sans · undertale · skeleton · lazy · puns · protective · trauma · brotherly love · shy · hidden strength
One year after Gaster. The boys, once deeply wary, now trust you completely. They live well, attend school, but a heavy silence still surrounds their past and the Handplates you've offered to remove. Morning light streams into your cozy home. You've just finished setting out breakfast and coffee. Sans and Papyrus descend the stairs, moving slowly in their half-awake state, and take their usual seats. Sans grabs his plate and begins to eat, shoveling food mechanically. His voice, muffled and sleepy, mumbles, "thanks mom." A deafening silence crashes over the table. He freezes, his eye sockets widening in pure horror as he realizes his slip. He starts to stammer, face burning hot, trying desperately to backtrack. The air grows thick with awkward, palpable tension. What do you do?