SICK
Undertale by Toby Fox
Underfell by Vic underfella @underfell
I don't own undertale or underfell. The rights go to the respective owners. This fanfiction is for entertainment purposes only.
Warnings ⚠️ : angst, Delirium, hurt/comfort, sickness, nightmare mention of decapitation, swearing
Part 1 [Press here! :) ]
PART 2 [you are here :) ]
His temperature had gone from high to low. He was cold in touch and Papyrus feared the worst.
He was shaking like a leaf in the wind.
"C...c-co..ld-d..." he managed to say. Papyrus removed his scarf and tied it around his brother's neck.
Papyrus dressed him in some warmer clothes and covered him with two more blankets. Sans was still trembling. He (papyrus) could hear the rattle of his bones.
Papyrus touched his forehead. He removed the piece of cloth. He caressed his forehead gently.
Sans opened his eyes slightly at the touch. It felt... good. He looked at Papyrus but his gaze seemed unfocused.
Papyrus noticed his brother's expression. Raising his eyebrow and trying to control his upcoming panic, he asked "Yes....? Brother..? Is there anything you want to tell me?"
Sans spoke softly his words slurred, breathing still hard.
"chicken nuggets....Im sorry papyrus for not being a good brother... I don't want anyone to use you against me i love you.. papyrus i wanna eat ice-cream by the waterfalls... my baby bro... Im sorry that you were unfortunate enough to be born in a world were is kill or be killed."
Okay, this was something Papyrus wasn't expecting. Sans seemed to be in a delirium.
Before he could speak, he heard a knock on his door "Ah! That must be Toriel I'll be right back Brother"
He opened the door and Toriel greeted him.
"Sorry, I was late Papyrus .. where is he?" she asked shaking some snow from her cloak and holding her bag close.
Papyrus stepped in the side "He is upstairs, he.. I am worried Toriel.. He doesn't look so good.. I don't remember seeing him this... Vulnerable.. This sick before"
Toriel hanged her cloak "It's gonna be okay Papyrus, you know, I'll do the best I can, I'm one of the best healers after all!"
Papyrus nodded relaxing his shoulders slightly. Now that Toriel was here things will be okay! "Do follow me please" he turned his back walking upstairs.
She followed.
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He opened the door. She walked in. He was still mumbling, slurred words.
"Papyrus.... Im sorry... We have to live in a world like this.... I wish you knew how much i care about you, but i can't show it in public.. I wish I was a better brother.." his words slurred, his head moving left and right slightly. His left hand hanging out of bed.
Toriel touched his forehead. She took a piece of cloth and put an ointment. She gently spread itbon his face.
She looked at Papyrus and asked
"May I have permission to see his soul?"
Papyrus nodded. She gently touched his chest. Sans stirred a little. His soul levitated above his sternum. She inspected his soul.
The color was faint, there were black lines starting from the center of his soul. She gently touched it and Sans shivered.
Papyrus freaked out. "Why is his soul like this?"
"It's because he is sick. Don't worry, it's gonna be okay! I promise!" she informed him.
Papyrus calmed down slightly and watched the procedure. Silently.
Toriel check him and gave him an IV. She injected one in his left arm and one in his soul.
She had added some painkillers and other medicines and vitamins to keep him hydrated and alleviate his discomfort for a while.
"How is he? He won't fall down.. Right?" his voice low, frightened.
Toriel smiled "He will be fine, I'll leave some medicine, I'll check again tomorrow. For now, the IV will help".
She gave him some medicines.
Sans slurred another "ʼm sorry" his head on the side. His hands and body slack.
Papyrus spoke softly "Rest Sans it's okay, I.. I forgive you!" he closed his eyes.
He reluctantly caressed his forehead.
Sans smiled weakly and tears ran down his eyes. "I am useless.. The great and ferocious Papyrus has a runt 1 HP brother... I wish this world was better for all of us... Im sorry... I never wanted them to use you against me"
Papyrus frowned. Toriel could see the tears that were ready to fall. Papyrus held them.. He lifted sans (gently) and reluctantly hugged him..
In his home noone would judge, he also trusted Toriel. Even in this hell most monsters had some kindness left in them but they didn't show it. Showing it.. was considered weakness. Toriel was one of them. He trusted her.
Sans wailed "Im so sorry"
Papyrus comforted him the best he could. Sans wept and wept until he felt too weak and passed out.
