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I like to think Sans made puzzles for Papyrus when they were kids.Related content
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Beat system Papy write Sans in bold letters
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I'm not though but your words flatter me :'D
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Your better than me :β3
i love this btw
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I said the true!!! 
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I can't... help....Β
This is too cute!!!
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1. blue
2. coolest brother
3. snake
XD Number three just looked like a snake to me
also, sans..... ISTHATAWHEELIECHAIRGIMMEDAWHEELIECHAIR!
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And to think. one day it will all be taken away in an instant, and then it'll all reset. and no one will remember or care... except Sans. he is the only one who knows about the timelines, he has to keep it all to himself... every once in a while you need to clear your chest. but Sans can't do that... I wish I could help him...
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talk about farting and leaving the room
geez o.o
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AHHH CUTENESS MY ONLY WEAKNESS!!!!!!!!!! X3
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AHHHHHHHH!!H!H!!! This is so cute!! ////////w///))))))/
;u; Thank you for bringing this cuteness to life.
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I gained some LV. Of the non-killing kind.
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I think I am going to die aga-- Critical Cuteness Hit
BloodySoul is splattered all over the ground X_X
Grim Reaper: For the love of you, father! Not again!! D:<
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Sans: Huh... so the sweetest things can be DEADly
Me: *rimshot*
Sans: Heh, luckily she's SNOW CHILL about it.
Me: *rimshot*
Sans: Nothing's COOLer than Paps
Me: *rimshot* (mind: I hate my job ;-; )
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Is being revived. Hears the puns roll as he regains conciousness.
Sans...
Grim holds him off and heals his wounds. He insists on reaching Sans to make him stop.
Sans!
More puns litter down on him and he's about to lose it.
SAAAANS!!!
Grim struggles with holding his father down from killing the small punny Skeleton and his "Rimshot" pal.
Argh!! SAAANS! I swear, I will tear you into tiny smiling pieces!!
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Me: Just let him come at me... it'll be the highlight of my day if you got rid of me.
Sans: Aw come on... at least you don't have to S-*a drumstick hits the back of his head* WHAT THE?!?
Me: *looks away whistling*
Sans: Jeez... it's like you don't want to have a B-*another drumstick hits his head* TALIA I SWEAR TO ASGORE!!!
Me: *looks away whistling*
Sans: *glares at me, then looks back* As I was saying, you get t-*the drumset hits him in the back of his head, knocking him out*
Me: The deed is done. TuT
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Finally some rest from this...
Grim looks at Sans and sighs, as he has stopped him from losing his 1hp.
Grim Reaper: Father... Please just let us go now... I don't think I can keep both of you alive under these circumstances...
The Darklord sighs and nods.
Well, alright... ...But I do appreciate the effort, my child, Talia....
Although, I wasn't expecting you to throw the entire drumset...
Marvelous work...
He shows a thumbs up and okay sign before both him and Grim Reaper disappear as if they were never there.
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Trust me, if you were working for him as long as I have, you'd have to learn a thing or two when it becomes too much for everyone around him. Honestly I would've thrown the symbols at him, y'know, if he wasn't so wea- and they're gone. Welp... time to explain this to Papyrus.
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From the beyond he looked back to Talia
She should try going for the truth... I wonder how Papyrus would like to hear that a god despises the puns of his brother just as much as he does. Hehehe.
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-about an hour of explaining later-Β
Me: ...and that's all that happened... again I'm really sorry I had to knock him out, but I don't think you need to have your brother dead.
Papyrus: Okay, so let me get this straight... Sans was making a ton of horrible puns and someone hated his puns almost, if not more, than I do?
Me: well I don't think that it was a perso-
Papyrus: SHUT IT! I think I've heard enough...
Sans: *wakes up moaning* Wh-what the? Why am I still on the ground? *rubs the back of his head* O_O Wh-what happened to my skull? Why is it cracked?
Papyrus: *glares at me, angrily*
Me: uuummmmm... Well you see uh... a rock fell on your skull and hit it?
Sans: mm-hmm and why is your drumset busted again?
Me: because... um... the rock ricocheted off your skull onto the drumset?
Sans: *glares at me, pissed off*
Me: I'm screwed... aren't I? Welp... I'm off to get something for your skull *flies off*
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He suddenly appears behind Papyrus.
