Papyrus suffering broken bones for the whump prompts on tumblr!
The instant his body makes contact, he knows something is broken.
It's not the pain that tips him off, though that's certainly an issue too. It's not the feeling of his legs bending in a way they're really not supposed to either.
It's the sound.
A dull crack the bone makes as it snaps, like a twig you step on, too brittle to take your weight.
The second Papyrus hears it, he knows something is broken for sure.
His thoughts don't come rushing back until way after, a realization that dawns slowly, and by the time it does he's already pushing himself onto his feet, ignoring the sharp pain pulsing through his femurs.
Then his knees buckle, mangled limbs unable to hold his body upright anymore and Papyrus looks at them with mild indignation as they fail him.
He can't walk like this.
He scoots onto his pelvis carefully, dragging the now useless legs behind him and when he grabs his kneecap and pulls, he has to grind his teeth to keep from screaming.
It takes an agonizing minute, but he forces it back into place with an audible pop.
With closed sockets, he waits for the pain to subside so he can start on the other leg and considers how he should probably have stayed in bed today.
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