Pills
“hey, Papyrus… uh… while we’re here, i kinda wanted to show you something.”
Papyrus looks back at you with a quizzical and semi-nervous expression.
“you have to… um… check me?”
You’re starting to almost regret your decision but it’s too late. At least Papyrus looks sort of excited?
Sans
1 ATK
1 DEF
.65/.65 HP
Unsure of how to feel
“i mean it’s not much but i figured you’d just want to-” You start saying quickly, but Papyrus interrupts you.
“SANS THAT’S GREAT! I’M SO PROUD OF YOU.” He gives you a huge smile.
And in return you smile back, a genuine smile back besides your usual one plastered on your face. It’s a small smile, but it’s real.
You’re glad he didn’t ask when you gained the HP back, seeing as you neglected to tell Papyrus when it happened.
It’s just… that you’re being praised for something. And a thought in the back of your mind says you don’t deserve that praise, that you shouldn’t be excited over .05 HP, shouldn’t even have gained it back in the first place. And you’re almost able to ignore that voice. Almost.
“Lunch!” Toriel calls from downstairs, and both you and Papyrus start to make your way to the kitchen.
You eat, and surprisingly Papyrus doesn’t bring up your HP increase, which you’re happy about. It’s not that you don’t want to show how you’ve been getter better, but the focus of everyday doesn’t have to be about you.
After you finish, Alphys comes up to you before you can make your way back up to your room.
“W-wait Sans, I um have to talk to you about something. Maybe we c-could… uh… go into the living r-room if that’s okay?”
“sure, that’s fine Alph.” You reply, not having any idea of what she wants to talk about for once.
You both make your way into the living room, where the tv was left on from Frisk watching some show before lunch. Alphys grabs the remote and turns the volume down.
“So, um, you know h-how I talked to you about an antidepressant a w-while back?”
“mhm.”
“W-well, I had been t-thinking about it and I know it’s b-been a w-while since we had t-that conversation and I p-probably should have l-looked into it sooner but-”
You cut her off from her thoughts, “it’s fine, don’t worry.”
Alphys takes a breath before continuing, “Well I f-found something that you could t-try? Only if y-you wanted to of course, it’s your decision.” She starts shuffling through the pockets of the lab coat she’s wearing and you’re hit with a sudden nostalgia. “H-here.” She holds up a small bottle with some of the tiniest pills you’ve ever seen. “Do… do you w-want to try this?”
You take some time debating your answer. On one hand, this might help. On the other… well. You’re a still a scientist, even though you sometimes try and forget that. You know about side effects of medication and all sorts of stuff like that. But, if this were to help, help you be able to not constantly feel tired, not be filled with anxiety all the time…
“yeah, i’ll do it.”
“A-are you sure?” You give a brief nod, “W-well, that’s good! I actually prescribed you t-the same brand that im t-taking right now! Um… just g-got to, um, go over some things t-that i’m sure you know about. B-basically, what i’m giving you is used t-to treat depression and anxiety, so it should h-help with both of those. You’ll b-be starting out with a 5mg dose in t-the pill,” You only shudder slightly at the phrasing, reminding you of...nevermind, “but in the first s-six days y-you should take h-half a pill, j-just to get you introduced to the m-medicine to make s-sure it doesn’t h-have any super b-bad side effects. T-that being said though, there p-probably will be some side effects, and, um, if t-the medication isn’t the right one, i’ll end up p-prescribing something else f-for you probably. If it, uh, does work, we’ll up t-the dosage to 10mg, or h-however much you’ll need. And y-you shouldn’t f-feel the medicine s-start to work until f-four to six weeks.” Alphys gives a small chuckle, “Got all t-that?”
“uh, yeah.” Although you’ve never heard particularly about an antidepressant, it seems to work the same way as a lot of other medication you’re read about.
“Also! I know i’m rambling but I just gotta say everything.” Alphys says quickly, “You s-should probably take it at n-night. B-because it tends t-to make you tired. Or at l-least with my experience it does.” She hands you the bottle. “If y-you have any questions, i’m taking the s-same thing,” She gives another laugh, this time with a bit less humour, “so don’t h-hesitate to ask me any questions!”
“thanks Alphys. don’t know what i’d do without ya.” Honestly, you’d be dead without her.
“No problem! G-glad I could help!”
You make your way upstairs again and into your room, and find it empty. Well, Papyrus never really was one for staying indoors if he could help it. You roll the blinds up on your window and look outside to find Frisk and Papyrus playing with a frisbee in the backyard. And it’s weird, but you’re struck with the actual motivation to join them outside, and not just wallow in your room until dinner. Struck with the desire to actually do something for once, besides just moping around. And it’s so weird, you’re almost confused when the feeling hits. But nevertheless, you go over to your dresser and place the antidepressant bottle on top, smiling for real once again as you make your way outside.