Us. {papyton}

Chapter 25

Please don't hate me. Also I did my research for this chapter, correct me if I got anything wrong. Please don't hate me.

They were out of the park in a flash, all crammed in a taxi cab heading to Snowdin Hospital. Driving there, Papyrus nervously held Mettatons hand. But it wasn't a good kind of nervous, it was a fearful nervous. The whole car was silent.

The group got there and found the hospital pretty crowded, even for a Tuesday night. "Looks like there was a pretty big accident," Undyne murmured, taking in the sight of paramedics and ambulances outside and inside.

"Was Sans involved in it?" Papyrus's heart was in this throat.

She shook her head. "No.."

They managed to push themselves inside, past the weeping families and injured people. Poor Alphys was already in tears, from the sight of it.

"Hey," Undyne stopped. "Why don't you guys go ahead and find Sans, I'll stay here with Al. They're uh, on the fourth floor room 167." Without waiting for a response from them, she kneeled down to Alphys to comfort her.

Papyrus nodded wordlessly and took Mettaton's hand. Together they wound through the depressing atmosphere of the hospital, all the way to Sans room.

Waiting outside the room, was Toriel. She looked shaken and scared. Beside her were Asriel, Chara and Frisk. The children were sitting down, quietly talking amongst themselves.

'Papyrus! M-Mettaton! Thank god you're here." She grabbed them both and hugged them tightly.

"What's happened? Is Sans okay? Papyrus asked.

Toriel grimaced. "You need to talk to him."

Papyrus looked at Mettaton and squeezed his hand one last time before entering the room.

Sans was laying on the bed. He was drinking a chocolate milkshake. He was pale, but he looked unharmed, besides the small bandage on his forehead. "Hey bro." He said with a lazy smile when Papyrus came in. He looked....okay!

Papyrus grinned and dove at his brother for a hug, making him quickly have to place down his chocolate milkshake. "You're okay! Oh gosh Sans I was so worried you'd been hurt-"

"Yeah. Yeah, I'm okay."

"Actually he's not." A snooty looking doctor walked in, holding a clipboard and Starbucks. "Far from. Mr. Gaster here has-"

"Can I tell him, sir?" Sans said, obviously not liking this doctor.

Papyrus looked back at Sans, the fear returning to his heart. "Sans? But you look okay..."

He sighed. "Papyrus, I.....Doctor you tell him."

The Doctor sighed. "He has a metastasis malignant tumor on his brain stem."

Papyrus looked between them confusedly. "What..?"

Sans rubbed the bandage on his forehead. "That means....that means I've got brain cancer, Paps. Bad brain cancer caused by some other cancer in my body. So aren't I lucky? Heh, not one, but two tumors." His smile looked empty.

The room was silent for a minute. Papyrus was taking it all in, everything that was going to happen to them now. It couldn't be true. "But..he seemed healthy! I only moved out yesterday and he seemed okay."

"I've been hiding it from you for weeks. Didn't want you to worry. It's been getting worse, clumsiness, weakness, headaches....apparently I had a seizure tonight. How I got this." He pointed to the bandage. "I fell."

Papyrus rubbed his eyes. "What can we do for him, doctor?"
The Doctor looked at his clipboard. "Well it looks like insurance will pay for his liver, where the other cancer is located, but for his brain you guys are paying for that." He coughed.

"You can either get surgery for his brain, or go with chemotherapy. Both are really expensive, though."

"Chemotherapy then!" Papyrus said loudly.

"Papyrus, are you crazy? We don't have that kind of money! Just a month ago we were struggling to keep our home!" Sans looked up at him.

The words stuck him like a punch. The solid truth that his brother had a low chance of surviving. "I..."

At that moment, everyone flooded in. Alphys, Undyne, Toriel, Mettaton and the kids. They squeezed into the room and crowded around his bed.

"Hi Sans!" Chara waved to him.

"Gee, Sans, you don't look injured!" Asriel piped up.

Frisk just smiled.

"Well I-" He caught Toriel's eye. "I'm actually fine! Tori here freaked out when I hit my head, but I'm okay. She almost had a heart attack."

Unbeknownst to everyone except Papyrus, who was watching, Frisk simply shook their head.

"Y-You scared us half to death," Alphys laughed.

Papyrus took Mettaton's hand and pulled him out the room, into the hallway. "Well I'm glad he's okay-"

"He has cancer." Papyrus cut in. "Brain cancer and liver cancer."

Mettatons eyes widened. "O-Oh my god. I-"

"Mettaton my brother is gonna die." The tears came, and they wouldn't stop. Papyrus felt like a baby, but Mettaton just hugged him tight, whispering comforting things while he cried.

"My brother is gonna die."