Chapter 4

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(Papyrus' point of view)

I sit up rapidly, shaking violently.  I look around my dark room, expecting to see dust everywhere.  But there is none.  The room is void of any dust, just like I had left it.  I shutter, standing, deciding I want to go see Sans, just to make sure he's alright.

I make my way over to his door, knocking lightly.  There's a slight rustle from inside the locked door, then the door opens.

"Bro what're yo-"  He pauses taking a good look at me, is there something wrong with my face?

"I-I JUST CAME TO CHECK ON YOU, THAT IS IT, AND NOW THAT I THE GREAT PAPYRUS SEE YOU ARE OK I MUST LEAVE, GOODNIGHT SANS!!"  I shout, loud enough for the neighbors to hear.

"Papyrus wait, why're you crying?"

"ME, THE GREAT PAPYRUS CRYING?!  I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABO-"  I pause, reaching up to my face and feeling a wetness.  I frown, I didn't realize I had been crying.

"Papyrus, did you have a nightmare?"  Sans asks, worried.

"N-NO!  WELL, KIND OF... IT IS COMPLICATED OK!  I JUST WISH TO GO BACK TO SLEEP."

"You sure?  We could go downstairs and watch some TV and have some of your spaghetti."

"HM?  ONLY BECAUSE SPAGHETTI IS INVOLVED!!!"

Sans and I watch some TV, while eating spaghetti.  The spaghetti is warm, and has good flavoring.  Sans was out in less than 10 minutes though.

I sigh, picking Sans up.  I carry him up to his room tucking him in, and then leaving.  I then head to my own room, trying to fall back asleep.  I finally succeeded after an hour, a little fear still lingering in my mind.

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