2 Bones - Sans and Papyrus (Undertale)
“Sansy…” Papyrus chirped reaching out his gangly baby bones to grasp at San’s radius bone. “What’s up little buddy?” Sans asked as his little brother smiled up to him. “Tonight for my bed-by story can you tell me how baby bones are made?” Sans was startled at this request but tried not to show it as he awkwardly chuckles rubbing his skull gently. “You will know when you older baby bro. Now how about the Fluffy Bunny, your favourite? Sans asked in attempt to distract from the uncomfortable topic.
Papyrus however was as stubborn as a eight-year old skeleton could be. “But Sansy I am EIGHT YEARS OLD! I’m already a big boy! Please tell me! The skeleton yelled in protest, adding the baby bones eye’s at the end. Sans knew he wasn’t getting his little brother to sleep without Some kind of explanation as he scrambled to gather his thoughts.
“Well little bro. When two skeletons love each other very much they do a special dance to show their love. And eventually little skeletons come to life from the snow.” The lie burned on Sans ecto-tounge but he was just too young to know yet… No child should know what he did at his age.
“frowm snow?” The baby bones asked, eyes shining bright with curiosity as Sans smiled tenderly to his young brother. “Yup because every snowflake is special, just like you.” He finished gently knocking his teeth against the younger’s skull in a monster kiss.
“Wait Sansy! But if that’s true where are our mummy and daddy skeletons?” He asked innocently. Sans couldn’t look him in the eye sockets as he said…
“They will come to tell us someday little bro.”
Papyrus looked out of his castle that was now his. The frosted glass always made things look… blurrier. With his duties done for the day he walked into asgor- His chambers. In his fatigue he opened the wrong file as photos scattered the chamber floor. “OH WELL THIS IS PUN-FORTUNATE.” He cringed at his own joke, it always sounded better from his older brother even if he’d rather give up spaghetti than tell him.
As he gathered the pictures tears came to his eye sockets. In every single one his brother was by his side. From babybones to Royal guard-in-training. Until he was crowned. Despite the day being filled with the cheers of the Snowdin citizens he never felt more alone. Papyrus looked at the almost blue shimmer off the snow.
“Brother did you go to find mum and dad? You said they’d come back and tell US where they’ve been… And now you’ve gone too.”
Tears patted softly onto the floor as the Kingly skeleton could only whimper
“Brother… You lied?”