Papyrus POV:
He was running down a dark path, shouting Sans’ name. Where was he. He had him just in his arms…. No he had pushed his away to make sure he wouldn’t fall onto his brother. But where was Sans now and where was he?!
Papyrus stopped for a moment and turned to see Sans standing not far away, with his back turned to him. SANS! He came closer to get a better look at him. SANS..? The figure turned around… that wasn’t his brother, he wore a blue hoodie, on his pants were white stripes instead of yellow, he was wearing a grey instead of a red shirt and he was wearing blue slippers with white socks, not the
Sans answered with an annoyed tone. „what is it?” “Just come, we need your magic here.” “..i dunno if ya noticed, buddy. i can’t use my magic `cause Syl blocked it somehow.” “I know that already.” The men gave him a red glowing stone.
“Here, that should do it.” “*sigh* and i guess, i don’t have a choice..” “You’ve got one, but it’d be better if you just do it.” “what happened anyways? i dunno if i can help, if i don’t know what happened.” “Pir lost control.”
Sans stood up and went to the stage. He saw Let