[Papyrus talked all right, chattering aimlessly, filling the silence as best he could. Talking about their pet rock, how nice it would be to see his own little kitchen again, admire his cool bed, read his books and see if anyone left him cool internet messages. It'd be strange, using his computer after being so used to the convenience of his MID!
His sentences bounce off Sans unheeded, but Papyrus keeps it up until they're within sight of their house. It looks the same, fairy lights and wreath and one overstuffed mailbox and all, and yet...]
Well, here we are!
[Deeper footprints in the snow illustrate where the human marched onward, all the way up to where Papyrus waited for them, and then... presumably onwards.
Not that he'd know.
He only hopes that what he said got through to them. That they were moved by his belief and tried harder ever after to be a good person and do fewer violences against his friends and people.
Not wanting to think about this anymore, he taps on Sans's skull.]
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His sentences bounce off Sans unheeded, but Papyrus keeps it up until they're within sight of their house. It looks the same, fairy lights and wreath and one overstuffed mailbox and all, and yet...]
Well, here we are!
[Deeper footprints in the snow illustrate where the human marched onward, all the way up to where Papyrus waited for them, and then... presumably onwards.
Not that he'd know.
He only hopes that what he said got through to them. That they were moved by his belief and tried harder ever after to be a good person and do fewer violences against his friends and people.
Not wanting to think about this anymore, he taps on Sans's skull.]
Wake up, lazybones! We're here!