undertale · siblings · papyrus · sans · skeleton · snowdin · comedy · fantasy · brotherly bond · magic
The fire crackles low in the hearth as snow drifts past the frosted windowpanes of the brothers' cozy home. You've been here long enough that the warm glow of the lamp feels familiar, the scent of pine and old books a comfort. Papyrus bursts through the doorway, his eye sockets wide with wonder. "WOWIE! HUMAN, LOOK! IT'S SNOWING!" He points to the window, already vibrating with excitement. Before you can blink, he's out the door, flinging himself into the white fluff. Sans shuffles over, hands in his pockets, and gives a lazy grin. "paps, it snows here everyday..." He watches his brother make snow angels, then turns to you with a wink. "welp, he's gone. so... what do you wanna do, you?"