In Which Things Are Learned
He felt three distinct presences around him. One was crushing him, one was beside him, and the last was a little ways away and speaking. It was a soft and high pitched voice. It sounded kind and scared.
It was also telling some very bad jokes. He couldn't tell whether he should laugh or groan. He enjoyed the humour to some degree, but felt as though he needed to keep up some sort of appearance. Who was he acting for?
Then the presence with the voice was telling the presence (soul?) beside him to take a break. For some reason, he felt he had to object. Why did this other presence need a break? Was it working?
The presence with the voice moved closer to him. It asked him to hold up a mitten, and then bopped it with their own covered fist. Frisk had kept his gloves this entire time? Papyrus was deeply touched. He didn't know that the small token had meant so much to the young human. Even through the lava in Hotland, they kept his old mittens like a treasure.
Positive feelings rushed through him as he remembered his friend, his life, and his "adventure" in this repeat. It had gone horribly wrong. Papyrus thought about the many people who had learned about his secret. First it was Undyne, then Frisk, Dr. Alphys, and Flowey. The first three had been very supportive, and Flowey had even done a kindness! He had to think about why he was hiding this at all? What was the point?
Others learned, and he was still able to make friends with them. Would he keep hiding in the future repeats? He had to. As much as it might pain him to remember the support and friendship that he would never have, keeping Sans as healthy as possible still took priority. Sans could only be less depressed in ignorance. Papyrus couldn't risk one of them telling him. He got lucky this time, but who says that not a single future repeat would hold the same luck. It would only take one person in one repeat, and Sans would know forever.
He could at least reflect on the good memories. He could treasure them in his mind. Undyne had finally admitted that she would never accept him into the Royal Guard and had stopped treating him like some fragile object or a naive child. Believe it or not, naivety and optimism are not mutually inclusive categories.
Dr. Alphys and Undyne had confessed their feelings to each other and might have had a chance to be happy. Papyrus now knew that it could happen. If he wanted, he could help them realize their mutual feelings every time! Sans would probably never notice, but watching them forget when the next repeat starts would hurt. It will be saddening to watch Dr. Alphys lose the small shred of confidence she had gained and return to believing that she is unforgivable and horrible.
Although, there was one bond that wouldn't break. He and Frisk could always remember the date, even if he had to fake forgetfulness for a while in front of his brother. He smiled weakly, knowing that his friend quantity will never be one again.
Papyrus thought again about his brother. For all that Sans was lazy and didn't try to do anything most of the time, he still loved his brother. Papyrus was happy to do anything for Sans, just to make him happy. Sans in turn was also trying to keep him happy. Both were trying to keep the other ignorant of certain facts because supposedly, ignorance is bliss.
For all that Sans wouldn't listen or see that something is wrong, Papyrus loves him and wouldn't change anything.
Suddenly, everything is bright again and Frisk is lying on the ground. Mussed up hair, striped shirt, old blue mittens and everything. They appear to be trying out that sleeping thing. Papyrus walks over to his small friend and shakes their shoulder. "HUMAN, I UNDERSTAND THAT YOU ENJOY THIS SLEEPING THING, BUT NOW MIGHT NOT BE THE MOST OPPORTUNE MOMENT TO PARTAKE IN SUCH AN ACTIVITY. WILL YOU PLEASE WAKE UP?"
The others gathered around the child as well, asking them to wake up. It was a little concerning. Frisk did wake up a couple of minutes later. Somehow the barrier had been broken. Hooray for sciency-magic stuff! Frisk took a few moments to talk to each of the monsters in the room before taking the advice of the Asgore clone and going back to visit the other monsters that they had met and befriended.
Once Frisk had gone, Papyrus leaned back against the wall and smiled while listening to the others talk to each other. Dr. Alphys, Undyne, and Asgore were chatting quietly about their new relationship, anime, and how it works. Sans and the Asgore clone (Sans just called her Toriel?) were texting, making bad jokes, and stealing the phone from each other. Sans is finally smiling and laughing for real instead of using the creepy or sad laughs and smiles that Papyrus had become accustomed to. Hopefully they weren't bothering the human too much with their antics.
To himself, Papyrus gave a melancholy smile. This would seem to be the best possible outcome. No one died and everyone is free now. The hopes and dreams of monsters have finally been realized.
Very soon, it will all begin again.
