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So this whole thing would have happened in between chapter 6 and 7 of my EbottHigh story so if you haven't read that yet go do it and come back later because this story has things that won't make sense if you haven't.
I feel some feels coming on.
It had seemed like a normal day.
it was a Sunday and the skeleton brothers went on a car ride around town. they had almost gotten home, all they needed to do was go across the highway and then they'd be back. but fate had a different plan.
A truck crashed into the brothers car sending them lurching forward. "Sans are you alright?" Papyrus had asked checking his brother over. "I'm fine, I think." Sans replied feeling his skull for cracks.
An odd sound could be heard, like air escaping from a small hole, along with the smell of gas and rotten eggs. "Sans get out of the car." Papyrus says seriously. Sans notices Papyrus struggling with his seat belt. "Papyrus your stuck-" "GO." Papyrus says unbuckling Sans from his seat. Sans opens his door but doesn't get out.
"Paps let me try- whoa!" Papyrus pushes Sans out the open door. "GO, Get out of here!" he says still trying to undo his seat belt. "Papyrus what's going on?" Sans says with a shake in his voice. "Just go, you have to get out of here." Sans starts to slowly back away from the car.
The hissing sound suddenly gets interrupted by a huge boom, sending the car up four feet in the air Sans shields his skull from shrapnel with his arms and uncovers himself once the explosion was over. Sans stands there wide eyed, staring at the now almost unrecognizable car. A metal rod that had come off of the car when it had blew up came hurtling down straight through the convertibles open roof and through Papyrus's skull with a sickening crack.
"PAPYRUS!" Sans shouts at the top of his lungs running towards the mess of a car, sirens being heard coming closer to him. Sans jumps into where papyrus was in the car but only finds a pile of dust and the red scarf that had been around his brothers neck. "Papyrus...?" Sans hears a crowd forming and people shouting but all he can do is sit in the on fire car with the scarf in his hands.
Sans feels strong arms pick him up and lie him on a rolling cot. only now noticing the shrapnel stuck in his bones and the burning sensation on his hands "Sir, Sir do you know what your name is?." Sans can't answer, he just curls up on the gurney with the dusty red scarf and lets all his tears fall down his face with little sobs intertwined.
The medic feels where his wrist would be, feeling for the odd skeleton pulse but feels nothing, instead feeling his neck which does have a pulse. they roll him into a ambulance but he catches a glimpse of a fireman using his hose to put out the car on fire, but in doing so, unknowingly washes away the dust on the drivers seat. Sans sobs harder into the scarf while a medic closes the door to the ambulance.
Sans feels them put a pillow underneath his feet and drape a blanket over him. "Hey it's going to be alright, okay?" Sans sobs harder curling in on himself some coughs being let out within the sobs as well. "I'm going to put a breathing mask over your face so that you will be able to breath better, okay." Sans hugs the scarf to himself and coughs. they take his normal medical mask off and replace it with the air mask.
with the new mask on Sans could breath a little easier but still takes big hiccuping gasps of air. "there you go, breath." they say reassuringly.
They reach the hospital and take Sans on the gurney into the emergency room transferring him to an operation table. "Okay, we are just going to give you some special medicine to help you sleep so we can help you, alright?" Sans doesn't look at anyone, he just squeezes his eye-sockets shut holding onto the scarf for dear life.
Someone takes one of his arms and lies it flat on the bed and feels a needle go into his hand soon after that someone tries to take the dusty scarf from him. His eyes shoot open and he pulls his hand away from the needle that there inserted there. "NO!" he shouts, being vocal for the first time sense the crash. "YOUR NOT TAKING MY BROTHER AWAY FROM ME!" the doctors and nurses grab his arms and legs and strap them to the bed, putting the IV back into his hand to get him to settle down. "Sir, please calm down. we need to be able to help you."
