Note: Just a short drabble I did for my Tumblr, to practice my English before I start finishing Chapter 8 of My Brother's Keeper.


When Papyrus was really young and he was about 50% head, flailing loving arms and unstoppable adventurous legs, he discovered Echo Flowers. He had never seen one before in his young life and he found the shimmering blue color, oh so pretty. He reached out to touch the petals and he heard his own voice saying how pretty the flowers were. This scared him and he ran to hide behind his big brother.

His brother explained that Echo Flowers remembered anything you said around them and when you touched its petals, it would repeat it back to you. Papyrus was extremely fascinated about this but a talking flower was a bit too scary for him.

Sans put a bony index finger over Papyrus mouth asking him to be quiet then he leaned over the flower and said "Papyrus is the best brother ever!" then he touched the flower's petals.

"Papyrus is the best brother ever!" said the flower inspiring a huge smile from young Papyrus. He giggled and Sans' echo was replaced by it. The flower was giggling back to him now.

"Aw" he complained.

"welp, that's echoes for you. they never stay long" explained Sans smiling.

Later that day, when they stopped for lunch before heading back home, Papyrus took advantage of his brother taking a quick nap to go on an mission. He returned before Sans had time to worry about his whereabouts and practically dragged his big brother back to a secluded area away from the main path. He did as Sans had with him before and asked for his silence by putting both his tiny hands over his brother's mouth.

Sans smiled and nodded. Papyrus moved away some tall grass to show a lone Echo Flower. He touched one of its petals.

The flower spoke in Papyrus big kid voice. Sans smiled and took a breath to say something but Papyrus leaned over dramatically and did a "sshhh" motion.

Sans clamped his own hand over his mouth then opened both his arms wide. Papyrus jumped into his arms and they hugged.

In a quiet room somewhere, inside a house with no light, sits a dusty vase holding a single blue Echo Flower. It's only company its a red scarf carefully arranged around it, as if to keep it warm. Now and then a breeze sneaks in and it touches it petals.

"I LOVE YOU SANS"