throttle
of all the possible words i could’ve got for this ask game-
————
“hey uh. red? where’s paps?”
Red startles—well, that’s suspicious—and shoves his hands into his pockets. “oh- he’s- i dunno, he was here a while ago.”
That’s… not helpful. Or comforting, considering Sans hasn’t seen Papyrus since breakfast. Well, he’s clearly not with Red, so Sans should probably just-
…..
Why does Red look nervous? Actually, forget that, why is Red just standing on the sidewalk doing nothing?
“…you haven’ seen him.”
Aaand Red startled a second time.
“heh, nope. haven’t seen him anywhere.”
“that’s funny, he said he was going to ask you about his car.”
“heheh.. yeah.”
Red is avoiding eye contact now. What did he do.
“and if i remember right, yesterday i told you. not to mess with the car.”
“ok, ok, yeah. uh. yer gonna be mad-”
“-?”
“-but look how much fun they’re havin’.”
There’s barely enough time for Sans to register the words before Papyrus’s convertible zooms by at a definitely-illegal speed. From what he could see in the fraction of a second that the car was visible, Papyrus is at the wheel, Edge is in the passenger seat, Rus is in the backseat clinging to his seatbelt, and Bee… might be vomiting. At least 2 of them are screaming.
“red.”
“yea?”
“why”