They try to take the scarf away once again but Sans would not have any of that. He holds at tightly as he could to the scarf but the longer he does so the more tired he feels and eventually he passes out from the combined effort of the drugs and the exhaustion of the day.
Sans wakes up under white blankets, in a white bed, in a white room. he looks around to study his surroundings.
There is beeping coming from a machine next to him, There's a vase with flowers in it on a side table with a get well soon card on it.
He suddenly realizes what happened. The people took the last bit of Papyrus he had left away from him. The beeping in the room gets faster. He rapidly scans the room for the most important thing to him right then. he catches a glimpse of color, red.
He jumps out of the bed but as soon as his feet hit the floor he falls to his knees. "aahrrg." He tries to get back up but the annoying continuous beep going throughout the room is annoying as hell. Slowly he crawls to a chair in the corner of the room that has his cloths on it and his brothers scarf.
Just now realizing he was wearing hospital pants and bandages around his ribs and arms, Sans reaches for the scarf as the door slams open and nurses and doctors come running in, along with Undyne, Toriel and Alphys, who is sweating like there is no tomorrow.
He is quickly bombarded with questions. "are you alright?" "what are you doing out of bed?" "what happened?" Sans curls up in fear, once again clutching his brothers scarf. In all of the confusion one voice stands out. "Sans it's okay, deep breath, you're okay" Sans takes a big breath and lets his tears flow. Toriel kneels down by him and pulls him into a gentle hug. "I know, I know. I'm sorry Sans"
Sans sobs into Toriel's soft dress as all but one nurse leaves the room. "I'm sorry to interrupt but we need to check your vitals now that your awake." Toriel lifts Sans up from her a little. "Sans, you need to go with this nice lady so she can make sure you can go home. "H-home? b-but P-P-Papyrus... *sob* he he he-" Toriel holds her hand up to stop him. "I know. I know. and we will help with anything you need but for now you need to go with the nurse.
Sans nods and slowly gets up to his feet wobbling a bit and holding the scarf close to his chest. The nurse pulls a wheel chair from the corner of the room and helps him get into it. Alphys and Undyne decide it best to go hang out in the lobby for a bit, seeing as Undyne isn't very good with feelings herself and someone needed to keep an eye on her.
Out of the room the nurse pushes the wheelchair with Sans in it to an examination room where she helps him onto the table. "Okay, so how are you feeling right now?" She asks logging into the computer. "I-I d-don't know... a lot of things h-hurt..." the nurse nods "That is to be expected, you were in a burning car"
The nurse finds Sans' files on the computer and turns back to him. "Okay lets take a peak under those bandages, I'll redo them as well. and maybe if your good you could have a sticker." Sans knows he would normally be happy, abnormally happy for someone his age, to get a sticker but he can't even muster a smile up to his face.
They check his wounds and re-wrap his torso and arms up in new bandages. She then goes to check his skele-pulse and puts some burn cream on his hands all the while the scarf lies on Sans' lap.
"alright, all done! you wanna pick out a sticker?" Sans shakes his head and bundles up the scarf to hold it against himself like he would if it were his teddy bear.
The nurse helps Sans back into the wheelchair and pushes him back to the room where Toriel waits for them. "Hello Sans, did it go well?" Sans nods and tries to stand on his own but finds that it was almost harder than it was before. Toriel helps Sans stabilize himself and leads him to he bed. "W-when can I g-go home?" Sans asks laying himself down on the bed. "Well it really depends on your recovery rate but I'd say about a week."
Sans pulls his knees up to his chest, holding the scarf next to him so tightly that it hurt. "But," Said Toriel trying to lighten the mood. "We can bring you things from your house so you can feel more comfortable." Sans hugs the scarf again not wanting to ever let it go. "Sans, I- I'm so sorry about Papyrus... If there's anything we can do to help, please tell us, we'd be more than happy to do it."
