Hey Guys! So, I thought of this one day while imagining how the different versions of Sans would react to each other and this is what happened! Now, with that being said I hope you all enjoy this new story, The Tables Have Turned!
(No one's POV)
"SANS! OF COURSE I FIND YOU HERE DOING ABSOLUTLEY NOTHING!" Papyrus screamed at his older brother, his voice filled with anger and dis-pleasure. Sans turned around to face his "boss". "What the fuck do you want Papyrus?" Sans snarled. Papyrus' expression formed into a furious scowl. "HOW DARE YOU SPEAK TO ME THAT WAY! DO NOT FORGET THAT I AM YOUR BOSS AND THAT IS HOW IT HAS BEEN AND ALWAYS WILL BE!" Papyrus howled as he stomped his boot into the snow and his voice shook the pine trees surrounding the two skeleton brothers. Papyrus then turned around and began walking towards Snowdin. "COME SANS, I AM TAKING YOU HOME AND I AM GOING TO TEACH YOU A LESSON YOU WILL NEVER FORGET!" Papyrus growled expecting Sans to follow. Sans didn't move an inch and with steel as thick as the Titanic in his voice he said "No." Papyrus turned around in shock. In all of his life no one not even Undyne had ever told Papyrus "No." Papyrus marched over to Sans and loomed over him. "WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?" He demanded a different answer from his short stood straight up and pulled Papyrus down by his scarf. "I. Said. No!" Sans screamed in brother's face furiously. Papyrus was dumbfounded at his brother's retaliation and tried to back away but failed as Sans' iron grip kept him in place. Sans punched Papyrus to the ground with one hit and used his magic to pin him down. "S-sans?" Papyrus barley breathed his brother's name as his voice dropped to hardly a fearful whisper as Sans walked over to him and placed his foot on his ribs. "I'm sick and tired of your shit, bro!" Sans spat with no remorse. Sans magically spawned a black leather collar with sharp, yellow spikes on it. Wrapping it around Papyrus' throat, Sans tightened the collar until he heard a quiet 'Snap!' of his brother's neck. Sans began to laugh menacingly as he attached a leash to the collar. "From now on you do whatever I say, got it?" Sans growled as he picked up the leash and began to walk home. "Y-yes b-brot-ther." Papyrus silently muttered as tears began to slowly fall down his cheek bones.
Dragging Papyrus behind him, Sans walked into Snowdin without a word. "What happened there?" Sans heard someone whisper, he also heard someone else say "Looks like Papyrus got what was coming to him." Sans chuckled and without turning to look he said "They're right you know." To Papyrus with an almost animalistic feel. Sans felt Papyrus lean back in an attempt to slow the two of them down. Sans yanked on the leash and Papyrus practically flew forwards toward Sans' feet. "Don't even bother with that stupid stunt." Sans growled as he continued to drag Papyrus through the snow up to their house. Sans allowed Papyrus to stand as he didn't want to bother with having to drag Papyrus up the wooden steps of the house. Once the two of them were inside, Sans slammed the front door shut with his magic which made Papyrus jump with a loud "Eep!" Sans shoved Papyrus to the floor against the couch. "Stay down and wait here." Sans snapped as he began to walk upstairs to his room. Papyrus did as he was told and sat as still as a statue as he listened intently to the clattering noises that came from his brother's room. "Ahh, here it is!" Papyrus heard Sans say with pleasure as he walked out and teleported in front of the now quivering form that was Papyrus. Papyrus' eyes widened as he saw what Sans held in his boney grasp, a whip. "Oh boy! Just by looking at your expression I can already tell…I'm gonna have a great time!" Sans laughed evilly as he approached Papyrus.
"Let the games begin…" Sans sneered as he swiftly raised the whip and brought it down on Papyrus' skull. Papyrus fell to his side on the floor as he had brought his hands up to try to avoid being beaten but failed as Sans had been too fast for Papyrus to counter. "S-sans…" Papyrus uttered as said skeleton smacked his younger brother in the ribs with the black and red leather whip. "Yes, pet?" Sans spat pausing for a moment to hear his brother speak. Papyrus flinched at his older brother's harsh tone, somehow managing to sit himself up against the couch he buried his face into his knees. "I-I'm s-s-sor-ry…" He choked in between sobs. Hoping that Sans would spare him his wrath, he continued to apologize over and over until his voice became nothing more than broken whispers. A few moments passed in complete silence between the two brothers and Papyrus could feel Sans' empty gaze boring down on him. Papyrus slowly looked up at Sans' blank expression. "Should've thought of that when you had the chance!" Sans screamed as he smashed the whip into Papyrus' skull sending him into the wall. Papyrus quickly got up and tried to run but Sans tackled him into the kitchen counter with a "Thud!" from the impact and "Crack!" from Papyrus' now fractured ribs. The cabinet doors swung open from the impact and Sans took notice of a bottle of alcohol, laughing cruelly he grabbed the bottle and to Papyrus' horror popped the cork off and said "Bath time!"