I am not sure that I am a confirmed...person... ...although I appreciate the thought of me being less of a "thing" this time....
He looks at Sans and the crack in his skull.
Oh my... ...That we should fix right away...
With a hand raised, magic poured from the very air and soothing veils of purple fog touched the Skeletons cracked skull.
The magic sealed the crack within an instance, leaving no pain or mark behind. He lowered his hand and sighed with slight
remorse and guilt.
I am sorry for the escalation of the situation, my child... Although I cannot say that your puns do not deserve some sort of
rage fueled retaliation... ...sometimes at least....
He turned his attention to Papyrus next, having a calm, friendly smile on his lips.
I do apologize for this entire scenario, dear boy... I did lose my calm back then... Although, I think we both can relate our...
...displeasure...with Sans's joke-loving nature.... ...Sometimes it's just too much... ...And my limit was reached a long time before
this moment... ...sighs... ...But let me be more civil. I haven't introduced me yet.
He bowed slightly before the two brother's (and probably Talia somewhere in the back), caring a presence of awe.
My name is... ...well, actually... ...my name does not really matter... ...Few even call me by that...and I am grateful for it... ...
Those who've stood in my presence call me the Darklord... ...or Father of Death... ...You can call me whatever you like however...
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Papyrus: *yelps and looks back* W-Wait... the hedgefox wasn't kidding?
Me: *walks over to him and facepalms* I may be somewhat of a liar, but would I make my lies THAT crazy?
Sans: I guess you could say th-Β
Me: SANS DO YOU WANT ANOTHER CRACK IN YOUR SKULL?!?
Sans: What's going to make you do th-
Me: *holds up one of the symbols*
Sans:.... *mutters* LOUD mouth
Me: *my eyes turn bright red and I glare back at him, then looks at you* A-anyways... N-Nice to meet you, Darklord... that's a pretty cool name
Sans: Too COOL if you ask me...
Me: DO YOU SERIOUSLY WANT TO BE DECAPITATED AGAIN?!? *I look back at him, pissed off*
Sans: Nah... I-I'm good.
Papyrus: *takes the symbol from my hand* First of all... no decapitation... second, I'm glad to finally meet someone who hates his puns as much as I do. Third, what do you mean by again, Tal?
Me:.......
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He stares at each of them as they continued to chatter. It amused him a lot, something he hasn't had much time for in the past.
When Papyrus wished answer for the "again" in Talia's last sentence, he shrugged with a smirk.
My, my... ...Her secrecy could fill a book...
A small, round window appeared next to him. It twisted and swirled in a dark stream of colors. He grabbed into it and pulled a Folder out of it.
Literally... You wanna read the records? I still need to sort them out a bit, though....
He looks to Papyrus and laughed delighted.
I do, Papyrus, but they're also Sans's charm in a way... ...So I often suffer with deciding on either hating or loving them in a way...
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Papyrus: H-How? How did you do that?
Me: He has powers, Papyrus. Just like the three of us, even if my powers are too weak to be useful.
Papyrus: I'm actually curious to see what has happened in the past with these two. Also, they're those types where you hate them so much you love 'em.
Sans: It's true. I've actually been so addicted to puns lately I needed someone to play a rimshot everytime I make one.
Me: *growls and fights the urge to beat the shit out of Sans, then puts my hands to my face and whimpers* I-I'm only doing it for lessons with my magic...
Papyrus: Can I please see those records?
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He hands Papyrus the records.
Of course... I find them very amusing at times... A good literature to distract myself from work...
Papyrus's surprise over his powers brought an almost fatherly smile to his face. He seems calm and less threatening than usually.
Well, I am by far not as skilled as my younger siblings with healing magics, but it does serve me well enough.
For that void-hole? It's just simply there to make things easier on me. Watching countless worlds and their split alternate universes can become
a real drag... ...Teleportation is not that hard... ...But it can take time to find the magical sweetspot for it at first.
As Sans explains his flaring fancy for jokes and puns, he struggled not to smirk a bit. It reminded him of so many things from a past he buried an eternity ago.
Then a slight dread befell him. His mind caught up with a certain "houseguest" he knows all too well, and the combination of both her and Sans in any constellation.
It is nice to have a passion for something... But you shouldn't stretch it... By my unholy son, I hope you never meet the Memelord... ...
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