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If Only I Could Help You: Part 26 of 7

Sans blinked blearily. He could feel pain, so much pain. He cried out weakly as tears began to pour down from his eye-sockets again.

"You're doing it too slow." Chara laughed. "It's making it hurt more."

Toriel ignored Chara, forcing the broken arm back in place. Her eyes pricked with tears at Sans's pained cries. "I'm sorry Sans, just.. hold on a little longer."

Sans's arm snapped back in place and Toriel began to send healing magic into his arm. Sans sighed as the pain subsided.

Toriel was shaking. "I can't do that again. It-It's hurting him."

Chara sighed. "Fine. I'll set his leg while you heal him. How does that sound?"

Toriel didn't want to cause him pain again, but she knew she had to if she wanted to help him. "Alright. Let's do it."

Chara snapped Sans's leg back in place. He screamed in agony, tears flooding down his face.

Toriel lit her hands green with healing magic, and began to heal the break. It disappeared until it looked like a fracture line.

Toriel then waved her hands over Sans's entire body, healing the minor cuts and scratches all along his body. She touched the bite mark at his neck, making it disappear until it was just a scar.

Sans sighed, his eye-sockets fluttering closed.

"Wait. How come he still has only .6 HP?" Toriel said, perplexed, as she checked Sans's stats.

"Oh, that probably because of his internal injuries." Chara waved off.

"Internal injuries!?" Toriel was ready to rip off Frisk's head by then, but she knew she shouldn't. What if something else was wrong with Sans that she didn't know?

Chara picked up Sans's bloody form. "I should probably wash him. Can you strip the bed of its sheets? I'm going to need to buy new ones."
Toriel blinked as Chara walked into the adjoining bathroom. "Wai-" The door closed.

Chara set Sans inside of the tub and turned on the water. He groaned, his eye-sockets opening, half-lidded. Chara stood over him and began to scrub the blood and cum away with a sponge.

"Look who's awake." Chara said playfully.

Sans blinked drowsily. "Where am I?"
"The bathroom." Chara replied. "Mom's waiting outside."

She leaned Sans against her shoulder and began to scrub his spine. Sans sighed, his breath still a little shallow.

Chara dried Sans, then carried him to the walk-in closet.

"You're really light, even though you're about my size." Chara observed as she hunted for some clothes for Sans.

Sans nodded off briefly, then snapped awake. He felt so weak; he could barely even support himself.

Chara slipped a blue hoodie over Sans. It was slightly big for him so she rolled up the sleeves. Then she put some long socks on his feet to keep him warm.

"Don't I need pants?" Sans said, blinking tiredly.

"You're bleeding out of your uterus and we can't heal you as of this moment so you won't be wearing pants. Don't worry, this hoodie's pretty big so it reaches down practically to your knees."

"Hmm, that's convenient." Sans thought deliriously, then passed out again. Chara picked him up and carried him outside.

"Is-Is he alright?" Toriel clasped her hands together anxiously.

"Mostly. I'm going to move him to the guest room to sleep. You can keep watch, but don't try anything funny."

Toriel gulped. "Of course I won't!" Chara smirked.

"I need to go out and buy new bedsheets. Make sure he doesn't die or anything." She left.

Toriel stared at Sans's sleeping form. Before Frisk had left, she had spread out a towel underneath Sans because he kept bleeding.

Toriel stroked his arm gently, staring at him sadly. Is this what he had to endure? She wished she'd known, so she could've helped him sooner.