"huh? what's that kiddo?" Sans inquired as Frisk pulled his sleeve. Grillby's was cold and damp, like the food it served. "you wanna know... about... my family?" Recollection flashed in the skeleton's eye-sockets.
"Yeah." Frisk explained briefly.
"alright then," Sans agreed with some hesitation. "hope you like long stories, cause you're about to hear one." He closed his eyes. "it started a long time ago. monsters were just sealed beneath the ground..."
"papyrus!" the young skeleton cried, his eye glowing radiantly. "p-paps! where are you!?"
Sans heard high pitched screaming. Actually, on closer inspection it sounded more like laughing. "NYEH HEH HEH!"
"p-papyrus?" Sans asked, confused.
"Oh, hello there!" a womans voice called, "you must be Sans! Papyrus has told me so much about you!" A white, furry monster kneeled before him. "I am Queen Toriel."
"queen?" Sans' eyes returned to normal, "hello your majesty. Thank you for taking care of my brother."
"Oh, it was no trouble. And please, just call me Toriel
"okay you- toriel. nice to meet you. i'm sans."
"Yes. Papyrus told me you were quite 'punny'," the queen chuckled. Sans laughed and Papyrus sighed an annoyed breath.
"wow, you have 'goat' to be 'kidding' me." Sans winked and Toriel laughed out loud.
"SANS, YOU ARE SO OBNOXIOUS." Papyrus said grumpily.
"c'mon, bro you know how 'humerus' i am."
"Ho ho ho!" Toriel exclaimed.
"SANS, STOP IT!"
"stop skull-king papyrus."
"Ha ha ha!!"
"SANS!!"
"don't worry bro, I've got a skele-ton more!"
"SAANS!!"
"Ha ha ha! You are hilarious, Sans! Wherever did you come from, my child? Who are your parents?"
Sans' bones grew cold, "well, I'm not so sure. Our mom- her name was trebuchet, and online she went by ps2p- she the best. so kind, so loving."
"I met Trebuchet. We were friends, way back when," Toriel said, "continue."
"right, my mom was the nicest person ever. my dad, however, was quite the opposite. he left when paps was born. saw his eye and said he didn't want another 'freak son.'"
Toriel gasped, "That's terrible!"
"yeah, don't know his name or what he looks like or anything. mom died just after. me and my bro have walked alone ever since."
"Oh my child!" Toriel came down to hug young Sans. "That is awful! Let me help you! Tell me anything that you need!"
"well, anything might be a good start," He joked.
"Alright! We will allow you to have a room in Mettaton resort! My husband and I will pay for your stay!"
"REALLY, MRS. TORIEL!?" the younger skeleton asked, "WILL YOU DO THAT!? CAN... CAN YOU DO THAT?"
"Well, of course! Only the finest of treatment for The Great Papyrus!"