Young Dice woke with a start. Her nightmares used to keep her awake all night, but they weren't as bad when she fell down here. Dreams of death and murder and cages.

"Sans?" The room was almost completely dark, illuminated only by a light in the next room. The kitchen, she found out when she peeked around the corner. A plate of what looked like spaghetti sat at the table. Sans was at the table, asleep. "Sans?"

She barely put her hand on his back when he jerked upright, startled. He blinked a few times before turning to Dice.

"What?"

"Um… Are you alright?"
"No. I warmed up some spaghetti for you. My bro was the cook…" I sat down beside him as he trailed off. The spaghetti wasn't very good, but I've had worse. I finished it while Sans stared at me.

"I can't believe you actually ate that. The other one...well, they never ate it."

He said it as if he'd offered the other human spaghetti multiple times. She ignored it though and took the plate to the sink. She turned the water on, cleaning the plate as Sans watched.

"So, um, I was going to ask you…" Dice trailed off as she turned back to Sans, who had placed his scarf on the table in front of him.

"Can you speak to him for me?"

"As long as some part of him is here. Dust. With humans you can use an object they always had with them."

"The scarf, he wore it all the time."
Sans' eyes began to tear, but he quickly forced it down. For a moment, his eyes filled with anger and a thirst for revenge. And, oh boy, he was going to get his revenge. Dice picked up the scarf, the ends frayed and a large rip in part of it. She began whispering to it, not completely sure if he would come from the scarf.

"HELLO TINY HUMAN!" Dice screeched as somebody practically yelled from behind her. She spun around to see a tall skeleton shining brighter than any of the others.

"Y-you must be Sans' brother."

"I'M PAPYRUS! AND YOU ARE?"

"I'm Audite, but everybody calls me Dice."

"Is it Papyrus?" Asked Sans, looking up at the child. His eyes seemed hopeful as he watched the child nod. "Can you ask him if...if he's angry at me?"

Dice turned to Papyrus.

"WHY WOULD I BE MAD AT YOU BROTHER?! IT WASN'T YOUR FAULT!"
"He-um- asks why he would be mad at you if it wasn't your fault."

"I could've saved you. I knew...I knew what the human was capable of."

"I DID TO." Dice stared at the skeleton for a moment, then looked to Sans and back again.
"What? What did he say?"
"He says he did too. He knew what the human was capable of."

"Then why? Why Papyrus?" Sans laid his head on the table, hiding his face with his arms. Dice could hear the sobs escape from him, despite how hard he tried to hide them.

"DON'T CRY, BROTHER!"

Papyrus floated to Sans, wrapping his arms around him. Sans flinched, then lifted his head up.

"Papy?"
"YEP!"

Dice knew Sans couldn't see or hear his brother, but he knew he could feel his presence. She smiled slightly before setting the scarf on the table before leaving the room. She could hear Sans talking with his brother as she laid down on the couch and slowly drifted into a deep sleep.

She smiled at the reuniting of the brothers, but cried inside because they were split up in the first place.

Sorry to everybody who reads this. I haven't updated in a while because I've been busy and stressed. Forgive me? XD