Part 8- Nightmare...

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I turn my head, hearing san's voice. "S...sans!- um hey....you okay? H...here come sit with papyrus on the couch and watch tv....while I keep working on this.." I say, turning to my clay figure again


He sits down, 

*how's things, kiddo?


" p..pretty g..good.. Although it's been a long day.."I say with a slight sigh, working hard at the clay... I am smoothing it with a small piece of damp sponge.


*same here... "

He sighs, starting to unwind


((Sans wasnt here to know what I am making lol XD))


After a minute or so I stop. I take a step back, looking it over.... After those past few long hours it just took to make it... I was happy with it. 

" now no one touch this" I say. "It needs to dry. But... I wish I could move it to the table beside that rock so it wont accidentally get bumped and fall off..." I sigh....I am sitting down infront of the papyrus figure


Sans looks at the figure

*yo, sammi, what's that you're making?


I look behind me and smile. " a clay figure. I move out of the way. "Can't you tell who it is?" I say, standing beside it with a smile.


*no, i can tell. heh, looks just like'em.


"Hehe good" I say with a smile. I have clay on my shirt.... I had taken my cloak off beforehand thankfully so it wouldn't get dirty. I sit on yhe edge of the coffee table, swinging my legs slightly...


Papyrus gasps

"BROTHER, YOU'RE RIGHT! IT'S ALMOST EXACTLY IN MY LIKENESS!"


"Hehe. You like it so far papyrus?" I ask, a bit nervous inside


"NO, I DON'T LIKE IT, SAM, I LOVE IT!" He picks you up, gently holding you close in a hug

"CAN YOU HELP ME PAINT IT WHEN IT DRIES?"


*...so... how do you plan on hardening it?


"It will dry enough over night to be able to take it to hotland tomorrow"


*heh, that's cool. er... hot, i guess.


"Hehehe nice save there sans"I giggle


((Oh and btw, papyrus set me back down onto the coffee table after the hug ended))


"SO, WHAT DO WE DO IN THE MEANTIME?"


"I'm not sure..." I say


*yeah... sam, you know any good jokes?

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