I was somehow able to write this despite Halloween, my birthday, Delta Rune, and being sick (on my birthday I might add. My luck sucks). You played Delta Rune yet? The music is awesome!

Anyway, I won't ramble. Here's part 2. Enjoy.

Arby

"yeah, yeah..." Came Sans' voice as Papyrus awakened. "i'll keep an eye socket on him, queeny. Uh, sorry, bad habit." Well, that answered the inevitable question of who he was talking to. He groaned as his energy returned to him and the grogginess began to wear off. "oh, i gotta go. later, your highness." Sans finished as he hung up and approached him. "mornin' bro. how're ya feelin'?"

"I feel- Wait, morning?!" Papyrus yelled a bit louder than he intended. The shorter sibling nodded.

"yup. you passed out after the um... experiment. you were out-cold all night and now it's 11am." Sans explained, only for Papyrus to sit up in a panic.

"11am?! I need to get to the-"

"nope." Sans interrupted, placing a hand on his brother's chest and forcing him to lay back down. "i called alphys, told her you were sick and couldn't do your captain stuff today."

"But you just got off the phone with her. My shift usually starts at 7am sharp! That means it has been FOUR HOURS and the Guard-"

"would you relax? the guard isn't a bunch of baby bones, ya know. i'm sure that they can cope perfectly fine on their own for a day or two." Sans reassured, tucking the blanket back around Papyrus. "anyway, you didn't answer me before. how're ya feeling?"

"I feel fine." He spoke without even needing to think about it.

"really?"

"Yeah. I feel refreshed and ready to face the day with a more optimistic outlook! Now that I think about it, that was the best night's sleep I've had in a long time! ...Am I dead?" Papyrus suddenly asked, causing Sans to somehow choke on thin air.

"what? no, of course you're not dead. it is strange though. you were in a lot of pain before you passed out, but now you're suddenly fine? hm..." Sans looked at the soul monitor that his brother was hooked up to. All his stats had been improved significantly and his HP was full. No sign of trouble anywhere. This baffled him as he placed a hand on his chin. "well, i don't really know what else to say, other than i think it worked."

"It worked?" Papyrus asked, his skull tilting a little to the side.

"yup. your stats are higher than i've ever seen them and your soul is stronger than ever. seems like a win-win to me, bro." He carefully unhooked him from the monitor and put it away, allowing Papyrus to sit up and stretch his bones. "however..." Sans continued as he went over to make tea for them both.

"I don't like the sound of that 'however'." Papyrus admitted, narrowing his eye sockets. "What is it?"

"while you were out, your magic started doing something weird." He went quiet for a minute, before coming back and handing him a mug. Papyrus stared up at him for a moment before speaking.

"Are you going to elaborate on that or...?"

"oh right. look over there." Sans nodded to near his desk. Papyrus looked over, only to see several, old desktop towers arranged into some kind of makeshift bed. The tall skeleton rubbed his eye sockets and looked again. Yep, there was no doubt. Asleep on top of the towers, was a small, skeletal...

"Sans, what is that?" Papyrus asked, never having seen anything like this before.

"my first guess was either a dog or a cat of some kind, but..." He trailed off, placing his tea on the desk and picking the strange creature up. It slowly awoke in Sans' hands, the being so small that it was just barely larger than them. It let out a high-pitched yawn and stretched its legs and... wings? "no cat or dog i've ever seen has wings, so that went out the window." Sans finished. Papyrus was stunned.

"That, and cats and dogs aren't skeletal either. Its skull looks like one of my blasters." He added as Sans came back over and placed the thing in his lap. "What are you doing!? I don't know what this thing is!" He tensed up, but the small creature just stared up at him happily with wide eye sockets.

"well, your magic made it, pap. i guess it was a side-effect? i can't be sure. either way, i dunno how we're gonna explain this to anyone that sees it. can you get rid of it like you do you magic attacks?" Papyrus tried his best, but the creature didn't go away. It didn't even seem to care as it began to chase its own tail.

"Maybe it is a dog, but a breed we haven't seen before." Papyrus suggested after it made itself dizzy and fell off the couch with a small thud. "It certainly has the intelligence of one." He added, watching as the little creature ran towards Sans' prized chemistry table.

"oh no. don't you dare go near that!" Sans yelled, likely running faster than he had done in years just to pick it up and give it back to Papyrus.

"Don't you have a book or something about strange creatures? You're the smart one of the family."

"uh..." He went over to his bookshelf and ran his finger along until he found it: a book that Undyne had given him, 'The Big Book of Mythical Creatures'. "this is a start, i guess. it's a book from the surface, so maybe humans know more about different dog species than we do."

"But, dogs aren't mythical creatures." The tall skeleton spoke as he held the small being, which wiggled around within his hands, trying to get away.

"eh." Was his response as he began to look through the pages, skimming over many of them until he came to a sudden stop. "hold up, i think we have a winner." He told him as he turned the book around. "look familiar?" The entire left page was a picture of a large, scaled beast. It walked on four legs and had two enormous wings with a long tail that thinned out to a point. Despite the size difference and added features of the picture, this little skeletal creature looked exactly like it.

"I think you've got it, brother. What is it called? I can't read it from here." Sans flipped the book back around and read aloud.

"these beasts are known as dragons." He spoke, reading a bit more to himself before staring at the skeletal dragon with wide eye sockets. "i don't like it, bro. apparently these things can breathe fire, and grow to be... well, too damn big for my liking."

"What am I supposed to do, throw it in the magma of Burnin'? That's awful! I'm going to keep the little guy. If he does grow to be big, then maybe I can tame him and he can fly me around!" The more he talked about it, the more excited he got. This tiny dragon could actually be a huge advantage for him. Given enough work, he could fly him around the Underground, making his daily patrols far more efficient. "I just need to name him." As he said this, the tiny dragon thought it would be a good idea to bash his skull into Papyrus'. "Ow!" He placed him down and rubbed the sore spot. "That hurt you know." Sans chuckled.

"heh, he causes quite an impact, right bro?" Papyrus froze at the pun, but then smiled.

"Perfect!"

"uh, what?" Sans asked, suddenly confused as he placed the book back on his shelf.

"His name shall be Impact! Impact the Blaster Dragon!" Sans was there in complete bewilderment, even mentally questioning if this was all some coffee-induced nightmare or something.

"pap, i don't think-"

"No time to waste! Your training must begin immediately!" Papyrus picked Impact back up and sprinted for the door. "Thank you, brother!" He yelled as he left. The shorter sibling needed a minute or two just to comprehend what had happened.

"...uh, later bro." He said despite there being no one there now. He shook himself from his trance and decided to get on with the mountain of paper work that was on his desk. Wait, he was working? Yep, today was a weird day.