The nurse leaves and Sans lets out a huge sob. "W-we c-can't even h-ave a-a funeral, T-they w-ashed him away!" Toriel leans in to hug him. "shh... no it's okay, we can still have a funeral. What did his... dust get on?" Sans holds the scarf up a little. "Oh dear... I'm so sorry. If you'd like we could bury his scarf, or sense i'm sure Papyrus would have loved to stay with you, you could always keep it."
Sans stares down at the red object in his hands. "P-Papyrus w-would love to still be h-here...with me... would it be wrong of m-me to keep it?" "No, no, no it is entirely up to you, if you feel it's right to keep it then that is the right choice."
Five minutes of hugging and crying later Undyne and Alphys come back to the room, Undyne with a balloon that says "Hope your arm gets soon buddy" Undyne hands the balloon to Toriel who in turn ties it to the bed. "Sans." Alphys says "Is there anything we can get you? like something from your house or some food from the cafe?" Sans nods and answers "I-I kind of miss my bear..." Undyne jumps up right away "I can get it!" she shouts and bolts from the room.
"Sorry 'bout that, she just wants to be helpful" Alphys says shyly. Sans looks up at the balloon Undyne had brought for him. "Sans? I-i'm sorry, about Papyrus. but it's going to be okay, you still have us and we can help you if you need it, Okay." the tearful skeleton nods his head and lets it sink down.
Sans speaks unexpectedly "I wish Papyrus was here."
Some how, even though the skeleton household was twenty minutes away by car Undyne manages to go there and back within half an hour.
At this point San is laying under the bed sheets with Papyrus's scarf around his neck, eyes half lidded, Toriel is sitting in the chair in the corner of the room and Alphys is sitting on the inside ledge of the window staring out into the lake outside.
"Hey guys, I'm back." Undyne says walking into the room with a plastic bag full of stuff. Toriel gets up and goes over to the fish lady by the door. "Thank you Undyne, you are very helpful." Undyne beams before she walks over to the bed and sits on the edge. "Hey Sans I got your bear for you, I also got a couple of books I saw lying around, I hope you don't mind." Sans shakes his head and pulls his plush bear, Mr. Bearington, out of the bag.
He hugs the plushy as tight as he could without hurting himself even more. "Thank you." He says and Toriel looks at the clock reading 7:30, comes over to him and makes him lay back onto the pillow. "You need some rest, I'll go tell the nurses your going to sleep just in case they need to set anything up.
Toriel leaves the room to find a nurse and soon returns with a woman wearing scrubs. "Hey there little buddy, I'm Jess, I just need to attach some monitors to ya so nothing bad happens while you sleep, kay?" Sans doesn't do anything but the woman continues anyway.
She attaches some sticky pads to his wrists, and chest over the bandages. medicine sure has advanced in the last decade or so. "All right, your all set, I'll be your main care taker over the week so I'll see you in the morning." Jess leaves and Toriel comes over to the bed to hug Sans goodnight. "Good night Sans, I'll see you in the morning. Maybe I'll bring the children to come visit you." Toriel walks to the door with Alphys and Undyne. "See ya little dude." "Bye Sans, I'll see you tomorrow."
The older monsters all walk out the door, dimming the lights.
Sans turns onto his side and squeezes Mr. Bearington. " Why him, why Papyrus " he whispers as he drifts off into a restless sleep.
He gasps opening his eyes that he did not know he closed. "Papyrus?" Sans says looking to his left. He realizes he is in a moving car. and Papyrus is driving. "Paps! You're you're Alive!" Papyrus doesn't move, he just keeps driving.
"Papyrus, where are we?" Papyrus does nothing.
"PAPYRUS." nothing
"PAPYRUS!" Sans yells grabbing Papyrus's shoulder. "AH!" he yanks his hand back and looks at it. there are black scorch marks on his hand and he feels like it is on fire. "Papyrus, what-" he doesn't finish his sentence, seeing Papyrus turn his head to Sans quickly to reveal a iron rod through his skull, orange magic seeping from the wound on both ends.
