![]() I opened the door slowly looking at Sans, red magic dripping a little from his mouth, his hand clutching his stomach. Unless he was just faking to get out of cleaning up the plate. When had Sans gotten sick? I never heard him cough or sneeze. Puking sounds were audible through the closed the door. My thoughts were cut short, as I neared the bathroom. ![]() That little shit, thinks he can just lock himself in the bathroom and I won't be able to get him hm? We'll see about that. I flipped the toilet lid up and puked up my red magic. " WHY ARE YOU JUST-" He was caught off when I ran to the bathroom and slammed the door. " CLEAN IT UP DON'T JUST STAND THERE!" He yelled seeing me just stare at the pile. He got up throwing the plate on the ground. "WHAT TOOK YOU SO LONG YOU PEICE OF SHIT!" He yelled, causing me to wince a little. So when ever I was around him, I'd act fine and conceal my coughs and sneezes. I walked into the kitchen, as expected seeing Papyrus sitting at the table an empty plate by his side. ![]() I was extra slow today because I had a damn cold, but I couldn't tell Papyrus that or he'd be even more disappointed in me. He was probably waiting for me to hurry my ass up so he could hit me or insult me. ![]() My brother, Papyrus, was probably already awake and ate breakfast. I trudged down the stairs, having them creak because of how old they were. ![]()
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