#thelaziestbro

[the-greatest-friend]

Thank you.

Papyrus waited for Sans in the living room, his hands clasped together as he sat on the sofa. So many memories in this house. So many good things. A lot of bad, too, and a lot of arguments... But so much good, and a lot of experiences altogether. Papyrus wouldn't trade them for the world.

Sans had received at text from Papyrus that his little bro wanted to speak to him. Things were way busier and more chaotic for the two, especially with Pap expecting and all. Sans was going to be an uncle and he was concerned that there just wasn't enough room in the house for a baby, too. Not unless they turned the Guest Room into a nursery, but that couldn't happen, since that was Sunny's room. He knew... that this conversation was going to be something he had kind of been avoiding thinking about.

"HELLO, SANS." Papyrus smiled, gesturing for him to sit, "DID YOU HAVE A GOOD DAY AT WORK?"

"yeah. worked myself to the bone, i'd say." This was the part where Papyrus would have screamed at him for such an awful pun, but instead, the taller skeleton began to laugh, shaking his head, "OH YES. ME TOO!"

Yep. Definitely this was going to be THE talk that he had been avoiding. It was a sure sign since Papyrus was laughing at his jokes. Oh boy.

"hey, pal, you said you had something big to tell me about... so.... might as well get it over with before i run off, you know me, a big coward."

Papyrus looked offended, and he shook his head once more, "SANS, YOU'RE NOT A COWARD... YOU'RE AMAZING. YOU STUCK AROUND, EVEN WHEN I MYSELF RAN AWAY. YOU'RE THE BRAVEST BROTHER I KNOW!!! AND... I THINK... STICKING BY ME NO MATTER WHAT... I CAN'T THANK YOU ENOUGH FOR IT. I REALLY LOVE YOU, SANS."

Oh jeez. Here it comes. Sans rubbed his neck, feeling himself get embarrassed, "aw geez, pap. you're gonna make me blush. but seriously, what's up?"

"... WELL.. SANS, YOU KNOW THAT LETRASET AND I ARE HAVING A BABY!! VERY SOON. I'VE HEARD THAT IT COULD BE ANY DAY NOW, APPARENTLY... AND.. WELL..." His face falls. Seems this would be more difficult than previously anticipated... "...YOU SEE! THAT IS..."

"you're moving out."

For both of them to hear it, out loud... It was hard. This was hard. All of it was really, really hard. Papyrus nodded his head slowly, hands clasped more tightly. "..WE... WE DON'T HAVE A PLACE YET, BUT... WE'RE GOING TO MOVE, YES. STILL REMAIN IN THIS TIMELINE! JUST... LIVE CLOSER TO THE WOODS, ON THE EDGE OF IT, YOU SEE. THAT WAY I CAN STILL DRIVE TO WORK! AND I CAN STILL COME SEE YOU WHENEVER AND IT'S HONESTLY JUST A MUCH BETTER OPTION. I'M SURE LETRASET KNOWS I COULDN'T LIVE UNDERGROUND AGAIN."

"better option... huh." sans smirked, shoving his hands in his pockets. He knew Papyrus was right. This house was way too cramped... And there were a ton of good memories, but... it was time for a change. It's not like he hadn't gotten used to Pap not being around; just the thought that Papyrus wasn't going to live in the house anymore was pretty sad.

"I'M REALLY NOT RUNNING AWAY. THIS IS THE OPTION THAT MAKES A LOT OF SENSE! BUT LETRASET STILL WORKS IN HIS TIMELINE, AND I STILL WORK HERE, AND I WILL ALWAYS COME VISIT YOU. WE WON'T BE FAR AWAY."

"... just. gonna be weird is all. 've gotten so used to having you around that i just... never really thought about you moving out." Sans had always been used to losing Papyrus, not seeing Papyrus leave voluntarily... At least, in good state of mind. That space fiasco was bad for everyone. But this was nothing like that. Papyrus wasn't leaving in a panicked state, he was thinking of his future family. Of the baby.  Papyrus lowered his head and scooted closer, pulling his brother into a tight hug.

