It isn't until a week later the doctor lets Sans try to get out of bed. Blue is so nervous, Sans was asleep for months. The doctors might be rushing because Sans is so insistent they release him. Blue wishes Sans would stay in bed and heal more. All of his injuries are mostly healed except Sans's skull.

The doctors tried to keep Blue from seeing Sans's injuries, but Blue hid so they couldn't make him leave. So he's seen how the jagged hole has healed, kind of. The doctor explained some high tech healing magic bandages or something that would help Sans heal. Especially because of Sans's 1HP.

How could Blue not have known how fragile Sans is? When the doctor explained Sans's condition...well Blue might have spent that night crying into San's pillow, wanting comfort but to scared to touch the bigger skeleton. Blue hasn't been able to comfortably touch Sans since. If a needle poked Sans the other monster could dust. It's a miracle he didn't from his skull getting hit.

"I can walk on my own," Sans growls. Blue snaps back to the present. Sans is sitting on the edge of the hospital bed, legs dangling over the side. Blue understands why Sans is frustrated, he really does, but he wishes there were more people here to catch Sans if he falls than one doctor and one nurse.

If only he was bigger, he could catch Sans.

"We're only here in case the worst happens," the doctor replies. Sans frowns at the doctor's words. Blue shakes his head, Sans is healing that's what he needs to focus on right now. Help Sans heal.

"You c-can do it Sans!" Blue cheers as he climbs onto the little table beside the bed. He internally scolds himself for the stutter.

"Heh, thanks Blue, but I'm perfectly capable of walking-" Sans' eyelights flicker out when he stands up. His knees buckle under him. The doctor and nurse catch him before any damage can be done. As Blue watches the magic in his eye fades as the situation is handled.

"Crash cart?" the nurse asks as they lay Sans back on the bed. The doctor brings a glowing green hand up to Sans's chest briefly before shaking his head.

"His body hasn't moved this much in a couple months and with his skull injury I suspect his equilibrium is off," the doctor says. He covers Sans in the blanket again, then writes some notes on the clipboard attached to Sans's bed.

Blue focuses back on Sans. Thankfully his sockets have closed and is breathing evenly. He looks like he's fallen asleep.

"Don't worry, he's fine for the moment. His fainting spell isn't a good sign though. There may be more internal damage than we thought," the doctor frowns at his clipboard before leaving the room. The nurse gives Blue an encouraging smile as she leaves. Blue automatically smiles back.

All the nurses are nice to Blue and for some reason brought him enough bedding to stock a store. They claim he's too cute or something. He hasn't used any of it, preferring to sleep beside Sans on the bed. Blue likes the pillow best because then he'll be the first to know when Sans wakes up.

Blue climbs back onto the bed and carefully crawls across Sans's pillow to snuggle into Sans's neck. This close Blue can feel Sans's magic thrumming and the soothing pulse has him closing his eyes.

Blue wakes up to whispers beside the bed. He recognizes the queen's voice and the doctor's. There's a third voice that Blue takes a second to recognize.

The third voice must belong to Papyrus, Sans's brother. His voice was almost unrecognizable pitch as low and quiet as it is.

Blue's tiny hands fist as he nuzzles closer to Sans. He hides his face from the room. Trying to calm the surge of anger.

Breathe, Blue, breathe. Papyrus got here as soon as he could. Sure, it took him, three months to get to Sans's side when the injured skeleton could have dusted at any moment. It's almost like this 'brother' couldn't care to call or check in at all for three months. Like Sans wasn't important enough-

Stop. Blue, remember what you always said about anger when your brother's temper flared. Breathe slow and remember the situation.

Inhale.

Hold.

Exhale.

Blue relaxes, the anger is still there, but much dimmer now. He's a little surprised at himself, he hasn't been that angry since- well, it doesn't matter now.

"Isn't Blue just adorable?" the queen whispers.

"Very, I knew he was cute from the picture, but to see him so attached to my brother is another level of cute," Papyrus's voice answers just as quietly.

Blue has mixed feelings being called cute, especially by Papyrus of all people. The doctor excuses himself. A moment of silence passes.

"I am glad you and Mettaton returned safely, Papyrus. For a while we feared we would lose you and Sans," Toriel says softly.

"Thank you, your majesty. I'm not sure I deserve it. I was so focused on myself I didn't even delay the trip to help Sans with his bitty or check on him before we left for the mountain-" Papyrus cuts off with a sob. There's the shifting of fabric, Blue suspect's Toriel is comforting Papyrus in some way.

"Shhhh, it's alright. You couldn't have known. Besides, from what I've been told Sans would be much worse if it wasn't for Blue," Toriel comforts. "I've been somewhat helping the bitty train his magic so he's more prepared for a situation like this. His magic is unusually high for a bitty, I just helped teach him better control."