"P-P-Papyr-us?" Sans says shrinking back in fear. Papyrus reaches out to Sans and he notices his brothers seat belt melted into his cloths and a lock holding it in place. Sans tries to keep away from his brother but is stopped by the car door. he looks over the door to find a huge chasm on ether side.
He can feel his heartbeat get faster and he rapidly looks around for an escape.
Papyrus grabs hold of Sans and in a strange language yells "GO." he shoves him over the side of the car and he falls down into the chasm. further and further until he hits the bottom.
"AHHHRRGGG!" Sans yells waking up. he is being held down by straps on the bed, as he struggles against the restraints some nurses rush around trying to calm him down.
They put a mask on his face and pump a tranquilizer into his system. there is a too fast beeping going on in the midst of the organized madness alerting the staff that Sans' heart beat (?) is too fast.
Quickly he is calmed down but he is still shaking. his breathing is ragged and he still pulls against the restraints, not liking being held down. "Hey, calm down little buddy, we can't have you going into cardiac arrest." Jess, The nurse from five hours ago says.
Sans finally lies still and the nurses undo the restraints. "What happened" one of the nurses asks another. "I think it was some kind of nightmare or night terror." Jess picks up one of his hands and speaks softly. "It's all right, it was just a nightmare." She starts to gently rub his hand with her thumb.
"you want to get up for a bit?" She asks. Sans nods and grabs his brothers scarf.
Jess rolls a wheelchair over to the bed and helps him get in. "I know whenever I have a bad dream I feel like I can never go back to sleep, so I'll normally go walk around my house for a bit and then I can finally sleep again."
They go out into the hall and the lights are dimmed. "Would you like to go to the day room? I know it's not day time, and it's normally closed but sometimes the staff will unlock it for some of the patients, ya know, like so this place doesn't seem so creepy at night." Sans shrugs and Jess starts to wheel him there anyway. "I'm sure you'll like it."
They reach the day room and find that the doors are already open. "Huh, I guess someone else wanted to hang out in there at midnight too." Jess wheels Sans into the room and parks him next to the couch.
There's a girl about his age sitting cross-legged in the middle of the couch flipping through chanels on the TV so fast he's not sure how she can tell whats on. "Blaze shouldn't you be sleeping?" Jess asks the girl "Can't sleep, too many noises, Alberta woke me up." Jess gives a little 'ah' and turns to the fruit basket on the table and takes out an apple.
"W-who's Alberta?" Sans asks. The girl, Blaze, Doesn't look away from the TV but answers. "She's a purple snake that likes to try to kill me in my sleep." Sans stares wide eyed at the girl on the couch.
"Don't worry about her, she hasn't slept in a week." Sans can't help but feel he's seen this girl before, but he shrugs it off and rubs the scarf in his hands. "Do you want to watch something?" Jess asks Sans. "B-but isn't s-she watching something?" he points to the girl on the couch again. "Na, she probably wouldn't even notice if I took the remote right out of her hands."
Jess goes over to the girl who's eyes are finally starting to droop and carefully takes the remote out of her hands. "There you go." she says handing Sans the remote. he flips through the stations, not nearly as fast as the now sleeping girl on the couch did, and finds a station playing back to the future two.
It had been nearly an hour and Jess said she needed to clock out. "Sorry little buddy but I need to clock out, I should take you back to your room." Sans nods, understanding, and turns the TV off.
Jess takes him back to his room and dims the lights just enough. "You should try and get some sleep, you don't want to end up seeing things like 'Alberta' " Sans smiles a little and hugs himself as he falls into a calm dreamless sleep.
"Shh, don't wake him up, he needs his rest." Sans wakes up to Toriel shushing Chara.
"Look, He's waking up!" Chara says pointing over their mothers arm. "Oh, Good morning Sans, how did you sleep?" Sans shrugs and Frisk hops over to him with a card in hand. "Sans, Frisk made a card for you, they did some research on skeletons and wrote it in wing dings" Sans smiles at this and Frisk hands him the card.