"I'M GOING TO MISS LIVING HERE, SANS. I'M GOING TO MISS EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS HOUSE... I'M GOING TO MISS EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU, TOO. YOUR MESSES, YOUR BAD JOKES, YOUR MUSIC, YOUR FOOD CHOICES..." A little sniffle, "I'M GOING TO MISS YOU."

Oh jeez the waterworks. "h-hey, come on, pal... you said you'd come visit... don't cry, man, if you cry, then i'm gonna cry, then buttons is gonna cry, then scraps is gonna show up and laugh at us big babies... hheh heh......" Who was he kidding. Sans hugged his brother back tight, closing his eyes and burying his face in Pap's shoulder.

The two held each other like that for a while, quiet. And then they began to recount stories... from the past year and a half. Everything they'd been through, the friends, the fights, the games, the jobs. They began to laugh together, and eventually sans slipped out to the kitchen, and came back with two beers.

Papyrus blinked and began to laugh, taking one from his brother. They clinked bottles and giggled.

Sans grinned wide, "to my lil' bro, way braver than me even if he moves a little too fast for the world for his big bro to catch up."

"AND TO MY BIG BROTHER, WAY LESS COWARDLY THAN ME!! EVEN IF HE MOVES A LITTLE TOO SLOWLY FOR HIS LITTLE BROTHER. NYEH HEH HEH!"

Tonight, they would drink together and hang out.... as brothers.

[the-greatest-friend]

Setting it Straight

[12:18 PM] GRETA: [ Greta opens the front door slowly, peeking into the house he hadn't been in in a week. The mess he sees upon entering shocks him... Some of it has been righted, but the broken plates and everything else was still there. A part of him just wants to turn and high tail it back to Terrible, but he knows he doesn't have that option. He can't run away. Closing the door behind him, he reaches for the broom and dust pan and starts working on clearing it up. ] [12:19 PM] *laziest.: * oh, you're back.

[12:20 PM] GRETA: [ Greta JUMPS, having not seen when his brother arrived, although he should be used to it by now. It was more the tenseness than anything else, he decided. He snaps up straight, like he were standing at attention. ]

Y-YES. HELLO, SANS. HOW ARE YOU FEELING? [12:21 PM] *laziest.: [ a little blink, and sans chuckles, shaking his head. ]

* why are you asking me? i'm the one that freaked you out yesterday. besides, you were the one who was kinda dead for a week. [12:21 PM] GRETA: [ Papyrus frowned, rubbing his sternum. ]

