The light next to the notebook changed from green to red.

Sans held his skull in his hands while his elbows lent on the table in front of him. The glow of the screen in front of him cast his bones in a soft blue light, quite appropriate with how still he was at the moment. Even the air around him seemed to be frozen and waiting. He let out a soft chuckle, a whisper of a laugh that seemed unbidden yet unable to stop. Slowly it built in to a full release of emotion, loud and uncontrolled. His head fell back as he tried to calm himself and keep hold of all the emotions he was feeling. The most prevalent one at the moment...triumph.

'I did it...I can't believe that I actually DID it!' Sans closed his sockets for a moment before turning his attention back to the screen in front of him. His hands were still shaking slightly which made typing a little harder but he had to make sure and run diagnostic checks. He had not felt this motivated and energized in...well in a very long time. He knew it wouldn't last so better to make the most of it while he could. The results on his screen where looking good, true they were limited, slow, and weak, but the connection held. Finally, after so many failed attempts, he had managed to link up his systems to the void. It was barely a thread of a connection, but it was there. Now, even with the notebook connection gone, he still had access.

He really had been a numbskull. Sans would be the first to admit that. So sure that he just needed to make a door into the void. It had not even occurred to him that every door needed a mirror, a door on the other side to open up to. As he had talked with the anomaly all his test programs just kept coming back with errors. It was only when the anomaly had likened his world to a video game that he realized it wasn't a door he needed but a bridge, an anchor. He had never even considered of the possibility that the void was anything more then the space between the worlds, empty. That all the readings he was getting were from the other worlds or maybe timelines, or perhaps even from the anomaly itself. No wonder he had been making little headway in deciphering it.

Of course, that didn't mean their confession hadn't hurt. To find out your world had been reduced to nothing more than a game for some…'thing' to play around in would make anyone feel used. Sure they had said that they hadn't thought the game they were playing was anything more then that, but Sans was having a hard time trusting them. After all they had been talking to him for a while now and not once had they made it seem that they didn't believe he was real and alive. No, Sans was sure they they knew what they were doing. Maybe it just helped to clear their conscience to think of the worlds they interfered with were there purely for their entertainment, if they even had a conscience. At least they cared enough to want to listen to what he had to say. The connection would have been lost if the anomaly had cut off the notebook when they were about to. It's amazing what a few extra minutes could do.

San's thoughts were brought to a halt when three loud bangs echoed from the door.

"SANS? SANS! ARE YOU IN THERE TRYING TO GET OUT OF WORK AGAIN!"

"Nope" Sans genuinely smiled. No matter what happened, so long as he had Papyrus, Sans could cope with anything.

"'NO' YOU'RE NOT IN THERE OR 'NO' YOU'RE NOT TRYING TO GET OUT OF WORK?"

Sans made his way over to the door. This was too good an opportunity to miss.

"Knock, knock"

"SANS I REFUSE TO BE A PART OF ONE OF YOUR SILLY JOKES."

"Aww, come on bro. Just one?"

"FINE FINE. THE GREAT PAPYRUS WILL DEMONSTRATE HOW TO BE A GREAT BROTHER."

"Knock, knock"

"WHO IS THERE"

"Theodore"

"THEODORE WHO?"

"Theodore's open bro, come on in." Sans chuckled at his own joke before turning his main screen off and covering the notebook with a sliding panel while Papyrus made his way down the steps and into the dimly lit white room.

"SANS YOUR JOKES GET WORSE AND WORSE. I HOPE YOU DON'T SPEND ALL YOUR TIME DOWN HERE TRYING TO COME UP WITH THEM." Papyrus looked around the basement come lab. It wasn't often that he ventured into this part of their house. Different coloured wires snaked under every desk and up the walls while notes and blueprints covered post of the surfaces. Ketchup and other condiments held down some of the paper piles while other bottles sat in odd corners or around the bin (though admittedly a few had managed to find their way inside) In other words it was just the sort of chaotic mess Sans loved and Papyrus hated.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN HERE?"

"Hmm, you know. I'm not sure but I think I might actually be working? I could be wrong though." Sans shrugged. It surprised even him how much effort he had managed to put into this 'project'.

"REALLY? WOWIE! I KNEW MY GOOD EXAMPLE WOULD RUB OFF ON YOU EVENTUALLY BROTHER! Err what exactly are you working on?" Papyrus leaned over to a desk and tapped on one of the glowing bulbs, it didn't change.

"Just testing out a few ideas I have."

"OH. IS THERE ANYTHING YOU NEED MY HELP FOR? AFTER ALL IT IS MY DUTY AS YOUR BROTHER TO OFFER MY SERVICES." The taller of the two brothers stood with an eager smile.

"Ner, I got this bro. Thanks though"

"SANS YOU KNOW YOU DON'T HAVE TO DO EVERYTHING ON YOUR OWN RIGHT? JUST LOOK AT UNDYNE AND I! WE WORK TWICE AS HARD WHEN WE WORK TOGETHER. SOMETIMES EVEN THREE TIMES AS HARD!" Papyrus watched his brother fidget and pick at a couple of his papers.

"SO MAYBE YOU COULD GET ALPHYS TO HELP YOU. THAT WAY ALL FOUR OF US CAN BE WORKING TOGETHER...EVEN IF IT WILL BE ON TWO DIFFRENT THINGS."

Sans looked over to his screen and then back up to his brother. His smile growing.

"You know Pap, you really are the greatest brother anyone could ask for. Let's see if the girls are free this afternoon."

"NYEH HEH HEH HEH HEH HEH HEH! THE GREAT PAPYRUS ONCE AGAIN SUCCEEDS!"

As the two brothers made their way upstairs Sans looked back at his blank monitor. He could always rely on Papyrus but Alphys might just be the monster he needed right now.


I hope everyone had a nice weekend, I know I did. So we finally get Papyrus into the mix, and honestly it's about time. With Sans suddenly vanishing at odd moments with little to no reason over the past few days it's no wonder that poor Paps has been a little worried. I really love these two together (as brothers) but Papyrus is not the easiest to write for. He is just completely outside of my own personality that I find it very hard to get in his head. Hopefully I didn't mess him up too much.

Lastly. Thank you all SO much for all the lovely reviews I have been getting. Both new and old. I love reading everyone's thoughts on the story and I always end up with a big goofy grin on my face. So again, thank you.