Papyrus screamed in agony as the alcohol poured over the fresh, open wounds that Sans had created. Managing to worm his way out Sans' grasp, Papyrus grabbed his skull and rapidly spun in circles. "GHAAA! I'M BURNING!" Papyrus screamed as Sans watched, his cruel mind forging a new devilish idea. "Burning, huh?" Sans asked twistedly as he snapped his fingers. His finger tip engulfed itself in a bright, glowing red flame and Sans aimed for his brother with his twisted smirk. "Let's just see about that…" Sans whispered as he flicked the small fire ball at his brother. In an instant; red flames quickly engulfed Papyrus' entire being, his agonized screams grew into heart-wrenching howls. Sans laughed evilly as he watched his little brother writhe and squirm, the red flames licking Papyrus' clothes quickly turning them to ash. Papyrus threw himself to the floor in an attempt to put the fire out. However, he failed as the fire was magic and only Sans could put it out. "SANS! PLEASE!" Papyrus pleaded as he rolled on the ground desperately wanting the pain to go away. All Sans did was stare, it was almost as if he was in a transfixed state. Suddenly, Sans lifted his hand and moved it in a downwards motion. The red flames obeyed his command and died off almost as quickly as they had spread. Papyrus stopped wriggling around and got on his knees. "Thank you, thank you, thank you." Papyrus praised his brother's act of mercy. Unfortunately, Sans kindness did not last as he kicked Papyrus against the couch and stared him down. "S-sans…?" Papyrus breathed as Sans started at him with a dazed, almost hungry looking expression. Papyrus looked down at himself to see that his clothes were now tattered scraps, a deep blush made itself present of his cheekbones as he curled himself into a ball. "Y-you pervert bastard!" Papyrus screamed at Sans, seemingly breaking him out of his trance. Sans scowled and grabbed Papyrus by his skull, pulling them close so that they were nose to nose. "What you think I'm gay or something?!" Sans yelled in brother's face. Sans threw Papyrus against the couch again. "Don't get any ideas smart one, it's your soul I'm starin' at." Sans spat.
Papyrus looked down at his ribcage. You could see his soul, it was glowing a vibrant orange and pulsed inside his chest cavity. Papyrus looked up at Sans in fear as he saw his older brother staring back down at him hungrily. Papyrus tried to back away but quickly found that he couldn't when his spine pressed against the couch cushions. "Sans?" Papyrus quivered as said skeleton was panting like an animal. "Papyrus…" Was all that Sans said and without warning, Sans jumped on top of his younger brother. "SANS?!" Papyrus shrieked, Sans smacked him over the head with the whip. "Shut up…. Ghr, just shut… the fuck up!" Sans snapped as he continued to pant. Sans reached into Papyrus' ribcage and grabbed his soul making him shriek and recoil. Sans was pissed off at this and pinned Papyrus to the couch with his magic to keep him still. "Stay still you dumbass and this will hurt less!" Sans growled as he grabbed his brother's pulsating soul and managed to separate it from its owner. Sans' panting slowly became a little less manic and started to even out as he stared at the soul in his hands. "Its…kinda squishy." Sans chuckled as played around with it. He heard Papyrus groan in pain as he messed around with the soul. Sans looked up and saw the huddled mass that Papyrus had balled himself into, Sans grinned wickedly revealing his golden tooth as an awful yet entertaining thought crawled through his head. Sans brought his brother's soul up to his mouth and stuck his luminescent, red tongue out. Papyrus peeked his head out from in between his knees and quietly gasped as he saw the scene unfold. Choking on his words, Sans ignored Papyrus' desperate attempt to make him stop and took a big lick at the younger skeleton's soul.
"Nghaa!" Papyrus groaned as he felt his brother's tongue move around his soul. Sans stopped to look at Papyrus, who had pulled himself into an even tighter ball and was clutching the area where his soul would normally be. Sans laughed evilly and licked Papyrus' soul again. A deep, animal-like growl began to emanate from Sans' throat as he continued to lick Papyrus' soul. "B-br-brother…?" Papyrus moaned as he squirmed through the torment. "Heh heh, I know I call just about everyone 'sweetheart' but this takes it to a whole new level Pap." Sans snarled as he enjoyed the divine taste of the pulsing orange soul. "P-please…st-stop…It…hurts…s-so m-much." Papyrus begged Sans, who he hardly recognized anymore as his older brother was now an animal. "No way bro, I'm having way too much fun with this!" Sans deviously spat. He looked down at the glowing orange soul in his grasp and smirked as he decided to continue his brother's torment. He bit down on the soul and laughed as it trembled in his maw. "Gha! S-s-sans, p-please!" Papyrus trembled as he barely managed himself onto the couch and gripped his ribcage in pain. Sans laughed harder causing his sharp, fang-like teeth to pierce his brother's soul. "Ghaaa, Sans I'm begging you!" Papyrus cried as his soul ached from the torment. Sans just stared at his brother as he took a big gulp of the orange fluid that was seeping from Papyrus' soul. Sans growling grew louder as he was lapping up the delicious taste of his brother. "Nah, no way. Your too damn delicious for me to let go bro." Sans voiced changed to a growling pant as he continued to bite down on his brother's soul. "God, I just want to fucking eat your soul Pap." Sans spat wildly causing Papyrus' eye sockets to somehow widen in fear. Sans took the soul out of his teeth and wrapped his tongue around the soul again making Papyrus squirm and cry. "S-sans…please…I…I DON'T WANT TO DIE!" Papyrus wailed as tears streamed down his skull. Sans stared at him and sighed as he took the soul out of his mouth again. "I knew you were just a big baby." Sans muttered as he turned to look at the quivering form that his brother had turned into. "Tch, fine…take your stupid soul back, baby." Sans spat dis-approvingly. Sans let the soul drop from his grip and it immediately whisked itself back into its proper place inside Papyrus' ribcage. Sans walked over to Papyrus and picked him up, he walked over to the stairs and began to climb them. "Get some sleep bro, tomorrow we're going to get you some new clothes. You know, to make up for the ones I burned." He said calmly as he set Papyrus down on his bed. Sans then walked away without another word and walked into his own room. Once Papyrus heard Sans' bedroom close he curled himself up underneath his covers and began to weep into his pillow. "What have I done?" Papyrus whispered just as he passed out.