I WASN'T... DEAD. [12:21 PM] *laziest.: * that's why i added the kinda. [12:23 PM] GRETA: [ A bit of a wince, Papyrus clutches the broom. ] [12:23 PM] GRETA: ............... I'M SORRY, OKAY? [12:24 PM] GRETA: IT WASN'T LIKE I WANTED TO DIE. [12:24 PM] *laziest.: [ sans raised his brow, looking up at his brother. ] * really. * you knew it would happen. [12:24 PM] GRETA: BUT I DIDN'T GO THERE TO DIE. I WENT THERE TO HELP LETRASET! THE WHY IS DIFFERENT! [12:24 PM] *laziest.: * the outcome's the same. [12:25 PM] GRETA: NO!! [12:25 PM] *laziest.: * yea. [12:25 PM] GRETA: [ sjdfhksdjfhJHSKDHF Greta STOMPS his foot, huffing. ] [12:25 PM] GRETA: IT'S! NOT! THE SAME! [12:26 PM] GRETA: WHY WOULD I RUSH OFF TO DIE JUST TO DIE?! I LOVE!! LIFE! I LOVE EVERYTHING ABOUT BEING ALIVE! I LOVE MY FRIENDS AND I LOVE YOU AND I LOVE LETRASET AND MY CHILDREN!!! I LOVE THIS TIMELINE, THE SKY, THE STARS... HELL, EVEN WHEN WE LIVED UNDERGROUND, I LOVED EVERYTHING ABOUT IT!!! [12:26 PM] *laziest.: * except hotland. [12:27 PM] GRETA: [ Papyrus can't help but grin, just a little. ] THAT GOES WITHOUT SAYING, BUT I STILL WOULDN'T GO TO DIE JUST BECAUSE I HAD TO GO TO HOTLAND! [12:28 PM] *laziest.: * so what then. * you love so much about living, but you still.... [ sans sighs, rubbing his skull. ] [12:28 PM] *laziest.: * do you get what i'm saying here, bro? [12:28 PM] *laziest.: * most people don't just. throw their life away like you do at the drop of a hat. you don't see why i'm worried? [12:29 PM] GRETA: [ Papyrus held onto the broom a bit more tightly. ] I'M... I'M NOT THROWING MY LIFE AWAY AT THE DROP OF A-- [12:29 PM] *laziest.: * you didn't even TELL ME and you KNEW it was going to happen! [12:30 PM] *laziest.: * if you'd come to me, i could have... i don't know. trashbag here could have done something to persuade you. [12:30 PM] *laziest.: * but you just... why?? what was the point? * what if you actually HAD died? * what then? [12:30 PM] GRETA: [ Another wince, and Papyrus lowers his gaze. ] ... [12:31 PM] *laziest.: * not only would you be gone, but everyone would be lost without you. your kids, your hubby, your family, your friends. [12:31 PM] *laziest.: * all because you thought your body made a better shield than an actual one. [12:31 PM] GRETA: ......... I .  ..I... I DIDN'T WANT HIM TO BE ALONE. [12:31 PM] GRETA: HE'S ALWAYS ALONE... THROUGH THAT KIND OF THING. [12:32 PM] *laziest.: * that's his choice. absorbing souls doesn't make you the most popular, usually. [12:32 PM] GRETA: HE DIDN'T CHOOSE TO BE ALONE! [12:33 PM] *laziest.: * the outcome's the same. [12:33 PM] GRETA: [ Papyrus frowns again, and goes to sit against the overturned couch, dropping the broom and hugging his knees. ] [12:33 PM] GRETA: I KNOW YOU DON'T LIKE HIM, BUT YOU COULDN'T UNDERSTAND, SANS. YOU WEREN'T THERE THROUGH EVERYTHING... [12:33 PM] *laziest.: * i'm not trying to understand him. [12:34 PM] *laziest.: * i'm trying to understand you. [12:34 PM] *laziest.: * you know, even frisk... our frisk, i mean. when they traveled through the underground, they didn't fight back, but they also didn't let themselves die. [12:36 PM] *laziest.: * this martyrdom you've landed yourself in is garbage. * it's worse than doing nothing. [12:36 PM] GRETA: [ Papyrus winces.... and looks up at his brother. ] [12:36 PM] GRETA: ...I'M... I'M SORRY. [12:37 PM] GRETA: I DIDN'T... THINK. [12:37 PM] GRETA: I JUST........ [12:37 PM] *laziest.: [ sans sighs, and sits next to Papyrus against the couch. ] * i get it. [12:37 PM] *laziest.: * in ways you can't imagine, i get it. [12:37 PM] *laziest.: * but. [12:38 PM] *laziest.: * you're way more important than you make yourself seem, bro. * and the world is a worse place without you. [12:38 PM] *laziest.: * don't think there'd be a blue sky if you were gone. [12:38 PM] GRETA: [ Oh. Papyrus rubs his sockets on his gloves, sniffling a bit. He turns his head away. ] [12:38 PM] *laziest.: * ... hey, are you crying over there? [12:39 PM] GRETA: NO. [12:39 PM] *laziest.: * heh heh. [12:39 PM] GRETA: [ He's quiet a moment longer... and then. ] [12:39 PM] GRETA: ... SANS... [12:39 PM] *laziest.: * yeah bro? [12:39 PM] GRETA: I PROMISE I WON'T THROW MY LIFE AWAY ANYMORE. [12:40 PM] GRETA: NOT IF THERE ARE OTHER OPTIONS. [12:40 PM] GRETA: .... BECAUSE I CAN SEE IT WON'T HELP ANYONE IF I'M DEAD. [12:41 PM] *laziest.: [ sans inhales... and exhales slowly, closing his eyes. ] [12:41 PM] *laziest.: * thanks, pap. [12:42 PM] *laziest.: * also, i like your fruit loop. [12:42 PM] GRETA: [ , ] [12:42 PM] GRETA: MY WHAT? [12:42 PM] *laziest.: [ sans points up at the halo, doing a dumb little laugh. ] * that. [12:42 PM] GRETA: [ GOOGLY. ] IT IS NOT A FRUIT LOOP!! ACTUALLY, I'M NOT ENTIRELY SURE WHAT IT IS, BUT IT'S DEFINITELY NOT A FRUIT LOOP!! [12:44 PM] *laziest.: * right right [12:44 PM] *laziest.: * a fruity-O [12:44 PM] GRETA: NO [12:44 PM] *laziest.: * fruit hoop [12:45 PM] GRETA: SANS!!! STOP COMPARING MY HALO TO YOUR WEIRD OFF-BRAND CEREALS!!!!!!!

