All right, I suppose I could put this up now.

...And I apologize in advance.

A few more days have passed, it was early in the morning. Sans woke up with a slight pain in his chest. He pulled his soul out, noticing that it had gotten dull. He didn't know what it meant, but he knew it couldn't have been good. Either way, he thought it wasn't worth getting worried over. He placed his soul back into his chest and crawled out of the makeshift bed. He made his way over to his backpack and dug around, trying to look for food. However, he wasn't able to find anything...not even a spare bags of chisps.

Papyrus started to wake up, he began to stretch. Somehow, he was getting used to sleeping on the floor. He looked over at his brother with a tired expression. "Good morning, Sans...I didn't realize you were up!"

"well...i don't want you to freak out or nothin', but we're out of food!" Sans said as picked up his backpack and shook it for emphasis. Papyrus rolled his eyes as he plopped back down on the floor. "Of course we're out of food!"

"Well, I still have some money on me, we could buy some Tem Flakes!"

"We could, but they taste like cardboard," Papyrus replied. "Do you have any other ideas?"

"well, maybe today we could look around at the dump," Sans replied. Papyrus began to frown. "Isn't that the place where stuff from the surface falls down?"

"yep, and there should be plenty of food for us to take!"

"So maybe we won't have to starve to death out here," Papyrus said happily. "Sans, you're a genius!"

"yeah, well...i try my best," Sans said with a shrug.

Papyrus began to follow Sans as he started to look for the Garbage Dump. He couldn't help but wonder what kind of stuff he could find there. If he was lucky, maybe he could find that dog. For all he knew, his arm was probably chewed up by now, but the scarf had to be fine at the very least.

The garbage dump was a strange place. Aside from the bridges, the dump had a large, black abyss hanging over it. Many items, such as books, games, and clothes had all fallen from the surface. Sometimes, monsters like to try and organize the garbage in neat little piles.

Papyrus was walking through the trash with Sans walking behind him. The sight of the trash made Papyrus feel uneasy. He could tell that the garbage would make his skin crawl...well, if he HAD skin. Still, there had to be something in here that made it worthwhile. When he looked down at his brother. He noticed that Sans had a worried look on his face, he had a hand over his chest.

"Is something wrong?" Papyrus asked. Sans jumped, but he shook his head afterwards. "i'm fine, i probably just slept in a funny way last night."

Papyrus frowned. He knew something was bothering Sans, but he didn't want to press any further. The last thing he wanted right now was to argue with his brother.

Sans started digging around in the trash to see if he could find anything. Papyrus gave Sans a concerned look. "Are you sure we'll be able to find food, here?"

"sure we will," Sans said happily, "we just gotta look around a bit 'til we find something!"

Papyrus nodded. Slowly, he began to dig around in the piles of trash. He didn't find anything pleasant. He mostly found rotton apple cores, moldy bread, and green potatoes. He was aware that human food was far more different then monster food, but he wasn't aware of how gross it actually was. How could humans eat any of this stuff without getting sick? They really are stronger then monsters if they could eat food like this. Finally, Papyrus discovered a lonely milk carton sitting in the trash. He loved milk, so he was willing to try it. Unfortunately, when he opened the carton, a bad smell lingered in the air. And when he poured the milk out of the carton, it was as lumpy as mud. Papyrus turned his head to face his brother, speaking in a more deadpan tone. "Sans, I don't think any of this stuff is edible!"

"whaddaya talkin' about, i'm findin' all kinds of stuff!" Sans said as he pulled out some old french fries and a can of soda. Papyrus cringed, he could smell the fries from where he was standing. Surely, Sans couldn't be serious about this, could he?

Sans opened the can of soda, offering to share it with Papyrus. "want some?"

"Ugh..." Papyrus looked away from his brother, waving his hand in disgust. "N-no thanks, I'm not really thirsty."

Sans shrugged. "oh well, more for me!"

As Sans tried to chug down the can of soda, it bled through his white sweater. Panicking, he dropped the soda and jumped into the water and tried to wash it out of his clothes.

"Brother, please!" Papyrus yelled as he placed a hand on Sans' skull. "You're just going to make it worse!"

"well? what else am i s'pose to do?" Sans argued.

"Hold on, I'll think of something!"

Papyrus looked around a bit more in the trash, trying to look for some clothes. Unlike the food, the clothes didn't seem to have too many problems, save for a few moldy ones near the water. He continued to look through the trash until he managed to dig out a small, child-sized hoodie from the pile. It was a blue hoodie with a grey hood on it. Compared to most of the clothes in the trash, this hoodie still looked wearable. Papyrus walked over to Sans and placed the hoodie over him. "There, you can wear this until we get back to the cave."

Sans nodded, putting the hoodie on and zipping it up. "thanks, bro."

"Of course, now we know that human food is useless to us skeletons," Papyrus said in defeat, "so now what are we gonna do, now?"

"well," Sans put his hands in his pockets, "i think i might have a better solution!"

Papyrus raised a non-existent eyebrow. "Really? What did you have in mind?"

Sans started to tug at Papyrus' sleeve. "come with me and i'll show you!"

Papyrus nodded as he followed Sans once again. Still, as much as he trusted his brother, he felt that no good could come to this.

As the skeletons walked out of the garbage dump, they eventually found themselves in front of someone's house. The house was shaped a like an angry fish, which Papyrus found amusing. He knocked on the door, but nobody answered.

"Well, there doesn't seem to be anyone here," Papyrus said in disappointment. He looked down to talk to Sans, but he wasn't there. Papyrus looked around frantically for his brother, hoping that he didn't just take off on him. "Sans?"