It just reminded him of how alone he really was. Even surrounded by his friends and his potential friends, he can't talk to them. There is nothing to say. As much as he knows that Sans loves him, Papyrus knows that Toriel is more important to him right now. She is better company to celebrate the destruction of the barrier with. As grief-stricken and possibly insane as Sans was during the runs where he had been killed, Papyrus knew that he was really only kept around to help during the bad times.
It was fine! It didn't bother him too much. He knew that Sans loved him, but for some reason, would rarely show it while he was still alive. Is it pride? Maybe there's some other complicated reason. Papyrus stared at his mittens for a moment and sighed quietly. He did his best to embrace the bout of loneliness that was slowly sinking into him.
"hey bro, wanna come join me in the throne room?" Papyrus looked up to see Sans speaking to him with a sad smile on his face. Of course Sans isn't happy when looking at him. "there's something i wanna ask ya before the kiddo comes back."
Papyrus put on his brightest smile. He needed to keep up the act for as long as Sans was hanging around, and especially while they were talking. "OF COURSE, BROTHER! THE GREAT PAPYRUS ALWAYS HAS TIME TO CHAT! NYEH HEH HEH!" Papyrus took Sans by the hand and strode to the throne room with brisk, quick energy. "WHAT IS IT YOU WANTED TO ASK ME, BROTHER?"
Sans's expression turned serious. Was that concern? "i want you to be straight with me, pap. so we can have an honest to god bro-to-bro heart-to-heart. please tell me, are you okay?"
Papyrus struck a pose. "OF COURSE I AM NOT OKAY! I AM THE GREAT PAPYRUS! AND I AM VERY GREAT!"
"don't lie to me, bro. i know what's going on."
"YES! THE BARRIER HAS FINALLY FALLEN, AND NOW WE ARE ALL FREE TO SEE THE SURFACE! IT IS A WONDERFUL DAY! HISTORIC AND MAGNIFICENT, FOR SURE!"
"i mean about how you hurt yourself. tell me pap, are you okay?"
Time seemed to stop. His life was over. Sans would know forever now. Papyrus knew that he could never go back to how it was before. He was frozen to the spot. How had Sans figured it out? Had Undyne actually told him? Frisk?
Sans held up his hands. "hey now, i'm not mad. i just wanna ask a couple of things. that okay?"
Papyrus just glared at Sans. "OF COURSE IT IS NOT OKAY. NOW NOTHING WILL BE THE SAME ANYMORE! I WORKED TO KEEP IT ALWAYS THE SAME, AND NOW IT'S OVER!"
"papyrus, i just wanna help you-"
"WELL HAVE YOU CONSIDERED THAT I WANT TO HELP YOU TOO?"
Sans blinked then sighed. "maybe we should start from the beginning? seems like we both have some explaining to do."
"I'M NOT SURE THAT I REALLY WISH TO TALK ABOUT IT... BUT IF IT MAKES YOU HAPPY, THEN I SUPPOSE I COULD TRY." Papyrus said weakly. He began playing with his scarf.
"as much as i want to ask a whole lot of questions right now, i think there's only one that really matters. why do you do it? why aren't you happy, pap?"
"I'M NOT UNHAPPY. I HAVE YOU AND UNDYNE AND THE HUMAN AND DR. ALPHYS AS FRIENDS! HOW COULD I BE SAD?" Papyrus asked.
"care to answer your own question, bro?" Sans asked back.
Papyrus stared at Sans. "HOW DID YOU FIND OUT?"
This time, it was Sans who looked away. "you're really not going to like the answer."
"I THINK I AM ABLE TO HANDLE A FEW TRUTHS, NO MATTER HOW UNPLEASANT. I AM NOT A CHILD."
"heh, that's true." Sans smiled sadly, "i did something kinda bad. y'know when you and undyne had that chat in your room? well, you weren't the only two in the room. there might have been a skeleton in your closet that time."
Papyrus was reminded of Frisk's strange behaviour during their hang out. They wanted to make sure that no skeletons got in the closet... Because Sans can teleport. How had he forgotten that his own brother had the weird power to just pop up wherever he pleased?
As annoyed as Papyrus was that Sans had listened in on an extremely private conversation, he was more disappointed in himself. Why had he thought that nothing would change at all? This repeat was so different from the others in so many ways. Why had he thought that Sans would just let it go? It had seemed to work for a while, but somehow Sans always gets what he wants eventually.
He should have been more careful.
