Sans woke up, still on the couch from yesterday, man he was bone-tired from that headache. He soon got up and stumbled over the blanket, he groaned his whole body convulsed. He really felt sick today but he had to do his job, man wasn't he lazier back in the Underground. As the skeleton stood up he stumbled after a great wave of dizziness struck.

'Oh god… Come on Lazybones pull yourself together.' As he stood weakly on dead feet he looked to see if Paps had gone to work. Sans sighed in relief as he found the enthusiastic skeleton's coat gone.

'Alright Paps is not here get up you lazybones! My legs and everything hurt…' He moaned as he went upstairs to have a shower, man he felt so lazy he wanted to curl in bed and not get out in 500 years.

After getting dressed in his normal ordinary clothes, the short skeleton transported to his old friends bar without even grabbing anything to eat, he didn't feel like eating at all, unless he wanted to heave back up which wasn't the case.

Grillby watched as his old friend stumbled across the bar using the tables to steady himself. This made the fire monster frown, the poor skeleton looked he had gotten drunk but with an ill blush across his face. As the ill-looking skeleton reached Grillby's side, the fire monster grabbed hold of his friend, giving him support to stand up.

"Sans? Sans! Can you hear me? Speak to me, buddy….." Grillby shook the skeleton lightly, seeing if he could get his attention.

Sans looked at Grillby, well…. It didn't seem he was looking at Grillby instead he saw a blurry bright light right in front of him, his vision was starting to focus but would just become fuzzy and spinney. Oh great now he felt like he was gonna heave.

"Sans?"

Sans heard his old friend's cry and looked at him for a moment, suddenly he felt a burning feeling inside him, he groaned as he leaned forward.

Grillby watched in horror as he saw Sans heaving all the remains of yesterday's food, he rubbed his friend's back trying to comfort him but was still at the edge of shock. After the skeleton had finished heaving, he felt the flame monster nudge him.

"Sans go home and rest." Grillby advised, feeling the worry rise inside him.

Sans was going to protest before he nodded and transported not bothering just to walk home.

As he arrived home, the painful and unbearable headache came back to him. Sans grabbed his skull as he let out a frustrated shout, the pain was too much for him, it felt like Chara sliced his brain in two. Oh god he wasn't gonna mention their name not know not ever. Well he already did… Lovely.

His vision swirled and he was about to faint in a dark pit if he wasn't able to grab something, as soon as he put his bone-like hand on the desk, it slipped. Sans felt hitting his head on the desk and collapsing on the floor, darkness presented him now, the only thing he heard was the door opening and the cry of his younger brother, Papyrus….

Heh… He screwed up big time now….

Papyrus P.O.V

The tall skeleton was taking a break and talking to Undyne, when he heard his phone ring out interrupting the conversation.

"Excuse me, Undyne. This is the Great Papyrus speaking!" Papyrus said, in his usual cheerful voice.

"Y-Yeah, Papyrus… This is Grillby…. S-Sans… came in this morning…. He looked sick…. He even fell sick in the bar, mind if you can check him out because he seems very ill…." Grillby explained, leaning on the bar desk, cleaning slowly as worry started to rise up like his flames.

"O-Oh I-I-I'll go and check on him now! Sans had a migraine last night so…. Maybe that's the cause? But the Great Papyrus thanks you for your help!" The scarfed skeleton hung up the phone and rushed to his house to check on his older brother. Worry and fear was now filling his soul.

Sans had been having a bad time after they had gotten to the surface. After he explained what resets and what the…. Human had killed all of them. Mostly would kill Papyrus to anger Sans.

Papyrus didn't know how but he had made it in time only to see his brother on the floor, with blood gushing out of his head as if he had hit it on the desk. The tall skeleton rushed and kneeled to his brother shaking him to keep him up just in case he had a concussion.

But no avail…. Sans twitched. Well least he was alive. Papyrus reached for the phone and dialled 911. Ambulances soon came rushing to their house and carried out the injured skeleton who was in Papyrus's soft arms. Papyrus looked on with worry, he should have seen this coming he?

When they had arrived at the hospital, Sans was taken to surgery. Papyrus waited about an hour before a young man in a cloak came up to him.

"Are you Sans's brother?" The young man asked, looking at his clipboard with great interest.

"Y-Yes" Papyrus choked, his optimistic spirit fading in his soul.

The doctor looked at Papyrus before shifting his glasses up his nose, noticing the skeleton's face dropping even more…

"Well good news is your brother is unconscious but isn't in coma after the concussion he had…." He paused, as the bad news was about to be released. "Bad news is he has an infection in his 'eyes'. He currently is in a coma state after we did the surgery which took us so long to tell you but… He should be fine… I-I'll leave you alone…"

Papyrus didn't say anything, he started to tremble in his seat, looking down. After the doctor had left, the tall skeleton broke down in tears covering his face.

'Please brother! Please be okay! What will I do without you?!'

AN: Welp been a while I've been pretty busy... Poor Papyrus... D: ... Well I'll see you in the next chapter ;)