[the-greatest-friend]

Happy Birthday, guys.

((And Happy Almost Birthday, Hebby.))

AAAAAAAA!!!!!!! WOWIE!!!!!! THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!!! THIS IS WONDERFUL!!!!!!!!!!!!

[the-greatest-friend]

The greatest accident,

[the-greatest-friend]

[ * The night was a huge success. ]

[ * And Sans couldn’t be prouder of his brother. ]

[the-greatest-friend]

Home again.

Papyrus entered into the old house, having not lived in it for at least a month... maybe more. He'd honestly lost track of time at this point.

Everything seemed the same, except the inside was a lot dirtier. Sans had obviously tried to keep up the housework, but he'd given up on more than one occasion. The kitchen was a mess, but it looked like there had been some help. Toriel, probably. Or Frisk.

Guilt was welling up inside of the tall skeleton, realizing just how much Sans needed him... and how he'd failed to be there for his brother, when he'd promised so many times that he would. He'd run away... Given up. And he was ashamed.

"Hey, Pap." A voice from the stairs caught Papyrus' attention, and he turned quickly to see his brother standing there, looking exhausted... More than usual, even. There were huge bags under his sockets, like he'd not been sleeping at all, and he even looked kind of weak.

"... Sans?" Papyrus uttered, putting down his suitcase and stepping forward, almost hesitantly, like it wasn't his place to do so in the first place. Sans looked... so miserable, so awful... and Papyrus felt horrible for never having noticed it. Of course, he hadn't been here, and he'd left the house in such a horrible way, too.

He could feel the tears coming, and began to wipe at his face... slowly covering it with both hands. Sans blinked and gave a weak smile.

"Hey... Hey, don't cry, Pap. Come on, I'm glad to see you." Sans waved a hand, coming down the stairs properly and walking over to his brother, reaching up to pat Papyrus' on the stomach. "Come on. Is that any way to greet your bro? Heh heh. No need to cry about me, I'm not that pathetic."

Papyrus let out a WAIL and suddenly sat down and hugged his brother tight as he could, holding him and sobbing against his coat, "I'M SS-SORRY SANS!!! I'M S-SO SORRY, I SAID SUCH HORRIBLE THINGS TO YOU AND AND I LEFT YOU ALONE AND I PROMISED I WOULD NEVER LEAVE YOU LIKE THAT I'M SO SORRY!!!"

Sans blinked hard and smiled, still weakly, but he started to get a little teary eyed himself. He hugged Papyrus right back, petting his skull. "Hey... Hey... I know. It's okay. I forgive you, buddy. Just... gimme more time to prepare before you head like that, okay? Everyone here keeps asking about you... and I'm running out of excuses. Heh... Toriel's still looking for a helper for Undyne's classes, if you're interested."

