"Paperous, what on Earth are you doing?" Sans enquired, looking over at his young brother. The kid barely came up to Sans's waistline, now that he was a bit older, and began to understand the world a little bit more, but Papyrus was still a little curious, if not a little mischievous.
The mentioned kid, who had been on his tippy toes to reach for something, looked over his older brother before looking up at the object he wanted.
"Dat." He said, pointing upwards. Sans looked up and realize that Papyrus wanted his cereal, frosted flakes, he believed. Papyrus had gotten into a habit of eating the flakes straight out of the box, and even though their mom tried to correct him, Papyrus refused and continued to eat his cereal the way he wanted to. Sans couldn't be more proud of his brother, even if he tried.
"Why didn't you say so? Here, let me help." He said, getting a stool and then placing it down before lifting his brother up. "You're getting to be a bit heavy bro. Sooner or later, you're gonna break my back, and that'll be a shame, won't it?" Papyrus just giggled as he reached out his hands and grabbed his cereal. Not a moment later did Sans place him back on the ground, where Papyrus practically ripped open the box and began munching on the flakes. "Heh. Crazy kid."
Papyrus just giggled.
The first time Sans discovered his powers, it had been a complete and total accident.
He had been on the couch of their living room, lazy-ing around, watching over his younger brother because their mom had left, when Papyrus began to fuss over something. The older skeleton, in a sense of maturity, had his eyes closed so when Papyrus began sending out noises of distress, he open one of his eye to see that Papyrus's balloon he'd gotten from a nice stranger floating up to the ceiling. The other skeleton had his hand out, wanting the balloon back, and had tears in his eyes when he'd realize he was not getting it back.
Before Sans could even question it, let alone had any control over it, he'd felt one of his eye socket glow a cool blue, yellowish green taint, and a blue aura surrounded the skeleton - and the balloon - as he raised his hand up, and then bringing it down, along with the balloon. Papyrus, who had been a verge of a meltdown, blinked away the tears and then began to laugh as he grabbed his balloon, happy now he had it back.
And while, Papyrus to this day still didn't know that it had been Sans that caused his balloon to float back down to him, Sans took pride in the fact that the was the only time he had used his powers for good, and for his brother no less.
Eventually, Papyrus had caught on to the fact that his brother had powers - what, with the teleporting and the ability to control anything he'd wanted and practically force them to go where he'd wanted them to go - and at that point, Papyrus had wanted some of his own too.
His reaction to not having anything do anything, no matter how hard he'd tried, was one Sans could never forget, and he really wished he had.
Papyrus wanted to teleport, it's just too bad he couldn't. He wanted things to float and be at his will, just like his brother, it's just too bad that didn't happen. If anything, Papyrus had manage to find out about himself was that he had the ability to turn things blue, and that was all.
The crushed disappointment hurt even Sans, and he wasn't the one that was trying hard to discover his powers. It was the also the reason there had been a brief split between the two, no matter how much Sans begged for his brother's attention. When Papyrus was in his own little world, he didn't take notice of Sans watching him, frowning at the frustrated tears in Papyrus eyes, and eventually giving up when he couldn't do more than turning a object blue. It had hurt, because Papyrus had thought Sans knew about his powers for a while and was just holding back, and kind of blamed him for his failures.
Sans's powers had been a curse and a blessing.
Eventually, Papyrus concluded that turning things blue weren't so bad, and to lose his tight friendship with Sans over a simple matter wasn't worth it. And almost ironically, Papyrus's powers became greater than it normally was - his powers were actually a darker blue than if one paid close attention to detail, and it was always funny to throw people off whenever they suspect Papyrus's attack being the same as a normal, light blue attack. On top of that, there was his ability to create snow, whenever he needed to impress something or someone.
Boy, did Papyrus loved showing that off.
So, while Papyrus had been a little upset his powers weren't as cool and neat as his brothers, he still had something, and Sans helped him train it everyday...
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Okay, I'm lying, he doesn't really help, but y'know, Sans was always encouraging when he needed to be.