"over here, papyrus!" Sans called out from the trash can. Papyrus started to give him an odd look. "Um...What are you doing!?"

"what's it look like?" Sans asked as his head popped out of the trash, his hood was over his head.

"You know we're not supposed to dig around other people's garbage!"

"then how else are we s'posed to find food?" Sans argued. Papyrus placed his hands on his hips, looking as though he were scolding a child. "It doesn't matter if we're looking for food, it's still GROSS!"

Sans lowered his eyelids, giving his brother a dirty look. "y'know...if you weren't so uptight, then-"

"Ummm..."

The skeletons jumped as they heard a familiar voice. Papyrus turned his head to see a tall, blue fish monster with an eye patch and a red ponytail. She was standing there holding some groceries. She had a blank expression on her face. "What are you guys doing in my trash?"

"OH, WELL LOOK AT THE TIME!" Papyrus yelled as he picked up the trash can and started running. "LET'S GO, SANS!"

"ACK!" Sans fell backwards as Papyrus carrying his brother in the trash can. As the skeleton brothers left, the fish monster continued giving them weird looks. She shook her head dismissively and started heading inside her house. "What a couple of weirdos!"

It was noon, Papyrus managed to bring his brother back to the cave before the fish had a chance to find them (not that she was going to, anyway). While the taller skeleton was laying sprawled across the floor, Sans was still sitting in the trash can, examining his soul. Ever since morning rolled by, the pain in his chest was slowly spreading through the rest of his body. The pain wasn't unbearable, but he still found it annoying. If only there was a way to stop it?

"Sans, I don't know how much longer I can take this!"

Upon hearing Papyrus speak, Sans placed his soul back into his chest and peaked out of the trash can. He had an annoyed expression on his face. "well, what do you want me to do about it?"

Papyrus sat up, glaring at his brother. "We should just go back to New Home and forget about this!"

"well, i don't want to go back!" Sans said childishly as he crossed his arms.

"And I say we should!" Papyrus argued. "We could've asked anyone to help us, but NOOOOO! Instead, you'd rather have us live out where it's cold, and wet, AND WE HAVE TO DIG THROUGH TRASH TO FIND FOOD!"

"and i'm telling you if we WERE to ask for help, NOBODY would bother with us!"

"Because we're better off on our own, is that it!?" Papyrus asked bitterly, "Or perhaps YOU'RE the one who's better off alone!"

"WHAT ARE YOU ATTACKING ME, FOR!?"

"Face it, this is all your fault!" Papyrus yelled, "If you hadn't of dragged me out here, I would've been doing just fine!"

"Yeah...you would be perfectly fine living on the streets back in New Home!" Sans said sarcastically. "I swear to god, you can be so obnoxious!"

"I'M OBNOXIOUS!? YOU'RE THE ONE WHO KEEPS MAKING UP EXCUSES LIKE AN IDIOT!"

"YOU'RE THE IDIOT!"

"I KNOW YOU ARE, BUT WHAT AM I!?"

"AT LEAST I'M NOT THE ONE WHO'S DUMB ENOUGH TO GIVE A DOG HIS OWN ARM!"

"WELL AT LEAST I CAN TAKE A HIT, UNLIKE A CERTAIN SOMEONE WITH GLASS BONES!"

"YOU TAKE THAT BACK!" Sans yelled.

"Make me!" Papyrus said, smiling triumphantly. Not long after that, Sans crawled out of the trash can and tackled Papyrus. The taller skeleton looked down at his brother with an angered look. "So you really think you'd have a chance against me!?"

"Of course I would!" Sans yelled back. Papyrus scoffed at that comment. "Oh come on, even DAD thought you were weak!"

"SHUT UP!"

Sans summoned a bone in his hand and attempted to hit his brother. Papyrus dodged him several times, making sure that he didn't get hit. "YOU CAN TRY ALL YOU WANT, YOU'RE NOT GOING TO HIT ME!"

"Well? Maybe you should just get outta here!"

"THEN MAYBE YOU SHOULD DROP DEAD!" Papyrus yelled, slapping Sans across the face. "FACE IT, YOU'RE THE SORRIEST EXCUSE OF A BROTHER THAT I'VE EVER KNOWN! WE WOULDN'T EVEN BE OUT HERE IF IT WEREN'T FOR YOU! MAYBE YOU SHOULD JUST-...Sans?"

Sans let out a sob. He held his hand up to his face, staring at Papyrus with a look of fear and betrayal. A crack started to form where his brother had slapped him, tears were forming in his eye sockets. At that point, Papyrus started to shake. He tried to get closer to Sans, regretful for what he's done. "W-wait, Sans! I didn't mean any of that, I was just-"

Sans didn't say anything, he began to summon five Gaster Blasters, each of them blasting off at once. Papyrus closed his eyes as he held his arms over his body. None of the blasters actually hit him. But when Papyrus looked at where Sans was standing, he was gone.

Papyrus rattled violently, he wrapped his arm around himself. How could he hurt someone so frail? Not just physically, but mentally. Sans trusted him more then anything, but now he probably didn't want anything to do with him, anymore. As far as Papyrus was concerned, he no longer had a brother. He no longer had a FAMILY. It was HIS fault that Sans ran off. He sat down and wrapped his arm around his knees. It didn't take long until he started to cry, himself. Only one thought kept circling his mind like a broken record.

"What have I done...?"

...Well I did say that things would get worse, didn't I?

Sibling rivalries are never fun. I think Papyrus might've come off a bit too harsh, but then again...they ARE siblings, so I guess fights are bound to happen.