Another deep breath, and even louder sobbing. Papyrus couldn't believe how lucky he was to have such a good timeline... And he squeezed his brother harder, "TH-THANK YOU SANS... I'M NOT GOING TO WASTE THIS... I PROMISE...!!!"

"Easy, Pap. You're gonna crush me with your rippling biceps."

"...I'm real glad you're home."

[whatislv]

📝 thelaziestbro

Send me 📝 and my muse will reveal their thoughts about your muse.

Their first impression: {{ *finger guns and suddenly sunglasses* "ayyy."another "SAME HAT..." sort of alt, to a certain degree. he acknowledged laziest as gretas bro pretty much immediately, and that "another branch of the family" feeling followed suit. other than that, he didnt really feel strongly about much! so many alts... so many to consider. }}

Their current impression: {{ "dude's seen some shit. he knows what's up, trust me."laziest is pretty interesting, that's for sure. the decisions he makes, the actions he takes, and the nigh unrelenting support he still has for his brother despite disagreeing with the guy... laziest has a lot of his shit together.lv really respects him. if he werent so bad about talking about things that bothered him (especially to an alternate, holy shit), he'd probably actually talk about things with laziest instead of just letting the guy read his vent posts and take what he can from them. }}

What they like most about your muse: {{ strong character. he knows what he's about and makes his decisions based on what he thinks is best as a whole instead of just on what he wants. it takes a lot to do that, and even more to admit youre wrong when you screw up. (not that laziest has done anything to warrant that, but lv doesnt have a doubt in his mind laziest would in a heartbeat.)also, obviously, he thinks laziest is absolutely hilarious.hes a good person. lv kind of wishes he was so ready to make decisions so readily and surely. }}

What they dislike most about your muse: {{ nothing overly! maybe he puts up with a little more than he should, but show lv an alternate that wouldnt just rather kinda... let it roll off without incident. big deals are exhausting.laziest is also pretty obviously depressed, and its not so much something lv dislikes as it is something he wishes he knew how to help.laziest has lended a hand out several times... lv doesnt know how to pay that back. }}

What your muse is for them (friend, lover, rival, etc): {{ fffriend? they don't exactly talk every day, but also it's not like everyone and their mom earns access to lv's vent. goddamn. }}

A general opinion of their relationship: {{ im never gonna forget that time you said theyre probably kinda bein gay somewhere off in another timeline, oh my god. }}

If applicable, something they wish to reveal: {{ laziest is the second person ive done this meme for that lv would absolutely punch someone for if laziest asked him to, fun fact. }}

[the-greatest-friend]

Sans and Papyrus have... an argument.

"SPACE???" Sans exclaimed, grabbing his own skull. "What are you THINKING, Pap? That's! Way too freaking far! You can't be serious!"

"I don't care. I don't care what I'm thinking." Papyrus replied, stomping around the house and packing items he deemed necessary. At the moment, a ladle seemed important. "In fact, I've been spending too much time thinking, and I need to get out!"

"But, Pap, this isn't like. Going to another country. You're LEAVING the PLANET. Like... I thought you were joking at first. Are you even listening to me?" He persisted, actually moving to stand in front of him, trying to catch his attention.

Papyrus walked right past his brother, shoving more things into his little suitcase. Sans winced.

"Pap!"

"I've already made up my mind, Sans. This is what I want. I'm going to go up there and I'm going to get away from all this." Papyrus replied, with a huff. He looked so tired...

"... Pap, I know you're exhausted, I know you're hurting... Okay? I know? As someone who's... who's been through a hell of a lot of resets, who's seen people we're really close to forget everything... Running away isn't the answer. You just... You gotta get through it. It'll hurt, but it'll pass. You just gotta try again, repair what was lost." Sans stood in front of him again, using one of his shortcuts.

