"Come now Sans you can do better than that. Aren't you happy to have a new baby brother?"

"Nyeh heh heh!"

"Look, he's happy to see you!"

"yep he suuuure is..."

"My big Buther's sexy as hell!"

"............."

"S-see? He loves you!"

Oh dear...

"is he even suppose to be talking yet? wasn't he JUST born?"

"Is mah birday? I gets da' prezzies?"

"We-well technically speaking he was born at the same time you were, he's just been in stasis."

"so in other words, no. no he shouldn't."

"Habby birday to me...habby birday to me-"

"It's possible that he's been awake all this time during stasis, learning as the days went by and we talked around his stasis chamber."

Of course we don't celebrate birthdays around here so...

"Habby birday to da' bay-beeee..."

"........."

"........"

"........"

"Habby birday to me! Nyeh heh heh!"

He sounds like a baby witch...

Sans put the baby bones on the floor.

"Sans!"

"i don't like this baby, he's weird. make another one-"

"Absolutely not! You should be happy to have a baby brother who can talk to you, to HAVE a brother at all!"

To even BE here...

Papyrus rolled around on the floor, trying to reach one of the lab counter's cabinets.

"he's creepy dad!"

"He's suppose to be! He's a Horror Font!"

Though he's not suppose to gain an attribute or name until age two.

Reaching the cabinet, the baby bones reached up and grabbed the handle, pulling himself to his knees.

"whoa," said Sans, his eyes wide. "that's a strong baby..."

Papyrus giggled and began to sing. "I gots the strength of a raging fire, with all da' force of a gweat typhoon!"

"that's not how it goes."

"I gots the heart of a baby lion, mysterious as da' dark side of da' mooooooon!"

Gaster cleared his throat. "I expect you to take good care of your baby brother Sans. This is your purpose now, do you understand me?"

Sans nodded reluctantly.

"Good. He doesn't have a name yet-"

"I's Papyrus, da' Lying Font! Respect."

"Papyrus no! Do not let me catch you using gang slang again, don't even use it when I'm not present. I will not raise a jigaboo!"

Not in MY laboratory...

"You's mad racist dawg!"

This baby's going to piss me off on a regular basis, isn't he?

Sans walked over to pick up Papyrus, but before he could reach him the baby bones scurried out of the room, crawling faster than he thought possible. The kid comedian jumped in surprise and glared as he heard Papyrus's laughter echoing from down the hallway.

"Please retrieve your brother, I need his photo for the archives."

Sighing, Sans obeyed.

The little weirdo couldn't have gone far, most of the doors are closed and he can't...reach...?

Sans stopped, noticing the door to his room was open.

I closed that!

"Nyeh hee hee!"

Hearing Papyrus, he quickly entered, finding him chewing on a yellow block.

"Mmph..maamm..."

"you're not suppose to chew on those pappy."

"Did you find him?" Gaster walked into the room and frowned upon seeing his son chew on one of his new blocks. "That's not for consumption Papyrus."

"Mmyeh?" Papyrus took the block out of his mouth.

"I'm going to take your picture alright? I need you to look over here though while I do so."

Papyrus stuck a finger in his mouth. "Does the baby gots to get nakey?"

"ew, no! what's wrong with you?!" asked Sans cringing.

His brother didn't answer, he merely popped the yellow block back into his mouth, chewing on a corner. "I say cheese while eatin' cheese!"

"that's a block," said Sans, annoyed.

"Dis my cheese."

"IT'S A BLOCK OF WOOD."

"DIS MY CHEEEEESE!"

"DAAAD! PAPYRUS IS EATING WOOD!"

"I'm right here holding the camera Sans...also get out of the frame."

"....."

CLICK!

"There! Now you two behave yourselves, while I write the report on..Papyrus."

How does he even KNOW that font?

Gaster left, shutting the door behind him and leaving Sans alone with his brother, much to his chagrin.

"We's all alone now...NEYH HEE HEE HEE HEE!" Sans took a step back upon hearing Papyrus's creepy and sudden laughter.

Why am I so afraid?

It's a baby for crying out loud!

Still, he couldn't quite bring himself to get closer to his baby brother and it made him angry. "i-i'm not afraid of you!" he cried, his voice shaking.

"Kay'."

"i MEAN it!"

"Baby hears you."

"......."

"You wants some of dis cheese?"

"IT'S WOOD!"

"Is my birday cheese." Papyrus got up and held out the block.

"G-GET AWAY! LEAVE ME ALONE!" Sans scrambled backwards until his back hit the wall, he pressed against it fearfully as the baby bones crawled closer drawing his knees up to his chest. "DAD! DAAAAD!"

"NYEH HEE HA HA HA HA!"

"SOMEONE HELP ME! PLEASE!!"

"Baby's gonna hug you big Buther! I's gonna gets you!"

"PLEASE!! I DON'T WANNA DIE! *sob* i don't wanna die..."

Why won't anyone help me?

Sans continued to sob into his knees.

Doesn't anyone care about me?

"why won't anybody help? *sob* i'm a good boy, i help in the lab...*sniff* why don't people like me?"

"I likes you! I likes you good!" said Papyrus hugging his brother's knees and nuzzling one of the kneecaps.

A coldness enveloped Sans and his soul sank into a dark place in his chest. This happened to him a lot, it was almost like his sadness was always magnified when something bad happened. He wanted to believe it was due to the explosion that caused him to lose half his font and wind up with only one HP and one AT, but maybe he just wasn't loved.

Everything changed when his machine exploded because he changed. They only liked Sans because of his font and now that it was gone...

Everyone ignores me...they don't care if I get killed.

.......................

I don't care either.

Picking up his brother with shaky hands he pressed him close to his chest closing his eyes, completely despondent. He sat there waiting for something bad to happen. His terror was gone, replaced by the cold emptiness. He barely felt his little brother's weight, he was just so numb...

No one cares about me, no one wants me here...

"Big Buther...?"

I don't want to be here, I want to disappear...

"Hey, I's talking to you!"

"huh?" Sans snapped back to reality, looking down at his baby brother. "why aren't i dead yet?"

"I don't wants to kill you, you's cwazy big Buther..."

Sans started to cry again.

"I's not gonna kill you I said! Damn..."

The small skeleton looked up at Papyrus, tears still flowing from his sockets. "*sniff* but..why not?"

"............"