Sans jolted awake to the sound of clattering windows being shaken by the strong wind. Stretching, he glanced up at the clock. 6:15… 6:15!? Sans scrambled off the couch in a hurry, not meaning to take a nearly three hour nap. Usually Papyrus would have woken him up after getting home from school. Did his bro really let him sleep in? maybe he really did look as exhausted as he felt.
Shuffling to the fridge, Sans opened it to discover… he'd forgotten to buy groceries again. Maybe Papyrus would be okay with Grilby's? Sans knew how weird Paps was about grease, but maybe he could grab a milkshake as well to alleviate his annoyance. Satisfied, Sans took a shortcut to to the top of the stairs and knocked on Papyrus' door.
"Hey Papy, I'm gonna grab dinner from Grilby's. I'll get'cha a milkshake."
Silence.
He knocked again. "Hey Paps, are you awake in there?"
More silence.
"I'm coming in Papyrus." Sans announced as he opened the door. To his bewilderment his brother wasn't in it. After checking the closet, Sans searched the rest of the house. "Papyrus?" He shouted as he search high and low for his brother. Concern started to creep in when he realized his brother wasn't in the house. Frantically he yanked his shoes on and opened the front door, the wind forcing a barrage of snow into his face.
"Papyrus!" He shouted, his voice strained from the increased volume. Nothing except the wind and the darkening cavern greeted him. He rushed into the street, looking for any sign of his brother. Sans ran around the house, making sure his brother wasn't playing outside. No luck.
After checking the basement and shed, the next logical place would be the school. Maybe he had been kept after for some reason? His mind made up, Sans ran down the street, hoping he might see Papyrus on the way there. Apparently he was the only one crazy enough to be outside in this weather. The streets were abandoned and the only open shop was Grilby's.
The storm was pushing him back the whole way, but he finally managed to reach the elementary. The building was dark and locked, clearly empty. The playground was abandoned, the swings tangled together from the wind, and only a few street lamps provided some form of light in the darkness.
Breathing heavily, Sans glanced around trying to think. Okay, if Papyrus wasn't at school or the house, where else could he be? Sans wasn't aware of any specific friends Papyrus had, and is sure his brother would have contacted him if he was staying over at a classmates house. Grilby's was out, and the Shop was unlikely since they closed before the storm started.
Sans quickly started walking. If he wasn't in town, then he had to be in the forest.
'Oh stars don't let him be in the forest.'
As if to answer his question, he noticed the silhouette of a long piece of fabric fluttering from a low tree branch near the Snowdin sign. Sans rushed over to it, recognizing it immediately as his brother's scarf.
"Papyrus!" He yelled frantically, only to be met by more wind and snow blinding his sockets. Clutching the scarf tightly, he began rushing to the forest entrance before realizing how stupid his plan was. There was no way he could search the forest alone, not in this storm anyway. He'd probably get lost himself with how bad things were.
Turning back towards town, Sans prepared to take a shortcut. "Hang on Papyrus, I'm gonna get help."