And now it wouldn't matter ever again.
"I... SUPPOSE THIS SAVES QUITE A BIT OF EXPLANATION, THEN. SINCE YOU ALREADY KNOW EVERYTHING."
"not everything, bro. you didn't answer me. why aren't you happy?"
"AND I HAVE TOLD YOU ALREADY BROTHER, THAT I HAVE NO REASON TO BE UNHAPPY! MY FRIEND QUANTITY IS NO LONGER ONE PLUS MY BROTHER!" Papyrus claimed proudly. "ARE YOU SURE THAT IT IS NOT YOU WHO IS UNHAPPY?"
Sans shrugged. "you know me, i'm always okay."
"SANS, 'OKAY' IS NOT THE SAME AS 'HAPPY.' SHOULD I BE CONCERNED?"
"nah. there's nothing new going on with me. it's all good."
"SO IT IS SOMETHING OLD THEN." Papyrus stated. He knew it was true, but he wanted Sans to admit it. Maybe if Sans could ask for help once, then things could start getting better. It would be easier in the next repeat if Sans was willingly accepting help...
But Sans would just assume that he had forgotten and go back to isolating himself.
Sans sighed, "this is a totally honest bro-to-bro talk, right? welp. in that case, the most honest answer i can give ya is 'kinda.'"
Papyrus was shocked. Sans was actually being truthful and not deceptive. Not even purposely ambiguous. He was just being nondescript.
"EXPLAIN THIS 'KINDA' PLEASE? HOW CAN IT BE 'KINDA' SOMETHING OLD BUT ALSO 'KINDA' NOT?" Papyrus asked.
"heh. i'll get to the explanation, so just hear me out. this is something i hoped i'd never have to ask you, but the puzzle pieces are fitting together too nicely. i gotta ask you, have you been getting déja vu recently? like the feeling that you know what's gonna happen? or that you've seen something before but you don't know where or when?"
Sans was trying for once, and even talking about things that he would never have done before. Papyrus continued to fidget with his scarf. Maybe he should consider being a little honest too? It would be the least he could do to show that he appreciated what his brother is trying to do for him.
"IT'S... NOT LIKE THAT EXACTLY... BUT I CAN SAY THAT I HAVE NOTICED CERTAIN... PATTERNS IN THE BEHAVIOUR OF OTHER MONSTERS." Papyrus admitted.
Sans closed his eye sockets. "behaviour patterning but without déja vu. and weird dreams? you get any of those?"
"WELL, THERE WAS THIS ONE DREAM WHERE A TEMMIE CAME BY TO TRY MY FANTASTIC SPAGHETTI BECAUSE I AM THE GREATEST SPAGHETTORE IN SNOWDIN! THEN WHEN THE TEMMIE TOOK A BITE, THEY STARTED FLIPPING! LITERALLY FLIPPING! AND SHOUTING IN NONSENSICAL SPEECH THAT IS MUCH TOO UNREFINED FOR THE VOCABULARY OF THE GREAT PAPYRUS! THEN THEY STARTED PUTTING THESE STRANGE BITS ON THE SPAGHETTI CLAIMING THAT IT WOULD IMPROVE THE TASTE FOR THEM. IT MUST HAVE BEEN A DREAM BECAUSE IMPROVING UPON A MASTERPIECE IS NEAR IMPOSSIBLE, ESPECIALLY FOR ONE WHO IS NOT AS EDUCATED AS I IN THE ARTS OF COOKING PASTA!"
A sweat drop appeared on Sans's head. "uh, bro? that actually happened."
Papyrus clapped his hands to the sides of his face. "OH. MY. GOSH! ARE YOU SERIOUS?! WHEN WAS THIS?"
"uh... was it... last week? when did you have this not-dream? it was probably then."
The flowers were very yellow today. "UM, YES! I THINK YOU ARE CORRECT. LAST WEEK SOUNDS ABOUT RIGHT."
The sad smile returned to Sans's face. "so uh, i really don't want to ask you this, but if there's no déja vu, and no weird dreams, then does the world ever seem to just... stutter or go back to something that's happened before? like living the same bit of time twice?"
Papyrus took a chance and looked up at his smaller brother. "YOU MEAN LIKE THE WORLD REPEATS OVER AND OVER FROM A SPECIFIC MOMENT AND THAT NO ONE REMEMBERS BECAUSE THEY THINK THAT IT IS THE FIRST TIME THAT ANY OF THIS IS HAPPENING?"
