Part 8

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"well i'm not sick or anything, it's just um..." "Your 'hp'." "ya..." "Sans what does 'hp' mean?" "um health points? duh." "No, Sans the real meaning. I want to help you." "it's nothin grillbz." "Sans tell me or....I tell everyone about the time you were so drunk that you flirted with your ketchup bottle then cried when i went to throw the empty thing away." what's with everyone threatening to expose me. ya i remember that...mostly. well, i do remember the first time i ever got drunk. most people were surprised i was a sad drunk though,so there was that. "oh come on grillbz please it's fine ok." "Promise." "w-what." ok this took a turn for the worst... "You either tell me what 'hp' means or promise me that you're fine." "grillbz you know i don't like promises..." "Sans..." "i can't promise you anything." "/Sigh/" "so 'hp' is an acronym for how much hope you have an-"[12:46]"WHAT???" i jump in my seat. my smile is now tense my eyes are wide...i guess king fluffy buns is getting what he wants after all... *you gasp in horror because you know the truth about his 'hp'* "Oh my god, comedian..." "Smiley Trashbag?.." "o-oh hey paps your back already?" "YES BROTHER, YOU AND GRILLBY WERE TAKING TO LONG SO I THOUGHT YOU WERE FEELING THAT HEADACHE STILL SO ME BEING THE GREAT BROTHER I AM DECIDED TO BUY YOU SOME OF WHAT HUMANS CALL MEDICINE TO MAKE YOU FEEL BETTER..., BUT IT SEEMS YOU HAVE SOME EXPLAINING TO DO INSTEAD. DON'T YOU AGREE BROTHER?" that's when paps put the groceries in the kitchen and sat on the green couch between me and grillbz... "ok so paps you know i have one glowing eye." "Wait your eyes glow?" "well....you know what i'll show you /DING/ see." "Oh, why, it's beautiful!" my cheeks start heating up again. "well uh th-thanks...now where was eye hehehe." "SANS THIS IS NO TIME FOR PUNS JUST TELL ME WHY YOUR HOPE IS SO LOW YOU LOOK HAPPY ALL THE TIME I JUST WANT KNOW THAT YOU'RE OK BROTHER." i turn my i light off and start talkin "well skeletons like us have to have two eyelights that glow because our emotional well being depends on it, but for me, who only has one,it just affected my 'hp'. ok so don't have to worry."*you feel as though Sans is lying* *you quietly tell Chara and Flowey to leave at 1:30 p.m. so you can talk to Sans* "WHILE I'LL ALWAYS WORRY FOR YOU BROTHER...I CAN WORRY A LITTLE LESS NOW./CLAP/ NOW WE MUST CELEBRATE THAT MY BROTHER SHARED SOME OF HIS SECRETS WITH MY FAMOUS SPAGHETTI SO I'LL START MAKING IT!!!" [1:39] by this time the brat and the weed left to play with monster kid, but frisk is still here? i wonder why. they never leave the brats and the weed's side because well they'll get themselves into all sorts of trouble... paps was in the kitchen still making spaghetti because the first batch got burned and grillbz was in the bathroom trying to get the burnt sauce off his shirt so me and the kid were on the couch chillin and watching tv. so perfect time to ask. "hey ki-" *you started to ask your question but you got interrupted by Sans while he got interrupted by you* "oh sorry kid.go ahead i don't mind." *you ask Sans if he's actually ok because you know he only has 1 hp* "yah kid i'm fine. like i said before it's just because of a defect i had since i was a babybones." *you tell him that he didn't say that before* "i didn't, huh whoops. i guess that's what happens when ya got nothin in your skull hehehe. *you laugh a little* "aw kid that was only a small giggle at most i can help. all we need is for me to find the right one to tickle your femur then you'll know that you still have a funny bone. then again i still don't have a skeleton of human puns yet. some of these puns are as flesh as daisies. and i end it with my signature lazy wink. *you laugh harder than before you soon finish laughing but you are still giggling a bit* *you see that Sans looks satisfied* well, i'm satisfied. i wonder what grillbz is doin up there he's takin along time...is he....i start to feel my face heat up. you know what i'm takin a nap. *you realize you forgot to ask why Papyrus thinks he has 157 hp* so i lay down and slowly but surely drift off....//yawn/snore//
































8D it's a bit short not gonna lie 

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