This is based on Meta-Kaz's old Abysstale comic chapter 1-7, and I may do the transformations of Sans, in both the new and old version of Abysstale. The one he had to discontinue. Also, Sans's 'Scarves' will be a part of his actual body. And if you...
As Ruby's Group stop for Qrow, Papyrus and Yang are training in somewhere private. Sans believed that Yang might have to fight Adam again, and she is not properly trained. So he told papyrus to go and prepare her for Adam, in case he returns.
Yang lifts up her head, arms as the ready for a fight. Papyrus than takes a swing at her with his left hand, but she easily blocks it with her wrist, while pushing his hand away from her. The interplay repeats with his right and her left, only this time Yang uses the momentum to turn and come back at her father with a roundhouse kick. Papyrus bends backwards to dodge it, his legs in a lunge. He gives the brawler a solid punch, pushing her back a few feet.
Nearby, Mecha and Penny all notice them both sparring. And as they looked, Penny spoke to Mecha.
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"Who would win?"
Mecha thought for a little, before speaking out the answer, while he formed a smile.
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"I think Papy would win. He is more properly trained when it comes to fight in hand-to-hand combat."
stands alone and moves forward, doing his own roundhouse kick. Yang joins both hands atop each other to block Papyrus's landing foot. With a loud cry, she pushes it up and back. Papyrus regains his footing in a flip while Yang waits for his landing. Using her arm, she knocks him back with a single hit.
Holding onto his left arm, Papyrus slides through the dirt, his feet flat on the ground until he comes to a stop.
Papyrus: "Wow. Sans wasn't kidding when he said you're a powerful brawler."
Yang: "We've been at this for weeks. I get it, you wanna make sure I can still fight."
She than bumps her own fists.
"I think I'm doing just fine."
Papyrus: "You're close."
He stands upright, no longer nursing his arm. Walking around his friend in a circle, he assesses her progress.
