Bloody

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(sorry for not posting in a year xddddddddddddddddd)


* Papyrus sits in Sans' room, holding his unconscious brother. He sets him in bed, tucks him in, then sits against the wall next to his bed, exasperated and wanting to sleep forever.

Sans: (in a coma-like state)

Papyrus: ...

Jesus christ! At least clean yourself off, my dude!

Papyrus: (chuckles a bit)

* He can barely function... how the fuck is he still sane??

Papyrus: How? I was out in the middle of nowhere. (looks down at his clothes) Jesus, I look like I murdered someone...

*hugs the skele tightly*it's ok buddo. sans is safe now

Papyrus: (smiles and hugs back tightly) Thank you...

GODDAMMIT!

Papyrus: Sorryyyyy... ;^;

I THOUGHT I TOOK THOSE PILLS FROM YOU *grabs the pills* NU FOR YOU

Papyrus: I have a supply. And I'm going to need those.. (takes them back gently, putting them back in his pocket, before collapsing back against the wall) I can't keep living like this... I need to sleep...

Oh.. I'm sorry for making you upset Papyrus.. anything I can do to make it up to you? Anything at all?

Papyrus: (smiles a little bit) It's alright, human, I'm not upset... just... tired... and bloody...

Papyrus: (sighs a bit, looking down at his hand) ...and crazy...

*hugs the papy tightly*

Papyrus: (desperate for comfort at this point, hugs back tightly)

* You think he's starting to cry, but you don't ask because he might get embarrassed...

YOU ARE A HORRIBLE LIAR

Papyrus: I know... (takes off his gloves slowly, sighing)

* The bandages are damp with blood, and the insides of his gloves are bloody, too. What happened to him?! Why is he bleeding?! Why are you panicking but he's so chill about his hands and wrists literally being coated in his won fucking blood?! HOW IS HE NOT DEAD?!

Papyrus: I can wash that off later... I just need to avoid contact with the others, and I know they're all downstairs, just staring at the door and waiting for me to come out...

* He puts his gloves back on.

*cries*

Papyrus: (bumps his head against the asker's) Hey hey, shhh, it's alright... everything will be okay...

WHAT?!?! THATS NOT TRUE!!!! *pissed of dragon noises*

Papyrus: It could be... if the others weren't there, it would have been... (puts a hand to his temples) I need sleep, I need to shower, I need to eat, I just need to take care of myself... but the hybrids might wake up soon, and if I don't feed them, they'll starve, and this would have all been for nothing... (sighs, wanting so badly to sleep)

* He gets up and opens the door, taking off his lab coat and bringing it with him. Underneath, he has a simple black T-shirt on, which is also somehow bloody. He walks out, only to meet the eyes of the rest of his roommates, looking confused and shocked. Claire is inside, clinging to Gaster, who looks more worried for his son than scared.

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