I'm gettin real tired of this dick! T- T We'll get there soon, I hope. Also this chapter will NOT be happy! Let's go!

Trigger warning! 'Mention of Rape'
NON CONSENT TOUCHING!

First off I would like to thank yamixyugifanfor helping me realize something I had left out!
So thanks! :)

Papyrus waited on his drunkenness to stop. In the meantime, he got suited up. Time to go bust some heads, he thought to himself. He had one monster in mind and that was Sans. He was out for blood and if anyone dared to step in his way, he'd kill them, not that anyone would... That'd be a very incorrect choice.

He swung his head around to look at the destroyed house. This was the 24th time, this week, hes destroyed it. He would have to make Sans clean it before he tortured him or just go ahead and torture him anyways, then make him clean, and then torture him some more. He wasn't necessarily going to kill Sans, just give him the worst beating of his miserable life.

Papyrus waited a little longer... thinking he was sober enough to leave, he went out of the house, on for the hunt. It was 6:52 and he knew Sans wouldn't be home.

~At Sans's station~

"Zzzz... AH! *Heave*... H-Huh?" Sans awoke startled and confused. Where was he again? Oh yeah, his work station. He must've fallen asleep. His nerves were shot and he had gotten a bigger basket of food than usual. He wiped his sockets yawning.

He really needed that. A good meal and a nap was what he needed, after the week of hell he's been through, he defiantly deserved it. He didn't think or feel this way though but it was still a nice thought... He sat there looking around. He looked at his ripped shirt and jacket. Man did he wish he could fix them. This was his favorite jacket... He could care less about the shirt. It was itchy and not comfy anyways. The jacket had come from his cool brother and now it was ruined... He blamed himself for the jacket's demise even though Papyrus was the one that made it meet it horrible demise.

Sans sat a little longer, watching the small snowflakes land on the counter of his station. It had to be getting late. "hmmm... Oh, what time is it?" He thought aloud.

He looked under his station finding a small clock. 6:53... Well, he's dead... There was no WAY in hell he was gonna make it back in time.

"S-SHI- I mean CRAP!" Sans corrected himself, out of habit with Papyrus... He started running. He had to get back home. He ran looking behind to see if he left anything running into what felt like a tree.

Sans looked up, a dark shadow loomed above him.
"Oh, there you are!" The monster ginned.
"B-Boss!?"
"Sorry runt, I don't know who boss is!" It was a man's voice.

The supposedly big 'man' gave him a blank expression.

The figured leaned down grabbing Sans by the collar of his ripped shirt.
"But... I know who master is!" The monster laughed.

"Come on out boys! It seems we have a new toy!"
"Heh heh heh! Awesome!" A monster came from the shadows followed by another.
"I can't wait to rip em' apart!"

Sans whimpered uncomfortably, why did everyone go after him. Was it because he was brothers with Papyrus...? He wasn't sure.

"So this is The Great Papyrus's brother... HA! Doesn't look like much!" One spat.
"1HP!? HAHAHA! WOW, PAPYRUS SURE DID GOOD TRAINING YOU!" The other laughed.

"L-Let me go! I need to get home!" If he could just play his cards right... then he might just get out of this alive and maybe but unlikely get back to Papyrus in time. He was way more scared of him than these three assholes put together...

"Oh come on sweet cheeks! Why leave so soon? You're brother can fuck with you any time he wants. It's our time now." The man said so casually which bothered Sans.

Since when did these 'fucktards' as Papyrus usually put it, think they got to have Sans. He was Papyrus's brother, not theirs.

Sans sometimes took everything to literal, this was a bad characteristic he had.
He was pulled from his thoughts, that guy was taking him and walking away.

"Wh-Where are you taking me!? STOP!" Sans was beginning to panic.
"Don't you worry sweetheart! Just somewhere special, that's all..."
"Y-Yeah! Somewhere special! Where we can fuck your brains out!" One shadow howled.
"Would you just shut the hell up!" The other yelled.

Sans didn't like the way that sounded. Were they going to kill him? He's heard of shooting people's brains out but never 'Fucking' people's brains out...

He couldn't see anything but white snow as he was carried down a path and then into something like a trench. This is bad and Papyrus won't be coming this time. He was thrown face first into the snow. The other two guys pinned him down. Leaving the lone guy who stepped on Sans sternum.

"Arg! ST-STOP!" Sans shouted, trying to get someone, anyone's attention.

He wished he could summon some magic... but it was to late now, he was bone dry. He had used what magic he had this morning to heal himself after that beating. That's actually probably why he fell asleep at his station today. He was exhausted... The food he consumed earlier was having a hard time producing into the magic that he needed which was probably not enough to save himself.

Wait! Why didn't he think of that the first time he was in that squabble. He remembered.

'Papyrus was right, I am such an idiot and worthless.' He thought to himself still trying to think of some way to get out of this.

"Do you remember that guy who was killed by your brother?" The man squeezed his sore ribs.
Sans shut his eye sockets in pain and nodded quickly under the pressure.

"Well, since Papyrus decided he'd kill him, we thought we'd get our pay-back. So see, this is how it's gonna go down. You're gonna be a good little boy and be very quiet and lay still while I fuck you senseless. Then my pals here are gonna have their turns... and if your good, we'll spare you. Sound good?"

Sans didn't know how to reply... he didn't understand and just began to shake.

"Come on now! I KNOW YOU KNOW WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT!" the man yelled, patients running thin.
Sans blinked in confusion. He really didn't know.
"Wow! This brat doesn't know shit! He really is stupid!" One laughed.

"That's why! He's just a brat!" The other one hissed.

Sans hated and despised being called a child. He felt like it was the biggest insult anyone could make. He didn't know why it bothered him so much, but it did.

"Sans! SANS!" A faint voice yelled in the distance. It was Papyrus.

"Oh shit! RUN!" The two yelled unpinning Sans and running away.
"Looks like your coming with us!"

"Huh!? NO!" Sans tried to get up and run only to be forcefully grabbed.
"LET ME GO!" Sans kicked, screamed, even tried punching.

"1Hp monsters can't hurt me you little bitch! Now stop!"

'Papyrus! Papyrus! Please!' Sans couldn't get his words to come out.
"SAVE ME!" was all he managed to shout...

but nobody came...

Authors note:

Yay! Another cliff hanger! Sans has been kidnapped! Holy shit! Q~Q Sans my little angel! NUUUUUUUU! I wonder what Papyrus will do... Well stay tune to find out. Which will probably be updated in the morning. I'm so freaking tired.

Feel free to tell me when you spot a mistake in my writing. I'm sure there is some because I am so tired right now! and I didn't proof-read this so... YIP!