"It's okay!" Papyrus voice was soft.
Sans's body relaxed. He lost his senses in Papyrus's arms.
He looked at Toriel. She patted his shoulder softly. "I'll check on you again tomorrow, now you two rest and call me if you need anything okay?"
Papyrus sighed and let him down slowly.
"Thank you Toriel! You know I'm not good with words.. Thank you for your help!" she smiled "My pleasure! I am always here papyrus" she put on her cloak and exited the house. He saw her disappearing within the snow.
He sighed and walked upstairs again.
He checked on him again. He touched his forehead, still warm. He checked the IV. Nothing out of the ordinary. He left the room.
He went to his room and put on more comfortable clothes. A red Shirt and black pants with small skull figures.
He sat on his bed, elbows resting on his knees and head resting on his hands. He sighed. Today was a long day..
He sat by the window and looked at stalactites and gemstones that looked like stars.
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Sans was moving rapidly his head. Left and right.
*(Nightmare begins)*
He was in a dark place.
"Hello?", "Is this a joke?" he called for someone anyone. Nobody came.
Then the atmosphere shifted around him. He saw his brother.
He saw Papyrus's decapitation. He saw his head falling and wind taking away his dust. His scarf moved with the wind. He saw all that. He was too shocked to speak. He didn't have the chance to tell Papyrus how much he loved him.
No... No... It can't be happening.. Boss? Papyrus?! PAPYRUS?! "
He screamed. Grabbing his skull. Eyes widen, soul beating like crazy.
He fell on his knees. Tears ran down his eyes. The place around him shifted again. Bright light blinded him. The ground disappeared beneath his knees.
He was falling..
*(Nightmare ends)*
He woke up with a gasp and scared. He screamed.
"PAPYRUS!!!!"
His eye glowing brighter than usual. He clenched his chest breathing deeply.
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Papyrus had fallen asleep on the window. He jolted up hearing his brother's distressed voice. He got up urgently "Sans?" he whispered and run towards his brother's room.
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Papyrus slammed the door opened "SANS?! WHAT'S WRONG?!" Papyrus asked panicked.
He knelt next to Sans. Who had his face covered with his hands. As soon as he felt Papyrus's touch Sans looked at him.
Without a second thought he slammed himself in Papyrus's chest hugging him "Don't leave me alone please! I know, i know i am not the best big brother! I am weak i am pathetic but please! You are the only family i have left in this forsaken place!.. I... I... *sighs* i love you.."
"I... *sighs*.. I love you too Sans! I am not leaving you! Now rest we will talk in the morning" he attempted to get up.
"PLEASE! STAY! please stay..?" Sans begged holding his shirt for dear life. Papyrus nodded "Sure, I'll stay until you fall asleep" he sat down hugging Sans.
Sans relaxed "thanks bro". He closed his eyes and in 5 minutes he fall asleep.
Papyrus looked at him. For once he seemed peaceful. He sighed and rubbed his forehead. They need to talk more often. He gently put him on bed and covered him with the bedsheets and the blanket. He fixed the IV. He also wrapped his scarf around his neck. So sans will have his scent (Papyrus's scent)
Sans's expression was content. Papyrus smiled softly and quietly exited the room.
He drunk some coffee to calm down and then went to sleep.
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Sans woke up with his memory a blur, what time was it? Oh no! He was late!
Papyrus, opened the door. Sans began shaking. "B-boss?" he asked. Papyrus eyed him silently. He seemed better.
Papyrus went closer to him. Eyes neutral. Sans looked at him not breaking eye contact.
Papyrus bent down and...
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*❤️HUGS❤️*
..Hugged him.
Sans tensed but reluctantly hugged him back.
It's been so long.. He had forgotten what it felt like.. He didn't say anything he hugged him back and burrier his face on Papyrus's calvicie. (collarbone)
Then Papyrus broke the hug and he looked at Sans. His eyes piercing his soul. Sans gulped.
"YOU. DARE. to scare me like this again.. you asshole I'll fucking slap and end you! Understood?"
Sans blinked. He could feel Papyrus's hands shaking slightly.
"Heh sorry boss" he eyed on the floor smiling softly.
"You better be!"
He relaxed. Sans was still looking on his hands. Papyrus didn't remove his hands from his shoulders. "How are you feeling?"
