Seeing as some people were confused why Papyrus didn't open his present in the last chapter, here's what happened :P
It's just a short little thing to tie up any loose ends ^^
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| Sans' P.O.V |
I opened my bedroom door and walked down the stairs. Immediately I hear Papyrus in the kitchen.
"mornin' Paps." I greet sleepily, having my hands in my jacket pockets.
I leaned against the door way to the kitchen, waiting for my eye sockets to adjust to the bright kitchen lights.
"MORNING BROTHER! WE ARE ALL OUT OF BREAKFAST SPAGHETTI, BUT I BOUGHT SOME CINNAMON BUNS FROM THE SHOP." Papyrus announced, turning from his place at the fridge to face me.
Almost immediately, I could see the slight bags forming under his eye sockets. 'That's weird... Pap always makes sure to get enough sleep...' 'Nothing was
"HELP YOURSELF, THEY ARE ON THE TABLE." Papyrus pointed to the small box sitting near the edge of the table.
I walked over to the box and grabbed a Cinnamon Bun, but as I turned around, I tripped and fell.
"BROTHER! ARE YOU OKAY?" Papyrus asked worriedly as he ran over.
"yeah bro, i'm fine. i must've tripped on something." I reassured him, slowly sitting up.
I looked over to where I had tripped, only to see Papyrus' present. He never opened it!
"well at least i know what i tripped over." I shrugged, lazily pointing to the delicately wrapped present. It was now haphazardly laying upside down near one of the chairs.
"I NEVER OPENED MY GIFT! I KNEW WE FORGOT SOMETHING!" Papyrus declared as he ran to grab it.
He set it down on the table and unwrapped it, his face glowing with excitement. He started with the bow, slowly taking it as to not ruin the ribbon, but then became impatient with the wrapping and just tore it off.
He was silent as he stared into the box, seeing as I was behind him I couldn't see his expression. 'Does he not like it?' 'Is it a lame gift?' 'Should I have picked something else?' So many worries flooded my skull until Papyrus turned around and hugged me.
He was... crying..?
"Thank you so much Sans! I love it..." Papyrus said between cries. His voice didn't seem as loud, probably muffled by my jacket.
I felt my skull heat up a bit. I wouldn't be surprised if I looked blue by now.
"so you like it?" I asked, being met with a small nod. 'He still hasn't let go of my jacket..'
"Would you say you.."
"Sans..."
"GLOVE it?"
"SANS!!"
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A Second Chance | A Fontcest Fanfic |
Fanfiction"You have one shot to save him. And if you can't, then say goodbye too your dear brother forever..." ~ He has one more chance to do this right, One more chance to save everyone, His friends, His fellow monsters, His brother.. So many things to fear...
