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“NYEH TODAY IS THE DAY I TRY SOMETHING RATHER SPECTACULAR! IT IS CALLED....LASAGNA!”

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“We are... resting, time seems to move differently in this place, it is familiar but seems, newer? The CORE, I have not been there often, but I have been enough to recognize the design. Odd, white eyes watch us at every turn...I wonder if my brother has seen them too or I am losing my mind. “

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“...brother... what is that?! It is huge, a machination producing...something out of the lava?”

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“WHAT ONCE HAD AN ENTRANCE MUST HABE AN EXIT RIGHT, EVEN IF THE DOOR IS TEMPORARILY CLOSED.”

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“I did as well, it was weird when...all that spooky stuff started happening because the memory almost leeched its way in as well?” Papyrus tried to explain but kept up the hug. 

“Then, we should look around!” he said and carefully lifted his brother, hugging him still. “And then we can see what we have to work with,” he said grinning at him, trying to be the positive one for both of them...even if he was a little scared to. 

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“WE WILL FIX IT, YOU HEAR ME! WE WILL!”

....but nobody came.

“WE WILL!”

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“...That is right we did forget [REDACTED] didn’t we?” he twisted at his scarf softly. “Do you think[REDACTED] hates us? That is...why we are here?” he said softly. 

“I...” Papyrus trails off, uncertain before kneeling down to hug Judge tightly. “I will not forget you brother! We can fix this!” he said more determined. 

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* hey, papyrus. * you get the feeling that nobody even knows we’re gone? * nobody’s tried contacting either of us? * i’d… i’d know if someone did.

* h. heh. maybe they’re… having the time of their lives right now. * and we’re stuck here.

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“I-I am sure that is not it brother!” Someone must realize that we are gone, or that you are gone at least! This weird world must mess with communications! Or, something like that!”

I would recognize if you are missing!” 

“So others must! We will find a way out, we can do it!”

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“Where are we?”

Darkness. Darkness. The stairway finally stops.

“… don’t know yet. it’s hard to see.”

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“It is too dark... UGH,” Papyrus whined, especially after all that darkness before. “Is it just me brother or does the floor feel more...clang-y and hollow sounding?” he said as he tried to feel for a wall. “It feels too loud with our footsteps, but it is very quiet right now...”

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“Where are we?”

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“Agreed, okay brother, but how do we stop him with all the power he seems to have,” Papyrus said worriedly. He walked with Sans quietly down the stairs, and then he shifts to his side when he nearly trips, “Sans! Are you all right! ...we should have reached the bottom by now,” he added before looking up and then freezing. 

“No,” he gulped despite not having the organs to be able to do so. “We are not, but then where are we?” he said softly.

“I-I will try,” he said softly.

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“...Hhhh,” Papyrus whined and he toyed with his gloves more. “Well if we cannot win... then what do we do? The timeline is locked down, we both know that... with no outside help or way to get out either, it’s just a matter of time before he, well does whatever it is he wants to do.”

“I’m not sure brother, what his motive is, I still barely remember him to be honest, just after the whole coming back thing, I gained a lot of new information I am still trying to sort through. And only a bit of it was about him,” he admitted. 

“That’s rather mean, if he does want to just mess with us,“ the last part is spoken sadly as he shifts his hands to his scarf, gripping it tightly.  

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Papyrus’ eye sockets glowed an orange to match Judge’s socket and he was toying with his gloves nervously. “Yes a flashlight should do nicely. ...why is [REDACTED] making a move now? It’s been... well quiet...”

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Papyrus yawned softly and he rubbed at his sockets slightly before he sat up more fully. “Do we have...candles?” he asked and he stood up more fully. “ Or something more stable?” Candles blew out but they might not have a lot of other choices. 

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“Hhhh, we are both tired, and the darkness has not let up at all, normally that would be good for sleeping but this is…frightening.”

“it… can’t be helped. we have to get some sleep, soon, or else…”

“mmh.”

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“We will not be ready for something if it does happen...” Papyrus agreed and he rubbed at his eyes. He did not want to leave Sans’ side though at all...

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“Hhhh, we are both tired, and the darkness has not let up at all, normally that would be good for sleeping but this is...frightening.”

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“Th-There are hands about the darkness...and my brother has not said one thing about them being ‘handy’. This is something serious...”