A New Feeling

                                    

                                          
~Underswap Papyrus P.O.V.~
                          


                          


                          
Waking up slowly, Papyrus tried rubbing his eyes before opening them. It didn't help as the light from the outside world stabbed into his skull, blinding him immediately. He tried to remember if he had had a nightmare the previous night, but he couldn't remember. Groaning, Papyrus slipped out of his warm, comfortable bed, knowing that if he didn't his little bro would go ballistic. Grinning to himself as he thought about Sans' last outburst, Papyrus tried to remember what it had been about but couldn't. Probably about the sock in the living room. Chuckling, Papyrus grabbed his trademark orange hoody and blipped downstairs, as more of a reflex than anything.
                          
"Good morning, Papy!" Sans said, bubbly as ever. He had been making breakfast as he always did before the two of them left for work. Sometimes, Papyrus thought, his brother's chipperness was just to much to handle this early in the morning.

                          
"Morning bro. I'm going ahead to my post, I'm not hungry." Papyrus quickly felt bad at the disappointed look in his bro's eyes, a plate of breakfast tacos already in his little hands. So, to appease him, Papyrus hugged him and grabbed a few before blipping off, Sans' warning not to nap while he was at work fresh in his ears. Laughing quietly to himself, Papyrus landed in front of his station, slowly eating one of the tacos as he walked. What he saw when he went to sit at his station made him drop his food in the snow.
                          


                          


                          
~Underfell Sans P.O.V.~
                          


                          


                          
Sans was decidedly cramped up from the cold, but to his dismay, he wasn't dead. Just stiff and in a lot of pain. He sat there for a while, trying to move, but found that he couldn't. So he sat, and waited for Boss to come get him. There would probably be another beating, but Sans didn't care as long as he got warmed up. Soon the cold was once again unbearable, and Sans felt himself drifting off again. Before his eyes closed, he heard a faint dropping sound, and looked up to see Boss, in weird clothes, but Boss nonetheless. 
                          


                          
"P-please...B-boss, I-i'm s-sorry, I'm s-so c-cold...please..." Sans whimpered before drifting off.
                          


                          


                          
~Underswap Papyrus P.O.V.~
                          


                          


                          
Papyrus stood still for a minute, shocked at the sight of Sans laying at his station. He would have ran forward immediately, but the truth was that this wasn't his Sans. The little guy was in a red, torn shirt, and a heavy black jacket that didn't seem to actually fit him. But when the poor thing had begun to beg him, calling him Boss, it made Papyrus sick. So, taking drastic measures, Papyrus took off his hoody and wrapped it around the shivering Sans. Picking him up gently, Papyrus thought about things for a moment, then pulled his cell-phone out of his hoody pocket.
                          


                          
"Papyrus? Did you forget something?" Sans answered after the second ring. Papyrus sighed. He didn't know how to explain things, but he didn't want to risk his bro's life if this Sans was as dangerous as he looked. His bro wouldn't understand, but Papyrus figured he'd explain it later.
                          


                          
"No. Sans, I want you to get some things packed and go to Alphys' house right now. Tell her its an emergency and that you have to stay over there for a little while. Like a sleepover, 'kay bro? And Sans...I don't want you home when I get there." Papyrus said more gruffly than he meant to, hanging up before his bro could argue or ask why. Sighing, Papyrus began the long walk home, hoping that the extra heat from the walk would help warm up the little skeleton in his arms.