Skeleton Brother and Me

The Brother I Never Knew

I looked around the room, but, it wasn't actually mine. It was more unorganized than my room, and it's a complete mess. I heard something violently crash in the hallway, along with loud and obnoxious screaming of, "SEAN?! SEAN?!" I was just staring, not taking my eyes away from the hallway door. The mysterious being busted down my door, looking a lot like Papyrus, except he had a warfstache, pink scarf, jean shorts, and what looks like Mark's hair, "WHAT'S THE MATTER?! IS EVERYTHING OK?!" He screeched. I tried to keep it cool, even though I was really confused on my existence in this place, "I-I'm fine...!" The tall, broad, skeleton man didn't seem convinced. "Something's wrong, isn't it Sean?" How does he know my name? Why does Papyrus look so, off? "S-Sean...? O-Oh uh, I-It's ok... Honest...!" He just squinted at me, almost like he was trying to focus on seeing my lies, "Okay... If you need me, just call name."
"Alright, Pppaaapppyyyrrruuuussss...?" He adjusts his eye sockets so their only half squinted, "Wow, you seem to forget my name every time. It's Papiplier, Sean" I pretended to shock up so he'd think that I just remembered his name, if he's close to Mark, he'll fall for my lie, "Oh! Right! Sorry bro!" He smiles relievingly at me, almost like all the weight that was weighing him down just randomly dissapeared, "It's OK, Sean," he pulls me into a big, "Just... Be careful... Last time you screamed I found you on the floor..." I nodded once and hugged him back, the eroma on him was even Mark's. He eventually let's go, getting up and looking down upon me, "Do you need anything?" I just shook my head in disagreement. He just shrugs, then walks away. I look at what feels like my bone-dry hands, realizing their actual bones.