As Toriel speaks Papyrus's erratic breathing calms. Blue fights down the blush Toriel's words cause. He only asked the two goat monsters because he could feel their magic as soon as they entered the hospital. He thought they could help him improve his accuracy.

And he needed a distraction, a way to make himself feel useful.

"Thank you, I'm glad to hear that. I hope Sans wakes up soon. Were you here last time he was awake?"

"No, I hear it didn't go as well as everyone hoped. Sans fainted from simply standing up. I'm starting to think we need to bring the bara here," Toriel worries.

Blue freezes.

They're...they wouldn't-they couldn't! That bara is savage, they can't bring it to Sans. It attacked someone-

IT COULD ATTACK SANS.

The mere thought of Sans being anywhere close to danger has Blue moving. He quickly, but carefully descends to the small table with bedding and glares at the two bigger monsters.

"I apologize for eavesdropping, but no! I don't want Sans anywhere near the bara. Sans can't even stand, let alone defend himself. This bara may be able to give him magic, but I think he will do more harm than good!" Blue pauses to take a breath. "Besides you can't bring a bara inside the hospital if what you tell me about their size is true. I highly doubt the doctor will allow Sans to leave and meet this creature either. Please, find another way, Toriel. I want Sans better and if you think a bara can help where I can't-then I support that, just please pick a different one!"

The two monsters stare at Blue as he finishes his rant.

"Blue…"

Oh no.

Sans is awake.

He probably heard Blue's rant. Horrified heat rushes to Blue's face, and worse he feels liquid start to leak from his sockets. He brings his hands up to scrub the liquid away.

Hands gently scoop him up. Blue sobs as Sans cradles him against his sternum. Blue has always been the person to comfort, to be comforted by someone else just makes him cry harder.

"Sans, I-I…"

"It's alright Blue," Sans murmurs. They stay like that until Blue cries himself into exhaustion.

"Feel better, Blue?" Sans asks quietly. Blue hesitates, but eventually nods. He does feel better, but he's still ashamed at his behavior. First he yells at Papyrus and Toriel when they are just trying to help. Then, when Sans finally wakes up again Blue is yelling and crying.

He's not doing his job very well. He's supposed to be helping Sans, not falling apart in his hands. He needs to pull himself together.

Blue moves to pull away, but his hands cling to the hospital gown Sans is wearing. He's not ready to leave this comfort yet.

"Take a long as you want, Blue. I've gown used to lying here. I just want to make sure you know, this isn't your fault. I was the one on those boxes. Besides you stopped the boxes from falling on me and called for the ambulance. Then sat here for months watching my dumb face sleep. There's no way this is your fault, so please don't blame yourself, Blue." Sans continues to rub his thumb along Blue's back.

Blue can't believe Sans blames himself. Blue asked for the stupid cookbook! He's obviously the one at fault.

Just like with his brother, it's his fault.

Blue realizes Sans's hands are glowing around him. The dark blue magic seeps in and Blue feels himself relax. His mind is calm, his body light and sleep invites him under.

Sans sighs as he leans back. He just wanted to comfort the bitty, he didn't expect the little guy to fall asleep.

Sans squeezes his sockets shut, his soul is starting to hurt. Is it from using magic just now?

"Sans?"

He looks over to see Paps peeking through the door. Sans appreciates the privacy the other two gave him and Blue. His brother glances at Blue before looking back at him. Sans motions him over, then grabs the remote to adjust his bed. He keeps one hand cupped to his chest.

Tori and Paps return to their previous seats. Sans musters a smile for them. He forces his eyelights to stay manifested, it makes his soul hurt but he pushes through it.

"Welcome back, bro. Sorry for boxing up your trip."

Papyrus gently grabs his unoccupied hand and clenches it carefully between his bigger ones. No reaction to Sans's pun.

"Blue is right, I apologize Sans," Tori speaks up, her voice still soft.

"No, Tori, you're just worried. From what I heard, you want to bring the bara to me?" Sans asks.

"I only mentioned it because you are in no shape to travel right now, my friend. In truth, the danger Blue spoke of is very real. If the circumstances were not so dire I wouldn't suggest it."

"Dire? Tori, I'm healing and should be out of here soon, a month tops. It's just a head injury," Sans says lightly. Papyrus's hands tighten, his silence making Sans nervous. His brother could never stay this quiet or still. Tori takes a breath and gently places a hand on his shoulder.

"Sans, the doctor spoke to us while you were asleep. He told us the injury to your skull may be disrupting your magic flow. Using any at all is fatal right now and with Blue absorbing your magic...it's imperative we get a strong steady flow of magic into you as soon as possible. I want to bring the bara to you, without violence I hope. I wish we could find one that is less wild, but baras are hard to come by. I ask you, as a friend and your queen, please accept this bara until we can find a calmer one," Tori is begging Sans by the end, her fear for his health broadcasting through the room.

Sans gazes into her eyes for a moment before looking at his brother. Papyrus hasn't said anything, only occasionally rubbing circles into Sans's hand. Not looking at Sans's face.