'keep smiling!' it says on the cover. 'Sorry for everything, hope you get better soon, Love Frisk, Chara, and Asriel.' Its signed on the inside but all the handwriting is the same for the first two names indicating that the same person signed it.
"T-thanks you guys" Sans says tearing up. Frisk pulls him into a hug tearing up some themselves. Chara walks over to the bed as well and puts a hand small on one of his. "Um, I'm sorry, about your brother and all." Sans nods solemnly.
"I'm sorry Asriel couldn't come today, he wasn't feeling well and they wouldn't have let him in." Toriel says sitting in the corner chair. "Chara, don't you have something you made for Sans too?" Toriel says with a smile.
Chara takes the satchel off their shoulder and takes out a small package wrapped in brown paper. "I, uh made it in therapy yesterday..." they hand him the package and keep their head down and hands behind their back.
Sans opens the small package and finds a small yarn doll in the shape of Papyrus. the doll has a small silk scarf on. "Chara..." he pauses. "Thank you, so much." Sans says letting a couple tears slide down his face. at this point frisk had moved down to the end of the bed and Sans pulls Chara into a big hug.
"Oh! uh.. haha, your welcome, can- can you uh let me go now?" Sans shakes his head and hugs tighter. "Ughk, please let me go, I seriously can't breath." Sans lets them go and they fall dramatically to the floor with a groan.
He sniffs and sets the doll next to his bear. "Moooooooom, I'm hungry!" Chara wines pulling themselves up from the floor. "Chara, you can go to the vending machine down the hall with Frisk." Toriel says handing them each a dollar.
The two children leave the room and Toriel turns back to Sans. " Sans, If you'd like I could call a nurse to get you some food?" Sans shakes his head. "No, that's alright. I'm not really hungry." He glances back to the little Papyrus doll with a sad look in his eyes.
After a while Toriel and the kids have to leave, not wanting to leave a sick Asriel home alone for so long, leaving Sans alone with his thoughts. "I wish Papyrus was here. He always knows what to do." Sans says out loud.
"Why did it even have to happen? was it fate, was it just some FREAK ACCIDENT?" Sans barely realizes he's speaking out loud. "Papyrus isn't a freak accident, he wouldn't die an accident, HE COULDN'T DIE AN ACCIDENT!" He's shouting now, not that he cares. "WHY IS THIS HAPPENING?!" Soon enough nurses are once again in his room.
"What should we do?" one of the nurses asks "Hey, calm down, it's okay" Sans digs his fingers into his skull "NO IT'S NOT OKAY! HE'S DEAD, DEAD AND I COULDN'T DO ANYTHING TO STOP IT." Sans starts clawing at the bandages on his arms. and the nurses have to yank his hands away and pin him down to the bed.
Sans starts sobbing and curls in on himself as the nurses let him go. Sans whimpers quietly. "I wanna go home"
And a weak later he gets his wish, well almost...
Sans gets wheeled out into the waiting room of the hospital, wearing only his pants and t-shirt because his hoodie would aggravate the wounds on his ribs. he waits as Toriel signs some papers for Sans to get checked out of the hospital.
"And you're all set, make sure to take any medicine proscribed and rest up, alright?" the lady behind the counter says cheerily.
Sans doesn't look up from his lap. "Oh, thank you so much dear." Toriel says, ever the cheery. a nurse wheels Sans out to Toriel's car and helps him get in the passenger's seat before taking the wheel chair back to the hospital.
Toriel gets in the drivers seat and looks over at Sans who is rubbing the red scarf that is around his neck. "You all set?" she says before starting the car. He nods and Toriel starts the engine up. As soon as the engine starts Sans stiffens up, staring at the dash board. Toriel seems to notice this and places a big furry paw-hand on Sans's shoulder. "It's alright, It's just a short drive from here to my house."
