Not shattered, just broken

Maybe, this place isn't that bad

"Where am I? And who are you?"
Reds eyelights flicked from one skeleton to the other. Examining them further. They where him and his brother- but different. Swapped in a way. "I'm the magnificent Sans! Royal guard in training!" Reds clone piped up proudly. "This is my brother papyrus! It's nice to meet-" he went to talk towards red with his hand out in a friendly gesture.
    The ting of reds powers activating once more, and his brothers hand on his chest made him stop mid-step. "-you". He took a step back. The stars in the clones eyes dulled to blue circles. He looked over the shaking skeleton pressed against his couch. At the pure fear in his eyes, cracks in his skull and pieces missing from his arms. A slow tik tik of a battle engage echoed into ear shot of the two sanses. He hesitated before lightly pressing the Act button. Than the check button. 
    Blue physically stumbled back. Startled at his HP level, and exiting the battle. "Bro? What did you see?" Stretch asked his brother, reaching out to comfort him. "What happened?!" he squeaked frantically. "Your practically into dust"! Stretch and red made eye socket contact. "I-" he began, shocked expression turning to anger "What?! You wanna finish the job or somethin"? He growled crossing his arms. Turning away in a bratty- almost pouty manner. 
   The tall, orange skeleton let out an almost chuckle like huff. Walking slowly towards red he extended his hand. "We aren't going to dust you. Please trust me. You are safe here" his voice was soft, almost hypnotically calming. Red felt a lump of tears form in his throat. 
   After a short while of silence, stretch spoke again. "May i heal you now"? Reds eye sockets widened a bit, looking from stretch, to blue, than to the floor. He swallowed his emotions and slowly gave a nod. Stretch smiled and sat next to him, opening his arms as a sort of 'may i' to which Red nodded once again. He slipped his arms cautiously around the other skeleton. Moving him into his lap in a sort of fetal position. He shook and closed his eyes, preparing for the worst. He expected to feel the pain of a bone piercing his already fractured soul but instead he was met with warmth. A tingling feeling went up and down his spine extending through his arms to his finger tips. 
   The ding of his HP being restored, gave him a happy feeling for once. Unlike the many times he heard it. Alone in a dark room, eating stale cinnabuns. He opened one eye socket to be met with a soft green glow. In blues point of view it was almost flame like. Dancing off each crack and crevice. Each bone growing back into place. HP fully restored. He looked back up at stretch, who was now smiling kindly down at him. For a moment there eyes locked, but Red pushed the taller skeletons face away in a playful manner. Crawling out of the safety of his arms and almost immediately regretting it. "Oh stars!!" Blue exclaimed, rushing into the kitchen. "My taco meat is burning"!