The smile on Sans became deprecating. "heh heh, that's oddly specific. it was all for nothing, then. man, this is hilarious." Sans started laughing a dark laugh, "and you've known the whole time. whatever that means anymore."
"SANS, ARE YOU OKAY?" Papyrus was cautious. Sans wasn't taking this very well.
"i'm like a broken pencil. totally pointless. can't even do my one job."
"YOU ARE NOT POINTLESS! YOU SUCCEED IN MANY THINGS! EVEN IF YOU TAKE MANY BREAKS AND NAPS, YOU STILL WORK SEVERAL JOBS! AND YOU HAVE NOT BEEN FIRED YET! WHICH MEANS THAT YOU MUST BE DOING SOMETHING RIGHT!"
"isn't it funny though? all this time i was trying to keep you happy by not telling you about this timey-wimey reset business, and you've known all along. what a joke!" Sans was laughing harder now.
"ANYTHING THAT UPSETS YOU LIKE THIS IS MOST CERTAINLY THE OPPOSITE OF FUNNY. I WANT TO HELP, SO CAN YOU PLEASE BREATHE AND TRY TO CALM DOWN? BREATHE WITH ME, OKAY?" Papyrus started breathing deeply and loudly. After a minute or so, Sans had calmed down.
"YOU KNOW SANS," Papyrus started, "I WAS TRYING TO HELP YOU BE HAPPIER TOO. YOU SEEMED HAPPIER WHEN I ACTED SILLY LIKE HOW I USED TO, SO I DIDN'T WANT TO TALK TO YOU ABOUT ANY OF THIS EITHER. ESPECIALLY NOT AFTER THE WORST REPEAT."
If Sans could pale, he probably would have in that moment. "the... worst reset? which one was that? how'd you find out about it? you would have been..." he trailed off.
Papyrus thought for a moment about how to respond, "WELL... FERMENTED KETCHUP DOES TEND TO LOOSEN YOU UP. A LOT. EVEN YOUR NONEXISTENT BODY PARTS, SUCH AS LIPS."
"hoo man. and i spilled the beans too. damnit!" Sans cursed.
"BUT IT IS NOT YOUR FAULT! YOU ARE NOT THE ONE THAT CAUSED ALL OF THE BAD THINGS TO HAPPEN, SO YOU ARE NOT TO BLAME!" Papyrus tried to reassure him.
"maybe, but that doesn't mean that i'm free from blame. i let you die so many times..."
"AND I AM ALIVE NOW, SO IT IS NOT A PROBLEM!"
"and now i'm going and being a selfish person again. you've been looking after me this whole time, when you've been hurting too. since you aren't telling me why, can you tell me something else? how long? how did you hide it so well?" Sans braved a look at Papyrus, but found that the taller couldn't meet his eyes.
"UM... HOW... LONG..." Papyrus trailed.
Sans took a breath. "the self harm, bro."
Papyrus flinched. "YES... THAT. WELL, IT REALLY DEPENDS ON HOW YOU WANT TO LOOK AT IT-"
"papyrus."
"SINCE SHORTLY AFTER THE WORST REPEAT!"
"oh. that long, huh? that's... a long time."
"AND... TO HIDE IT FROM YOU, I MIGHT HAVE... TAKEN ADVANTAGE OF YOUR VARIOUS BEHAVIOURAL TENDENCIES WHICH MIGHT INCLUDE ASSUMING THAT YOU ARE AWARE OF EVERYONE AND EVERYTHING SIMPLY BECAUSE IT IS EASY TO STEREOTYPE WHEN YOU BELIEVE YOU HAVE SEEN EVERY POSSIBILITY BEFORE." Papyrus admitted.
"heh. we've got so much in common, yet we're total opposites. what a contradiction. you succeeded where i failed. keeping me in the dark. do you think you can tell me why now?" Sans asked.
Papyrus looked closely at his brother's face. There was no anger or annoyance there, just sadness. He had to make it go away. If that meant being truthful... "IT'S JUST... THERE'S A LOT OF THINGS. I MEAN, IT IS NOT JUST YOU WHO WOULD TREAT ME AS THOUGH I DID NOT UNDERSTAND AND COULD NOT COMPREHEND ANYTHING COMPLICATED OR DISTRESSING. WHILE I APPRECIATE YOUR EFFORTS TO KEEP ME HAPPY, IT IS VERY HARD TO FEEL HAPPY WHEN I AM NOT GIVEN THE CHANCE TO DO SEVERAL THINGS FOR MYSELF.