Toriel assumed that Sans wouldn't want to be in the house that only him and his brother lived in, and she assumed correctly.
Sans nods and tries to pull himself together. 'I will not be a stereotype' Sans thinks to himself. Soon they were off, driving down the high way. the ride took about fifteen minutes. It could have taken less time if they had taken the road that the brothers had taken that fateful day but once again the goat monster decides it best if they don't take that road.
"So," Toriel starts, trying to make small talk. "It's a nice day, isn't it?" Sans looks out the window. "I can see a rain cloud coming our way." Toriel of course tries to make a positive experience out of that. "Well... um... that's a good thing! people's gardens are in need of a nice shower of rain."
Sans doesn't reply to Toriel's comment and stays silent for the rest of the ride.
When they reach Toriel's house she gets out first and walks around to the other side of the car to let Sans out. Toriel barely has to do anything to cox him out before he jumps out like his seat was on fire. He stumbles forward a few steps before Toriel catches him. "Be careful my child, we don't want you to get hurt."
They walk to the door and pause so that Toriel could get out her keys. "Sans, are you alright?" She asks when she notices he was shaking so hard his bones were rattling. "Y-Yeah-heh heh. I'm f-fine Tori." Sans lies. "Oh are you cold?" She asks. Sans nods but his face is twisted in a mix of a smile and a grimace.
"Alright then, lets get you inside and get you warmed up." She says assuring him inside. Now inside the house Sans realizes it wasn't a total lie. he felt a shiver run down his spine and he wraps his arms around himself. "Here how about you sit on the couch and I'll make some soup."
Sans nods and shuffles over to the couch. Toriel hands Sans a plastic bag and he recognizes it as the one form the hospital that held all of his things that were there. He pulls out his bear, Mr. Bearington, and holds him close.
Small foot steps could be heard as some one walks down the short hallway leading into the living-room. Frisk, the creator of the steps, walks up to the couch and sits next to Sans, letting their head tilt and lie on his shoulder. They don't look t each other but both somehow know how the other feels.
"I'm sorry."
Sans looks over at Frisk surprised by the small voice. "it'll be okay" They say tears welling up as the hug Sans tightly. Sans sits there in the hug stunned at the fact that Frisk had spoken to him.
Slowly but surely the shock wears off and he starts to break down. "Thank y-you so much." Sans says between sobs.
The two sit like this giving each other as much comfort as they could.
Sans wakes up, not remembering falling asleep in the first place, to the sound of thunder rolling in the sky.
Even as a lover of all kinds of science Sans still jumps at the sound of the thunder. "P-Papyrus, why couldn't you stay with me. not even through this last storm..." Sans stands up on shaky legs and hobbles over to the front door, opening it with a soft tug.
Walking outside Sans steps out into the rain, soaking his cloths as soon as he leaves the front porch. Sans walks slowly out into the middle of Toriel's front yard as a loud clap of thunder sounds in the sky.
Sans stands there, silent tears scrolling down his face getting combined with the cold rain.
Two big furry arms wrap around Sans from behind and he stiffens up, the rain now being blocked by a large umbrella. Some how Toriel had found Sans outside at night and in the rain.
"It's alright my child, please now, come inside. it isn't good for you to stand outside in the rain." Sans starts to shake and Toriel makes her way in front of Sans and puts her hands on his shoulders. "It's okay, come here young one" She embraces him once more and this time Sans hugs back, burying his head in her slightly damp fur.
As Sans sobs into her, Toriel looks up at the raining sky, thinking-
"If only he knew what he was leaving behind."
Okay so whoa, what did I just do here? My hand slipped BIG TIME!
ya know I really think this went relatively well. I mean if I wanted to be REALLY mean I could've made Sans commit suicide to be with his brother almost immediately... maybe later...
But in all seriousness if you liked this give it a fave and review to tell me what you think of this! if people like this I might continue it, if people don't... well... I might still do it anyways.