After a beat of silence Sans sighs and pulls his hand out of his brother's grasp. Papyrus jumps in surprise at the movement. Sans brings it up to lightly caress the top of Papyrus's skull, the action that would help them both through their early years.

"Bro, I'm not leaving you. I promised didn't I? You know how I feel about promises," Sans assures his brother. No one else would notice, but Sans could see the tremble in Papyrus's shoulders and the twitch of his sockets to stop unshed tears. The biggest sign of his brother falling apart, other than his silence, is the orange wisp of magic Sans could barely see. Paps isn't good at controlling his magic when he's upset.

As the orange fades and Papyrus stops trembling, Sans turned his attention back to Tori.

"Of course, Tori. I want to meet this bara, ever since you mentioned him. After hearing Blue's concerns though...does Alyphys have some spare parts lying around? I might be able to make something that will help if he does get out of control," Sans explains.

"Excellent idea, I will have Alphys start on something right away," Tori says as she reaches for her phone.

"Wait, I can-" Sans starts to protest.

"Nonsense, you are healing. Let the royal scientist handle this," Tori says as she leaves the room to make the call.

Sans sighs, this is why he doesn't like hospitals. As soon as he's admitted his freedom just disappears.

"She's worried Sans, we all are. Your HP was already a concern, but having your magic affected like this...I think we're all a little anxious," Papyrus says softly. He removes Sans's hand from his skull to clutch it between his again.

"I know but-wait who's all? Don't tell me the whole castle knows about this," Sans groans.

Papyrus's teeth twitch up at the comment.

"What did you expect, brother? When the royal advisor doesn't show up for months people are bound to talk," Papyrus says lightly.

"You have a point," Sans sighs. He's starting to feel tired again, but he can't fall asleep right now. Paps is here and he's got to plan with Tori about the bara. Sans sits up a little more and takes a deep breath.

"Alphys says she was already working on something when we first heard about the bara. It should be ready in two days when the bara gets here," Tori informs them as she enters the room.

"Got it..." Sans trails off. His mind is shutting down without his consent, he's limp against the pillow. The hand supporting Blue is going limp.

"Sans?"

He's swallowed by the darkness.

He wakes up to the white lights of his room and the smell of disinfectant. He groans and rubs his temple, there's a dull throbbing in his soul that's amplified in his skull.

"Sans?" Blue asks timidly. Sans looks over and discovers Blue sitting on the bedside table, a tray of food in front of him. The tray must be for Sans, it's much too big for the bitty. Blue swallows something and starts to fidget.

"I'm so glad you're awake! I um- I apologize for eating, I just couldn't resist the smell when they brought it in," Blue confesses. His left boot starts to scuff lightly on the floor, a blush making his head glow as he avoids looking at Sans.

How is this guy so cute!?

"Oh Blue, it's fine. I doubt I'll suffer if you take a bitty portion," Sans jokes. Blue groans as he starts levitating the tray on Sans's lap. Blue levitates the spoon to Sans's mouth with some of the hospital food on it. Sans reaches up but Blue moves it out of his reach.

"Nope, you need to save your energy Sans," Blue scolds. Sans let's his hand drop in defeat. Blue's insisted on feeding him ever since he woke up. They have this debate every time. Blue gets away with it because Sans doesn't have the energy to fight very long.

A while after the food is gone Sans is researching baras on his phone. Blue is nestled into his shoulder, a spot Sans hasn't told Blue is sensitive yet.

"There! The history of baras, third option down," Blue instructs. Sans taps on it and they start to read the article.

It says baras, like bitties, are considered pets by most monsters and humans. They emanate magic for others to absorb and are naturally skilled at healing. During the great war baras were in high demand, their size and abilities useful on a battlefield. After the war baras were hunted for breeding purposes and the sharp rise in their population caused chaos. Although baras and bitties are both considered pets, baras require much more space and physical exercise. This need for movement and space causes many baras to attack each other and anyone in their way. Ever since baras have been carefully bred and trained, they are hard to obtain in the present world.

Sans taps on one of the pictures available, a human used as scale beside a bara in one. Blue gasps beside him at the picture. The average height of a bara seems to be eight feet tall. The bara dwarfs the human in the picture.

"Huge..," Blue marvels.

"It's bigger than I thought. I think staying at the cabin is the best option considering how big this guy is going to be," Sans says.

"Have you been to the cabin Sans?" Blue asks as he scans more of the article.

"Yes, a little over a year ago for Asgore and Tori. They vacationed there. Although, I think cabin is the wrong word, it's more like a mansion," Sans chuckles.

"I can't wait to see it with you!" Blue says as he nuzzles into Sans's neck. Magic rushes to Sans's face.

How fuckin' dare they. Sure he attacked that human, the fucker was asking for it. That did not mean they could haul him around caged like an animal.

At the first sign of weakness he'll strike. He needs to find Boss.