Pricks of agony tore through his bones in waves, crashing together with an exhaustion he has never felt before. Each shiver brought upon more of these sensations and he just wanted it to end. As if some sorta higher power heard him, it all lessened. He could feel more then just that, a ghosting pressure on his shoulder that sadly just disappeared.
'n...no. no this can't be, can't be 'appening. nuni?' The voice was a horrified whisper, barely audible, but it wasn't the only one.
"shit! where the hell did he go? why did he look like..."
"Language! Oh, Sans! It's been a long while, thought we could stop by!" These voices rudely spoke over the terrified constant begging that Sans could hear from Pontano.(why is he crying? what happened?) Sans stared the two newcomers with practiced wariness. The one that reminded Sans of him's decked in a blue chestplate and matching boots. The other had on a worn black jacket and a red collar. He couldn't call up the usual fearful response, not with Pontano sounding so broken, crouched over Nunito and trying to desperately rouse him. That's when a realization strikes him almost enough to leave him reeling.(how do they know my name?) Sans gathered up all the strength he had and focused.
"haaa?..ghhk..." Pitiful gasps and whimpers trickled past his teeth, incoherent and nearly inaudible. There was shock written plainly on the Boots, Collar's sockets narrowed in suspicion and Sans shrank back. He curled into himself, breathing erratic as he took in how truly pathetic he was. Nunito and Pontano needed him and here he was unable to interrogate this skeletons, these monsters as to what they did and who they are! Tears built under the pressure, guilt burned.
"oh fuck, are you alright? i mean shit, you look like shit."
"Sans, what happened? Are you okay? Wait...does it hurt to speak?" Sans blinked, looking up to notice that they got closer, and appeared worried? Why? So many questions and he couldn't vocalize any of them, so he stuck with staring at them with tears pouring down his skull.
'sansy, i told you to...' It trailed off, he turned out of instinct taking in the sight of the familiar voice, grounding himself. Now that he paid more attention, they wore a pair of light pink overalls over their blouse, long mismatched socks peeking from underneath them and leading down to blue sneaks. Big pink eye lights glistened with with worry and unsend tears, turning an out of place emotion at the two intruders.
To see monsters they considered their family appear so distraught, so lost, had Bubblegum fuming. They had realized Sans wasn't getting any rest and decided to check up on Ponpon and Nuni to see if anything was wrong. Q had asked them if they wanted him to join and they wished they had accepted his offer. Nunito's curled onto the ground, barely visible even for them. Pontano muttered incoherent soft noises, gently shaking his partner in an attempt to wake him. Sans was silently sobbing, rattling, cowering away from the strange skeletons that have decidedly become to close to him. Bubblegum wondered if they could feel the protective anger that was exuding of their nonexistent form. All they could do was head over to the ones they could actually effect and help them.