#true-blue-sentry

Oh, god, they hadn’t seem him either. If there was ever a time to let lose some of the worse words he knew, it would have to be right now. But he composed himself. Surely…surely the call! Why hadn’t he thought to call?

Perhaps because Paps was always around. Everyone could always tell you where he was, because when he walked by, you generally remembered for one reason or other.

But now Papyrus was missing. No one in Snowdin had seen him. Undyne hadn’t seen him. And he himself certainly hadn’t.

But then he didn’t pick up, and panic squeezed at him. He’d even talked to Alphys, but she said she hadn’t seen him on the cameras.

“ heh…looks…looks like he gave us the split, huh? ” He said, attempting for some cheer. “ m-maybe he’s out in…in waterfall? signal can be spotty there… ”

Oh man, Sans was panicking too, they could see him tensing up and hear him begin to stutter. They had a bad feeling that he wasn’t around Waterfall, but if he was, there were a few really good hiding places around the sparkling caves that they knew of. They’d explored those tunnels so many times, Petals knew the place by heart now.

Another idea came to mind though, even though their phone idea hadn’t worked out. ‘What if we asked Alphys to track where his phone is? Even if he doesn’t have it, if we find it we might get a clue about where he last was.’

Alphys could do anything with a phone, she’d made it so Petals’ phone could be a jetpack of all things! Surely tracking a phone signal would be a breeze for her, and if they found something, it’d give them a better idea of where to look.

      ֎He couldn't breath, sockets wide as he stared at the error. He couldn't be real. He saw him die. A quiet whimper came from his throat, tears building him his eyesockets. “Ya... ya can't be real... I saw ya die...” He whimpered, his tail curling around his chest– a painfully familiar sign that Zero would know from whenever Flower was scared.

      ֎“Why... why can't I jus' grieve in peace...” He'd had so many nightmares of Zero after he died... it was hard to believe that this wasn't one of them. He raised his hands to his face, trying to curl into a ball. “I don' wanna remember... p-please... I don' wanna remember h-how many times I fucked up.”

He puts a hand on the other’s shoulder to steady his ground. “hey, steady there, buddy.” he whispered as his tail flicked out of worry and he goes over beside him.

The human is a little disappointed at not hearing any laughter come out from their puns, but it’s quick to see that something might be wrong. Usually a pun was a good way to get a good chuckle out of a Sans and possibly a joke thrown back at you, but...

Worried they finger sign to him a quick question.

* You okay?

   Coming back from the cinema with, she found that same skeleton from earlier. Her pops was probably out, too, finally having a social life and she couldn’t be more proud of him. But going back to the situation, the poor fella looked somewhat stressed at being here.

   Trying to add a little of humor to the situation, she did her typical gesture: double pistols with her hands.

   “Dont’cha worry my skele-friend. We will figure out how to get’cha home.” A smile curving her lips as she made her way past him to take the keys from her pockets and unlocking the door for both. “Let’s talk inside, though. Joseph might throw questions at me if he sees a skeleton.” Amanda was one hundred percent sure of that.

They can’t see very well; the flowers have gotten to the point they can only see small fractions of light between the petals. Their hearing seems to have improved, however, and they’re thankful for such small blessings. 

A small rustle in the grass is all that it takes to catch their attention,                                ❛ ...Hello? ❜ they question,  ❛ Is anyone there? ❜