be on the defensive if he said that the flower had hurt anyone, much less the human, who seemed to be nothing but kind.
"I... OKAY, SANS. IF IT IS REALLY AS IMPORTANT AS YOU SAY, I'LL... LIE TO FLOWEY. I'LL TELL HIM YOU DIDN'T KNOW WHAT HAPPENED TO THE HUMAN AND SAID NOTHING ABOUT HIM," the younger said, frowning.
Sagging in relief, the shorter monster hugged his brother tightly, "thank you, paps. this really means a lot to me."
Papyrus smiled and hugged his brother back, "IT'S NOT A PROBLEM AT ALL, SANS! FOR I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, AM NOT ONLY A MASTER CHEF AND THE WORLD'S BEST FRIEND, BUT I AM ALSO THE WORLD'S BEST BROTHER!"
"haha. you crush the competition, bro." Sans eventually pulled away and went to sit by Frisk. Now to play the waiting game and see how long it would take the girl to open her eyes.