Papyrus stopped, staring down at him, his arms now folded. He looked incredibly sassy like this. "TRY AGAIN? WHY. WHY SHOULD I HAVE TO. I TRIED THE FIRST TIME, EVERYTHING WAS FINE. ARE YOU REALLY EXPECTING ME TO REDO THE LAST YEAR OF MY LIFE TO BRING THIS NEW PERSON UP TO SPEED? I CAN'T DO THAT. NOT ONLY WOULD THAT BREAK ME, IT WOULD BE UNFAIR TO MOULD THIS PERSON INTO LETRASET. I'M NOT GOING TO DO THAT. HE DESERVES TO LIVE AS WHOEVER HE WANTS, NOT BE FORCED TO BECOME SOMEONE HE NEVER KNEW."

"He's still Tetris! He's still the same guy!"

"NO HE ISN'T. DON'T SAY THAT. SAYING THAT IS INCREDIBLY RUDE, SANS. HE'S NOT THE SAME. HE COULDN'T BE.. THE SAME."

Sans winced, reaching an arm up to touch Pap's, "Hey... I know it's tough but. Please, just trust me, Pap, if you... If you just give it a chance, things will be back on track before you know it!"

Papyrus glared at his brother and slapped away his hand, "LETRASET IS DEAD, SANS!! HE'S DEAD. MY FIANCE IS DEAD. AND NO MATTER HOW MUCH WISHING OR MOULDING I DO, HE WILL STAY THAT WAY. AND IT HURTS. IT HURTS TOO MUCH. I'M... I ALWAYS TRY TO BE THE STRONG ONE, BUT I CAN'T THIS TIME. I CAN'T DO IT. I DON'T HAVE WHAT IT TAKES, IT HURTS SO MUCH I JUST WANT TO GET AWAY FOR A WHILE. AND THIS IS WHAT I HAVE DECIDED TO DO. LITERALLY SEE SOMETHING SO FANTASTIC AND AMAZING THAT I DON'T HAVE TIME TO SUFFER IN HEARTACHE!"

This was a troubling thought... The idea that every reset meant the previous version was dead. Sans wouldn't allow it, knowing that Papyrus had actions and thoughts similar to his previous loads, even if he couldn't remember them personally. He shook his head again.

"He's! Not dead, he's right there, you! Can't give up on him, Pap! You can't give up on all of this, what am I supposed to tell everyone? Oh, Pap? Yeah, he went to FREAKING SPACE. What about your job!? You're gonna lose it if you leave for months!!" Sans pleaded, grabbing his coat and fidgeting with it.

This seemed to be the tipping point. Papyrus stomped his foot, jaw splitting as he pointed at his brother, hood bones raising up.

"WHAT DO YOU CARE IF I GIVE UP ON HIM OR NOT? YOU DON'T EVEN LIKE LETRASET!!! AND!!! I'M SORRY THAT I HAVEN'T BEEN THROUGH AS MANY RESETS, I'M SORRY!! THAT I DON'T REMEMBER!!! I'M SORRY THAT I HAVEN'T BEEN THROUGH SO MANY RESETS TO DO NOTHING WHEN THEY HAPPEN AND LEARN TO NOT GIVE A DAMN."  That was cold. Papyrus knew it. And he just continued, "AS FOR WHAT TO TELL EVERYONE, I DON'T KNOW, YOU'RE GOOD AT COMING UP WITH EXCUSES, AREN'T YOU?" Ouch. Even Papyrus winced at that, pulling back. He was in so much pain, he was starting to blow up at people he loved. He had to go.

Sans stared up at him, sockets hollow. There was that usual grin again, looking even more empty than before.

"... That's right. I don't do anything. After every reset, no matter what ending, I never did anything, huh. Well, King of the Great Escape, I guess I'll just stay here... doing nothing? Huh? And... I'll let everyone know. You're... on vacation. Okay? How's that."

Papyrus' jaw clicked, and he bit his finger, before kneeling down in front of his brother, "SANS, I'M.... I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that."

"No, I get it. You're an adult. You can make big boy decisions. You can fuck off to space, it's fine. Go ahead. Take pics, I heard the milky way is BEAUTIFUL this time of year." Sans smirked, walking to the other side of the room, heading for the door.

"...SANS..." Papyrus called, watching him.

The smaller skeleton stopped, briefly... Before he headed out.