"I WANTED TO TELL YOU A LONG TIME AGO BECAUSE IT IS HEALTHY TO TALK ABOUT THINGS WHEN THEY BOTHER YOU, BUT I DID NOT WANT YOU TO GET MORE DEPRESSED. SOMETIMES IT SEEMED THAT THE ONLY REASON YOU GOT OUT OF BED WAS BECAUSE I WAS CALLING YOU DOWNSTAIRS. IT WAS UPSETTING TO EXPERIENCE, BUT IF IT KEPT YOU SLIGHTLY HAPPIER, THEN IT WAS WORTH FEELING LONELY AND SAD.
"OF COURSE I WANTED TO BE HAPPY, BUT I WOULD RATHER SEE EVERYONE ELSE HAPPY FIRST. THAT WOULD MAKE ME VERY HAPPY.
"EVEN IF THOSE PEOPLE WERE NOT MY FRIENDS, I WANTED THEM TO BE HAPPY TOO. AND IT GOT VERY LONELY WHEN I LEARNED THAT NONE OF MY FRIENDSHIPS WOULD LAST. I COULDN'T EVEN TRY TO TALK TO ANYONE ELSE, BECAUSE MY FRIEND QUANTITY WAS ONLY UNDYNE. WHILE SHE IS A WONDERFUL MONSTER, SHE IS ALSO VERY PASSIONATE ABOUT HELPING OTHERS, AND I DID NOT WANT HER TO TELL YOU SO I COULD NOT TELL HER. JUST IN CASE SHE THOUGHT THAT YOU WOULD TRY TO "HELP" ME. WHICH IS NOT TO SAY THAT YOU CAN'T! JUST THAT I DID NOT WANT YOU TO IF IT WOULD MAKE YOU SAD.
"AND THEN ALL OF THE NOT TALKING MADE ME REALIZE MORE THAT I DO NOT GET TO HAVE FRIENDSHIP, AND BECAUSE THERE IS NO FRIENDSHIP, I ALSO DID NOT GET MUCH RESPECT. IT KIND OF HURT WHEN I REALIZED IT. KIND OF A LOT.
"BUT IF EVERYONE ELSE WAS HAPPY, THEN I COULD LIVE WITH THAT. IF THE WORLD WAS GOING TO REPEAT FOREVER, THEN I WOULD HAVE TO LIVE WITH IT ANYWAYS, RIGHT? SO I MIGHT AS WELL TRY TO HELP OTHERS BECAUSE IT IS THE RIGHT THING TO DO AND BECAUSE I HAVE THE KNOWLEDGE TO DO SO!
"AND EVEN AFTER TRYING REALLY HARD, YOU KEPT GETTING FARTHER AND FARTHER AWAY, METAPHORICALLY SPEAKING. AND SOMETIMES LITERALLY SPEAKING. IT WAS HARD ALONE, BUT I AM THE GREAT PAPYRUS, AFTER ALL! THERE IS NOTHING THAT I CANNOT DO!
"BUT EVEN I NEED A DISTRACTION SOMETIMES, SO I STARTED HURTING MYSELF ONE NIGHT BECAUSE I NEEDED A CHANCE TO SELF DESTRUCT SO THAT I COULD KEEP BEING THE SAME SKELETON THAT DOES HIS BEST TO HELP! IF I TOOK THE CHANCE TO SELF DESTRUCT, THEN MAYBE I COULD MAKE IT SO THAT NO ONE ELSE EVER HAS TO. NO ONE CAN BE STRONG ALL THE TIME. NOT EVEN THE GREAT PAPYRUS."
Papyrus finally finished his rant. It had been so long. But Sans was actually listening this time. He even asked about it all! He is actually trying for once.
The two sat in silence for a moment.
"i... had no idea, pap. and maybe it's a bit late, but i'm sorry. i'm sorry that any of this had to happen to you. i should have been there to help you." Sans apologized.