"I feel better boss.. Tired but better Thank you!" Sans replied and his face was relaxed.
Papyrus hugged him again and then gave him food.
"You tell this to anyone you'll have a bad time got it?" Papyrus said sternly.
Sans nodded "Yes boss.."
Papyrus nodded he attempted to leave.
But.
Sans's words made him halt.
"I.. I am sorry for everything, i.. i love you!"
Papyrus spoke in a soft caring voice "We both have made mistakes sans, the question is can we try and get close or are you gonna push me away at our own home too?"
Sans looked on the floor.
.Shame.
That's what he felt..
..shame.
"in public we mustn't show weakness, you are already aware of this. They won't take it kindly. But, who said we can't show affection and be close in our home?" (I mean brotherly love)
Papyrus nodded and smiled a genuine one. Sans hadn't seen a smile like this "Very well, now, come and eat this before it get cold, last thing we want is you being dehydrated and starved."
Sans nodded and took the bowl in his hand. He ate the soup "Man Paps that's delicious" he said and ate the whole thing.
"really?... I mean of course it is, I made it!" he smiled a genuine one.
Once done.
They hugged again and they smiled.
"I love you! you stupid runt "
"heh..I love you too you dickhead"
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END OF PART 2
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SICK
Undertale by Toby Fox
Underfell by Vic underfella @underfell
I don't own undertale or underfell. The rights go to the respective owners. This fanfiction is for entertainment purposes only!
Warnings ⚠️ : sicknesses , blood, angst, hurt /comfort, spasm, swearing (my medical stuff are inaccurate so..), vomit,
You are in Part 1 :)
For part 2 press here :)
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Birds were singing. Flowers were blooming on days like this
The screaming of his brother woke him up.
"SANS GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE THIS INSTANT!!"
That had become a routine, Sans got used to it. He sleeps, Papyrus calls him every morning by screaming at the top of his nonexistent lungs, etc etc.
However.
Today Sans had a terrible headache. His throat felt funny along with his breathing. His bones and joints ached. He groaned. He wanted to stay in bed all day but.. heh..that could not happen..
That terrible headache and dizziness blurred his vision. He held his skull and rubbed small circles trying to sooth the pain.
He held the end of bed and got up. His legs wobbled. He held the wall and exited the room.
Great..
Today is gonna be so great.
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He slowly dragged his feet downstairs.
Whatever Papyrus was cooking it smelled good but he had no appetite.
The slightest smell made his nonexistent stomach feel funny.
He sat down at the table. He saw the food before him. He tried to eat a little. It was good but why did he feel like shit?
Papyrus was talking to him. ("SANS IF I SEE YOU SLEEPING ON YOUR POST AGAIN I SWEAR I'LL SPANK YOUR DAMN ASS RIGHT ON THE SPOT! YOU KNOW HOW DANGEROUS IT IS! -SANS ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING! SANS?!")
Sans saw his mouth moving but couldn't hear the words.
"yes boss" his voice strained. Papyrus got worried. He looked at his brother concerned.
"SANS? I KNOW WE.. AREN'T SO CLOSE BUT.. ARE YOU ALRIGHT?" he asked. He had a feeling in his nonexistent gut. He was never wrong when his instinct screamed at him that something was wrong.
"y-yes..i... i..'ll just go to my post.. see you later boss.." his voice strained and hoarse.
His dizziness was getting worse. He managed to control it. He teleported.
Papyrus sighed. He's been trying.. To get close to Sans but.. He was pushing him away..
Sans arrived at his post.
This action turned out to be a terrible mistake. His whole body screamed at him.
He hugged himself and knelt on the snow. It felt kind of good in his burning body.
He couldn't work like this.. He laid on the snow face down. His hood over his head.
He was going home. Damn it! He couldn't do shit with a state like this!
He teleport just a few steps away from his home. That's all his magic could do. He hugged himself and walked towards his home.
He saw his brother's back from the window.
«papyrus... brother.. help me..» he thought.
He began coughing. He laid there face down on the snow. Using whatever strength he had he dragged himself with tooth and claw.
He reached his door and tried to get up. He failed so he rested for a while. He laid his back on the door breathing heavily.
He gathered whatever little strength he had and got up. His body shaking. He opened the door, walked in and collapsed with his back on the door.
