My Brothers, The Skeletons (BEING REWRITTEN)

Bad Times Dad

"SANS EXPLAIN YOURSELF! YOU JUST MAGICALLY TELEPORT DURING MY IMPORTANT BROTHERLY LECTURE?!?"

Papyrus was steamed. He thought his brother knew better than to just teleport away from his lecture. The nerve of him to not listen to his wise and wickedly cool advice. He paced back and forth, thinking of a lecture he could give to his brother.

He then started to panic and worry about his niece. He felt like he needed to give him a lecture about her too. Sure Frisk was doing okay, but he wanted her to be more than just okay.

"SANS? WHERE IS FRISK? WHERE'S MY TINY NIECE!"

Sans groaned and pointed to his room.

"Papyrus, I can't believe you would think so little of me." said a very punny skeleton.

Papyrus, as usual, screamed and went to go check on Frisk.

Sans started to stretch and head for Frisk too. 

He walked in to find his very jaw dropped brother staring at Frisk. He then signaled Sans over to share what he had saw.

"BROTHER! ME AND FRISK HAVE BEEN PRACTICING FOR AWHILE, AND I ASKED FOR HER TO KEEP THIS UNDER WRAPS. BUT SHE'S REALLY EXCITED TO SHOW YOU NOW!"

Sans slightly confused, went over and knelt in front of Frisk.

Once she had gotten his full attention she started opening her mouth slowly and loudly making sure everyone could hear what she had to say.

"DA DEE! SA!"

Sans was feeling so many mixed emotions, but his most favorite of all  was the proud feeling in his sternum. He would say his chest, but he doesn't have one. Anyways he was overwhelmed with fatherly joy!

"GREAT JOB FRISK! YOUR UNCLE PAPS KNEW YOU COULD DO IT!"

"Amazing job sweetie! Daddy is very proud of you!" Sans said, he picked her up once again to hug her and give countless of skeleton kisses.

The feeling that Sans had. It was hope. He never had this much of it. He knew now that as long as he had his three favorite people in the universe, everything would be fine.

He couldn't imagine a world without them. Toriel had the love he needed, Papyrus the support and care, and Frisk the hope and optimism.

RING! RING!

Sans's cellphone was vibrating and started to play a dreamy ringtone. It sounded like the type of songs you would play if you were at a wedding.

Papyrus started to form questions but decided to keep his mouth shut until after the phone call.

Sans frantically tried to stop the ringtone and answered the phone. Hoping Papyrus wouldn't notice.

He saw the call was from Toriel and thought it was best if Papyrus wasn't there to listen.

"Hey Paps. I got to to take this. Could you watch baby bones for me?"

Papyrus nodded, sensing it was important, and took his niece into his arms.

He started to lift her up and fly her around the room like an airplane. He always enjoyed doing that, even if he knew Frisk could fly by herself. Frisk knew that she could fly too, but spending time with her second favorite person in the world was awesome too.

Seeing both of them so happy, he left the room and head down the stairs. He turned on his phone to find wallpaper of his daughter sleeping in her favorite star pajamas. He swiped over to his phone and started his many attempts to hit the app.