Broken lives of Broken Bones

Chapter 4

After having teleported a safe distance into the woods so as to not be seen Sans made his way into town. He shrugged his hood further so that it would shadow his eye sockets further as he walked through the town glaring and sending a malevolent aura toward any monster whose gaze rested on him for to long. Soon he was in front of one of the few safe zones that the underground had to offer. He opened the door to Chillby’s and managed to tilt his perpetual smile into his standard shit eating grin, that he was known for, as he made his way to where he regularly sat. With a sigh he sat hanging his head low, grimacing again now that his back was to the rest of the patrons in the bar. Out of the corner of his vision he saw a familiar yellow bottle being placed within arms reach and he smirked quickly grabbing it and throwing back his head as he downed it in one go. The purple tinted fire elemental running the bar stood with his arms crossed in front of the small skeleton looking on as the first bottle of mustard was gone in only a few seconds. Grabbing another from behind the bar he set it down by the small bag of bones leaning down after to look into the others blank sockets.

“Rough day I take it Sans?” Chilby crackles out slowly.

With a short laugh Sans replies before chugging the second bottle, “rough life not just a rough day...”

With a slight growl Chillby spits out, “Slow down on the drinks you haven’t paid on your tab in months. I am not made of gold Sans,” his tone softens before continuing, “I haven't seen you drink like this in years...”

Sans pauses as he takes the bottle of mustard from his mouth, “just... just keep them coming chilbz.”

The sentient fire frowns slightly at this but does place another bottle in front of the monster hunched over his bar. Then another, and another until the smaller of the skeleton brothers looks about ready to fall off of the bar stool that he was currently occupying. Sans however for as drunk as he was could not shake the discussion that had just taken place between him and his brother. Why did he keep going? He has been torturing himself by trying to keep living, to keep existing just to not leave his brother alone in this hell hole of a society. He grimaces a rare frown appearing on his face the bartender startling at the look of anger and sadness showing itself across the usually smiling skeletons face. Sans continues along the same train of thought realization hitting him that his brother truly doesn't need him, he doesn't have to continue and fight to survive if he didn't want to anymore. His brother was full grown thriving in this world becoming as ruthless as the rest of the monsters. Instead of the happiness he thought would fill him at the thought of being able to give up sadness gripped sans soul. Resolutely Sans stands from his seat looking up at the bartender who he could almost call a friend and smiles sadly.

“Heh sorry for not paying recently chilbz,” Sans says rummaging in his pockets before pulling out a large coin purse, “this should cover the whole tab... I will be heading out have a good one”

Sans places the purse onto the counter pushing it towards the elemental who is now glaring down at him while refusing to meet the others stare. A look of confusion crosses the purple flames face before quickly morphing into one of understanding and horror.

“The fuck do you think you are doing paying the full tab Sans?” Chilby growls out, his flames dancing higher with his heightened emotions.

“Tsk, thought you would have been happy you're constantly naggin me to pay it ya overgrown candle.” Sans bites back false anger lacing his voice, “take the gold or dont i am out of here.”

Quickly turning his back to the other Sans walks into the cold snodin air heading into the forest surrounding the town one destination in the back of his mind.

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After a moment Papyrus was able to pull himself back to the present moment in time looking around quickly for his brother even though Sans had said he was leaving to go to that fucking bar again. Sitting on the edge of his bed Papyrus thought over the conversation, or as most would say fight, that he had just had with his brother. A moment passes before he realizes some of the words that Sans had said to him, ‘heh the best irony is that you and undyne are supposed to learn the signs and you to out of all monsters should know about monsters falling down since you are both so close to one.’ Quickly he took out his cell phone and dialed the aforementioned fish monster bouncing his knee in annoyance as he waited for her to pick up. Sans had made it sound that someone that Undyne was close with was also in a state of falling down and he needed to know if it was true.

After a few rings Undyne picked up her gravelly voice booming through the reciever, “What the fuck do you want Papyrus, don’t you know we have a meeting in 2 hours... why the hell are you calling me?!?”

“I won't be able to make it today, I have to do some research, I needed to call and let you know some information I received.” Papyrus says curtly ignoring the other annoyance in the matter, “I found out that Sans is in a state of falling down and before he disappeared from the house he mentioned that someone you are close to is also falling down I had wanted to be nice and let you know.”

Silence spanned for a few minutes before swearing could be heard on the other end of the line.

“I have to go I will let the king know we both won't be making it,” Undyne stated before she hung up.

Looking down at his phone Papyrus still felt strangely detached from everything that was happening. He then decided it was best to take care of the house work since not much could be done while his brother drank himself stupid at that filthy excuse for a bar. Pausing mid step Papyrus thinks to himself, ‘why should I care about that piece of shit brother of mine? What does he even do other than constantly fall asleep at his post and drink himself unconscious at that bar? I should just act like its any other day does this really change anything?’ Another part of his thoughts speaks up after he had been cleaning the house for a while, ‘he raised me, he works multiple jobs while I only work one, he has always been there and how have I repaid him? By beating him and torturing him on a daily basis... oh stars I told him he should have just dusted himself what is wrong with me?’ The spiral of his own thoughts is interrupted by the ringing of his cell phone and he picks up quickly.

“What is it now Undyne I told you I wont make the meeting,” Papyrus grumbles out quickly about to snap the phone closed.

Angry crackling of a fire could be heard on the other end and a voice snarls out before he could close the phone, “I dont know what the fuck you did you piece of shit but I hope you are happy with yourself!”

Sockets widening Papyrus snaps back automaticly, “who the fuck do you think you are talking to me like that you cretin.”

“Oh I don't know,” Chilby spits out on the other end of the line, “the one who just saw your brother drink himself into a pit before going off to dust himself. I hope you know that his dust is on your hands captain Papyrus.”

“What do you mean he is left to dust himself?” Papyrus asks a hit of panic lacing his tone.

“I mean he paid off his tab... in full... we always said if he ever paid it all off it would be because he wouldn't be around to need the tab anymore. That he wouldn't be alive anymore, he came in drank more than I have seen in years then paid off the tab and left before I could stop him. Your a real piece of work you know that... I would say I hope you suffer but we all know you don't have a caring bone in your stars damned body.” As Chilby talks his tone becomes softer as sadness overtakes his voice, “he didn't deserve what you or the rest of this damned place put him through and now he is giving up.”

A faint click could be heard as the call is ended and Papyrus stares at his phone a moment before running to the front door flinging it open as he shrugs on his coat heading to the forest to find his idiot brother, hopefully before it is to late.