~Three 'O Clock in the morning~

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•Underswap Sans•
"Be right there Muff!" I sighed as I ended the call and placed the phone down on the kitchen counter. Papyrus had one too many bottles of honey and now I was forced to bring him home at three 'o clock in the morning. I stomped up stairs and threw yesterday's soft grey shirt over my Night shirt and pulled a pair of track pants over my shorts.
I slipped on my cerulean coloured booties and tied my matching bandana around my neck before shutting off the lights and teleporting to Muffet's.
Papyrus does not know I had such power but he was normally to tired and drunk to notice. I pretend I don't know these types of power so he can feel special. As if he was only monster that had it.

Muffet's was empty when I arrived.
There was no music playing from the old radio in the corner or chatter of peculiar monsters. Instead there was Pap sitting on an old worn chair at a table at the front of the bar. Sleeping with a half empty bottle of honey is his outstretched hand.
Muffet herself was busy exchanging Today's checkered table cloths for new ones.
When she noticed my presence, she waved and quietly walked towards me.
"Thank you very much Sans. I highly appreciate waking up so early in the morning to come pick up your sibiling."

"No Problem Muff. Nothing is too much for the magnificent Sans." I whispered making her sigh out of relief.
I walked towards my brother and gently removed the bottle from his reach.
"Let's go home Pap." I clutched his other hand that laid loosely by his side and with that, we teleported.

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