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Wow, uh...

...I really don't know what you're trying to accomplish here. I just got done getting yanked from place to place by a human with too much power. Not really keen on going through it again. It wasn't a great time.

[But Sans, think of all the sights you could see!]

I was never really interested in getting out to begin with, remember? I'd really kind of just like to be left to sleep for a month. New and exciting sights and experiences...that's more my brother's thing. He's cool that way.

...but, look. If, uh, if he wants to go somewhere, I'm going with him. Of course I am. I'd get "bonely" without him. So if you insist on this, and if he wants to do it, and if you make sure he has a good time, I'll make sure you don't have a bad one.

Capiche?

((ooc: This is technically a joint journal for Sans and Papyrus. I'm defaulting to Sans for now, but one, the other, or both brothers might appear as necessary or requested.))

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[Oh, well then! Hugs from Frisk can make up for a great many indignities. It might be a bit strangely angled, but that's okay, because Papyrus is kind of strangely angled. He even pulls them nearer in a proper hug, too.]

WELL...MAYBE I AM. AND MAYBE IT'S...NOT TERRIBLE.

[Sans, for his part, stumbles a little as Frisk's weight is suddenly removed. But he's laughing, too.

These...these are the kind of moments that keep him sane. No matter what might happen next.]

hey. we'll take care of ourselves wherever we end up. so you take care of yourself wherever you end up. okay?

though, in the spirit of innocent inquiry...where are you hanging your hypothetical hat these days?

Of course. Know you have a funny bone yourself, too. [Frisk heard a few things hiding behind that conveniently-shaped lamp. They rest their cheek against the shoulder of his battle body for a moment, smiling affectionately.]

I know you will. You're always gonna be protecting each other.

[They tilt their head back until they're staring at Sans almost upside-down.] And I've only been here, though my mundane might be putting me in a thing called a "dressing room" soon. [Frisk gives him a curious look. What about the brothers?]

[And when Frisk says that, Sans can actually believe it.]

no big plans for us, either. mun hasn't found anywhere cool enough for two guys like us yet.

[Or even anyplace cool enough for one cool guy like (

sansational) who is probably the one likely to get sent anywhere.] until then, we're just hanging around where we can. [Mostly on memes.]

"dressing room", huh? sounds like it could be fun, though. if it's got the space. [Even Sans can admit that more than one of him is probably two too many.]

[Frisk would be incredibly proud of that if they entirely knew.]

Cool places are...not always that way for us. [They're well aware muse pain is most players' favorite things, even though Frisk hasn't dealt with the brunt of it themselves.]

It might be. It's actually empty right now. She wants to make it happen in a few days when she's less busy. [Frisk is pretty confident things'll go fine if they're the ones first put in there. ~~Mun is plenty more nervous.~~]

Or

heyfreemagic maybe. I don't think you can both go at once, though... [Frisk is very concerned about that.]

OF COURSE WE CAN. WHY WOULDN'T WE? [Papyrus is not concerned about that, because sometimes Sans has done too good of a job making sure Papyrus doesn't have things to be concerned about. Sans, meanwhile, looks to be downright dreading the imminent possibility, for a moment, before he banishes the expression from his face to look between his brother and his friend.]

if it comes to that, we'll figure something out, kiddo. either way, somebody's gotta keep an eye-socket on you, right? [Especially guys who made promises to ladies with very bad senses of humor.]

but, you know. keep us posted on the idea where it won't come to that, okay? When the mun behind the kid is a little less busy.

THAT WOULD BE BEST. BESIDES, OURS' IS QUITE BUSY AS WELL. IT'S TERRIBLY INCONVENIENT FOR ALL INVOLVED!

Player rules. [They lightly thunk their forehead against the battle body's shoulder pauldrons again.] Don't like it. Either.

[Frisk thinks they can take care of themselves ~~yes Sans, they did die, Undyne is very good at her job~~ but the thought is still pretty nice.]

I'm gonna. Promise. I miss you guys. [It isn't hard to admit.]

Schedules are weird. [In general. They're still used to a few cycles of the Underground, where there's no sun. Operating on any kind of time-day thing actually throws them off.]

[Papyrus shoots Sans a slightly helpless look over the top of Frisk's head. Sans, the human is sad! Why is the human sad? Help him making the human not be sad!]

SCHEDULES ARE WEIRD! BUT THEY ARE NOT SO BAD, IF YOU WORK HARD AT THEM! IF I DIDN'T HAVE A SCHEDULE, I WOULD NEVER HAVE ENOUGH TIME TO DO EVERYTHING I DO EVERYDAY! [Admittedly, it can still wind up a moot point because Undyne is not as into schedules as Papyrus is. Not to mention the lack of a day and night cycle. They adjust the best they can - for some people, Mettaton's programming is better than a clock.]

SANS DOES NOT NEED A SCHEDULE, BECAUSE ALL HE DOES IS SLEEP!

you know it. and hey, frisk...we miss you, too. [It isn't hard to admit. Frisk is their friend.]

[They nod a little, expecting Papyrus to at least feel it.]

Sleep's good sometimes. So are schedules. I think... You need to keep a balance between both of you.

[Frisk looks around and gives Sans a tiny smile. They don't want him--they don't want either of them to feel bad, but it's nice to know they're not being forgotten.]

hehe. don't worry about it, frisk. we balance each other out okay. [Actually, they balance one another damn near perfectly, though mostly courtesy of Papyrus' efforts to keep Sans on the level of "basically functional".

Papyrus, in turn, can't help but grumble a little:] I WISH I DIDN'T HAVE TO SLEEP.

oh, yeah? if you didn't sleep, how could you get a bedtime story?

[Papyrus...actually has no good answer for that one.

Sans smiles back up at the kid. He knows better than most that sometimes feeling bad is better than not feeling anything at all. Sometimes, you have to feel bad, because it's not right that you shouldn't feel anything.]

hey, papyrus, stop hogging frisk for a second.

OH. SORRY.

[Frisk will find themselves carefully set on their feet, which gives Sans the opportunity to move in and ruffle their eminently ruffle-able hair.]

[They kinda figured that out, but they don't really know how to tackle that subject. And don't entirely want to right now.]

[The nod.] Still. For that kind of thing, work on it a tiny bit more. Sleep can be nice. Especially if you can get a lot of blankets and hide in them. Too much can make you feel worse, though.

[They make a funny squeak at the tough, but immediately lean into it. It's a little rougher than when Toriel did it, but it's still nice.]

[Almost reflexively, they reach over and brush their fingers over the top of Sans' skull.]

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No need to be sry! Your Frisk is adorable enough to be well worth the wait!

hbgh thank you good 2 know that despite having no idea what i'm doing

Neither do I! I just fake it exceptionally well.

the wingin' it club

We have badges. And cake.

and pies! pies are pretty good.

Pies are the best. And also quiches.

and then my internet cut out for days ugh (i haven't actually had quiche)

No worries! If you ever want to thread something off of DM, let me know!

\o/ LIFE IS BEING RUDE TO ME LATELY but made a thing* if you wanna toss em in there!