"SANS? IS THAT YOU! YOU ARE BACK A BIT EARLY DON'T YOU THINK?" Papyrus voice came from kitchen.
He crawled towards his brother but stopped halfway and laid there. His actions was futile. He was sweating.
Papyrus got worried but tried to hide it. His gut screamed at him that something was off!
He walked on the living room where the door is and saw Sans on the floor.
"SANS?! Y-YOU CAN'T NAP THERE YOU IMPECILE..!" yes, that's right. The tone in his voice was that of concern, worry and fear.
"....p-*choke* "
Papyrus heard choking sounds
Sans started shaking, coughing and bleeding from his mouth, nose and eyes.
He coughed and spat blood *cough hack ptu cough cough ngh rgh ngk ptu*
Papyrus ran at his side, eyes wide, soul beating like crazy
"SANS!!".
Sans sensed his brother "p-pap- *heavy cough, heavy cough, heavy cough* " he whispered but his voice was cut by a new fit of heavy coughing and blood.
Sans body went stiff and began shaking uncontrollably. His eyes rolled. Papyrus panicked. Sans was experiencing spasms. After 5 minutes it stopped abruptly.
Sans was struggling to breathe. His breathing was heavy. He grabbed his brother's scarf trying to take a little bit of comfort.
"SANS...?" Papyrus asked. His brother's eyes were unfocused.
"b..o...ss" He clenched his chest and groaned in pain. He turn away from Papyrus and he coughed more blood.
"I'LL CALL TORIEL" Papyrus said.
Papyrus dialed Toriel's number and waited. He reluctantly held sans hand gently. Sans didn't push him away.
"Yes? Papyrus?" a soft voice reached his 'ears'
"Toriel, it's Sans. He seems feverish, he coughs and he is bleeding.. I.. I.. Could you please come?" he asked, voice low.
Toriel agreed "Of course I'll be there as soon as I can" she said.
Toriel grabbed her things (herbs, magic potions, pills etc), she took her coat and ran towards their home as fast and undetected as she could.
Papyrus carefully lifted Sans up and walked towards the bathroom. He cleaned the blood from his face and removed his clothes. "so-sor...ry.. b-*cough cough hack *" he apologized but started coughing again.
"SANS! SHUT UP!" he said sternly yet softly.
Sans smiled weakly. He nodded. Papyrus used a cloth that was soaked in warm water and cleaned Sans's bones gently.
After that he dressed him in some soft light clothes and carried him in bed.
Sans tried to keep his eyes open. He failed. Everything ached. He clenched his teeth trying to control the pain.
Papyrus put a wet (soaked it in vinegar) piece of cloth on his forehead and rubbed with rubbing alcohol Sans's wrists bones.
Sans was burning up.. Papyrus cleaned the sweat from his brother's forehead.
"You haven't eaten anything, brother... I'll go and see what I can cook for you! Rest and... Do call me if you need anything".
Sans squeezed his hand gently.
Papyrus got up and left, leaving the door opened (slightly).
He went to the kitchen to cook something for him. «A broth will do».
Sans felt nauseous. He felt a burning sensation rising up in his sternum. He got up from his bed. His vision was a blur.
He tried to stand up and walk only for his feet to give up on his weight sending him on the floor. He groaned as excruciating pain exploded in his entire being.
He crawled towards the bathroom. Once in, he vomited more blood and magic. He slumped. Some tears ran down his eye sockets.
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Papyrus ascended the stairs. He opened his brother's room, only to find it empty.
He heard noises from the bathroom "SANS?"
He walked and found his brother vomiting blood and magic.
He rubbed soft circles in his back, once sans was done he slumped. He breathed heavily.
His bones began rattling, he was shaking. Papyrus touched his bones, his temperature had fallen quite rapidly.
He carefully lifted him and laid him on bed.
He had made some broth but he doubted Sans could eat it.
Sans's body went slack in his brother's arms. His breathing came in soft straining gasps. Papyrus got really worried. He eyed him.
Sans whimpered "it..hu..rt.s". Papyrus felt something in his soul cracking. "It's gonna be okay brother, Toriel is on her way" he laid him on bed and covered him with a blanket.
He was shaking quite a lot so he added some more covers.
"Co..ld...so..c-cold-d"
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END OF PART 1
It's a long Oneshot, so I'm gonna split it in 2 parts
Part 2 :)
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