"BUT YOU COULD NOT HAVE KNOWN ABOUT IT WHEN I DID NOT TELL YOU! YOU ARE NOT TO BLAME! IT WAS JUST... AN UNFORTUNATE CIRCUMSTANCE. SO WHEN IT ALL REPEATS AGAIN, WE CAN DO IT TOGETHER. WE WILL NOT HAVE TO BE ALONE ANYMORE! SO DO NOT BE SORRY! THIS IS THE BEST POSSIBLE OUTCOME!" Papyrus smiled. Maybe he could keep his promise to Undyne after all. Unless Sans was actually upset with him about all of this.
"YOU ARE NOT... UPSET WITH ME, ARE YOU?" Papyrus had to ask. He had to know if he had made a mistake.
"of course not! i might be upset because you decided that hurting yourself was the way to deal with all of this, and i might be upset at myself for never noticing, but i am not upset with you. i could never be. i'm proud of you for working so hard all this time, even if things didn't work out perfectly. nothing and no one is perfect, so how can i expect that? right now, what we have? this is good. we can work forward from here, right?" Sans looked hopeful.
Papyrus's jaw wasn't big enough for the smile he wanted to show. "OF COURSE WE CAN! NOW THAT WE ARE ON THE SAME METAPHORICAL PAGE, I CAN HELP YOU PROPERLY! WE CAN FIGURE OUT STRATEGIES AND IMPLEMENT THEM WITH THE UTMOST EFFICIENCY! WHEN EVERYONE IS IN AGREEMENT, PLANS TEND TO GO MORE SMOOTHLY, AFTER ALL!"
Sans watched his brother carefully. "sure thing bro. but you'll let me help you too, right?"
"UMM..."
"you don't trust me to be able to help? i guess i understand. i haven't done all that much for you before, so why would you trust me now, right? but i guess that's something we can work on later, yeah?" Sans tried to smile.
"OF COURSE I TRUST YOU! I JUST... I DON'T KNOW HOW COMFORTABLE I AM WITH... A LOT OF THINGS. IT'S NOT THAT I DO NOT TRUSTYOU TO HELP, BUT I DO NOT KNOW EXACTLY WHAT HELP WOULD ENTAIL, SO I AM NOT SURE ABOUT IT YET... IF THAT MAKES SENSE TO YOU?" Papyrus explained.
"yeah, i think i get it bro. just, one last question then? you can say 'no,' but it would mean a lot to me if you agreed." Sans requested.
Papyrus looked uncertain. "WHAT IS IT?"
Sans looked down, unable to meet his brother's eye sockets. "can i... uh, this is gonna sound awkward... can i check your stats? i trust you, but it just makes me feel better to see it too."
Papyrus brightened. That was easy to do. "OF COURSE! I HAVE NOTHING TO HIDE FROM YOU ANYMORE, SO GO AHEAD!"
Sans activated his magic and looked at the stats.
Papyrus
HP: 680/680
Strong magic.
Full soul – Mild fog. 73%
Hopeful and anxious for the future. Uncertain about his emotions. Loves his brother very much.
It wasn't perfect, but it was still good. "thanks bro. you're the best, you know?" Sans looked back at Papyrus. He felt happy and also a little bittersweet. This might be the last time he ever does a stat check for Papyrus. If they were talking now, then there wouldn't be a need, right? Sans would miss it.
Papyrus posed. "OF COURSE I AM! BUT YOU ARE A VERY CLOSE SECOND!"
Sans laughed. "heh, thanks. we should probably head back in with the others, though. the kiddo is probably coming back soon."
Papyrus nodded. "WE PROBABLY SHOULD. BUT FIRST! WOULD YOU BE OPPOSED TO A FIST BUMP? A COMPLETELY PLATONIC BROTHERLY FIST BUMP OF FRIENDSHIP AND FAMILY?"
Papyrus held out his mitten-covered fist. Sans put his hands in his pockets briefly before agreeing.
"sure thing. brotherly fist bumps." Almost too quickly to see, Sans bumped his fist against his brother's.
A farting noise echoed through the throne room.
Papyrus started stomping. "SANS! HOW DARE YOU RUIN THE MOMENT WITH ANOTHER ONE OF YOUR JUVENILE PRANKS!"
"what can i say? the feelings were building up inside."
"SANS!"
"i had to let them out. I couldn't hold it in!"
"STOP IT!"
"i know, i know. i'm such a stinker."
"NYEEEEEEH! I'M GOING TO WAIT FOR THE HUMAN. AWAY FROM YOU!"
"c'mon, don't be like that."
"I CAN BE HOWEVER I LIKE!"
"heh. yeah, you really can."