WARNING: Bad memorys
The traumatized Sans shook in overwhelming fear, the memories of that dreaded day engulfed his mind as unaware that the Papyrus in front of him was demanding answers. Sans' eyes were wide with shock as he attempted to wipe the tears off his face although without success...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Underswap Papyrus P.O.V
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"Oh no what did I just ask?" Papyrus asked himself as a wave of regret flooded over him, the poor monster was trembling, Sans went into shock and was hyperventilating. "What should I do?" The taller skeleton thought to himself over and over again until Sans began to speak...
"Y-you w-were g-going t-to...." Sans quivered while trying to get the words out of his mouth, I dreaded he was going to say so I just squinted my eyes slightly with worry, although this must have been perceived as something else as the little skeleton trembled a little more, he was unable to get the words out of his mouth Sans breathed heavily in panic before then looking downwards, he was hyperventilating very intensely and he dug his claw-like fingers into the couch threatening to rip apart the treasured old piece of furniture. I got more worried as the monster released his grip and his head drooped down, his eyes were closing. Sans went unconscious and was about to fall face first into the couch, I stopped him just in time as I caught him, I replaced him against the couch so he back was lying against the arm rest.
His clothes were filthy and torn, they were also covered in blood which made me question if he should keep them on. I sat up from the couch and headed upstairs quickly, trying to say as silent as I could just in case Sans would wake up from any sudden or loud noises. I'm sure my bro wouldn't mind if I borrowed a just a few of his clothes for the little guy. I creaked open the door to my brothers bedroom and peered in as if he was inside. It was spotless. "Guess the GREAT SANS would never fail to tidy up." I chuckled lightly to myself as I impersonated my little bro. I then walked over to his wardrobe, "How could such as short skeleton even reach this high" I questioned while chuckling slightly as I imaged my brother trying to climb the tall wardrobe. I grabbed a pair of baggy black tracksuit pants and a soft grey hoodie, I was surprised that my little bro even had these outfits as he usually tended to stay away from daggy clothing unless it was pyjamas. Hoping that the clothes would fit the small guy I darted downstairs and headed towards the fragile being that was now lying unconscious on our couch. "How will I do this..." I asked myself while trying to figure out how to put the clothes on the little guy, I realised his injuries and before even considering anything else I immediately begun to heal him, I felt exhausted and the magic just kept flowing into the small monster. After a solid twenty minutes I stopped as only very faint cracks remained on his ribs and arms. I tried wake Sans by shaking him gently but that didn't work, it probably would have been a bad idea anyway... He was out cold. I sighed to myself hoping that the skeleton wouldn't wake up. I undressed him quickly and I noticed how many scars this Sans had, I almost felt sick as I saw just how many there were, trying to avoid accidentally touching the cuts and bruises I proceed to dress the small Sans. As I put on his pants I noticed that there were faint cracks on his pelvis... There is no way that his 'boss' would... I clenched my fist in anger with a sick feeling in my stomach I held in a scream that threatened to wake all of the underground, but I settled down realising that the other Sans still needed to be dressed.
Finally clothed the little skeleton was still asleep, and even in sleep he looked scared and worried, I headed to the kitchen once again and decided to drink a bottle of honey while Sans rested.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Time Skip 40 Minutes
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Underfell Sans P.O.V
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I groaned in pain as I tried to get up, I looked down to see that I was wearing different clothes, I threw the blanket of me completely and saw that I was wearing different pants as well. My eyes opened in terror as I remember Boss asking about my punishment, Oh no I must have freaked out! W-what did Boss do to me while I was asleep, he unclothed me! I hung my head low thinking about what probably happened. "Boss must have given me the punishment..." I thought gravely to myself as I quivered accidentally picturing the idea of it in my mind, and before I knew it more tears came down my face. I covered my eyes and shrunk into a ball. "That must have been why Boss put me on the couch..." I imagined again unintentionally gulping. I hesitantly got off the couch then folded the bulky blanket and placed it neatly on the couch. I was still hurt but to my surprise my injuries had healed, m-maybe Boss healed them I thought hopefully, no he wouldn't have done that they must have just healed with time... I checked under the new shirt and jumper I wore to see if my ribs had healed as well, to my surprise they had. I lifted my shirt down and walked into the kitchen to see if Boss was there. I tilted my head slightly as I saw Boss, confusion clouded my mind, Boss was also wearing strange clothes and he never sleeps during the day... I paused to study the condition Boss was in, he looked very tired and the crack from his skull was missing. Maybe he found a way to heal it? I continued to observe Boss I decided to go closer. Every step I took made me shake with fear, why am I doing this? I asked myself picturing what would happen if Boss woke up but curiosity got the better if me. I gulped as I arrived a few feet away from the chair he was sitting in, Boss was drinking honey? I hadn't really gotten a proper look at him until now. He definitely looked and acted like Boss but I questioned it slightly. I jumped back in fear and fell onto the floor as Boss yawned and opened his eyes groggily. He glanced around the room for a few seconds before turning his gaze towards me. I didn't say anything at first having the slightest bit of hope that he wouldn't notice me but he began to speak."Huh, oh Sans whatcha doing?" Boss asked, he sounded completely out of character and not at all like the Boss I knew. He looked extremely drowsy and titled his head slightly when I didn't reply. "Something wrong bro?" He asked, Boss hasn't called me 'Brother' or 'Bro" in a very very long time...
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Underswap Papyrus
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"Something wrong bro" I asked in concern looking at what I thought was my little brother. I opened my eyes a little more and realised that I was talking to the other Sans. "Oh shit..." I muttered under my breath as the skeleton looked at me with wide eyes.
"Y-YOU'RE N-NOT B-BOSS!" The small monster shrieked as his eye flared a crimson red colour, "Hey wait a minute I didn't get to..." I tried to explain while reaching out my hand instantaneously in an attempt to grab the little guy but I was interrupted as a tiny flurry of bones flew onto the wall. I could see that the attacks that this Sans was producing was hurting him as he winced in pain immediately after before then fleeting towards the door.
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Underfell / Underswap: Severed Bonds
FanfictionSans is constantly abused by his brother and head of the Royal Guard, Papyrus. Sans runs away and manages to get himself dusted or so he thought... Sans wakes up in a strange world with alternate versions of himself and his brother. Welcome to Under...