i know they don't. it's okay, bro. wonderland cheats. it doesn't play fair.
[If it did, then, hell. Papyrus would be able to manage just about anything. He'd probably have found a way out of Wonderland by now, if that was the case. But Wonderland cheats, and it changes the rules to suit its whims. It's impossible to ever win against something like that.]
[He's a ball of tension, waiting for his words to sink in, for the bomb to fall. Papyrus turns and grips him tightly, and all Sans can think is that he doesn't deserve this. Doesn't deserve his brother. And Papyrus doesn't deserve this inevitable guilt.]
[His breath hitches and he holds on as tight as he can.]
no, don't. please don't do that. it wasn't your fault. it wasn't anyone's fault. please--bro, please don't blame yourself. it wasn't your fault. there wasn't anything you could have done. it's--it's just wonderland. it's just wonderland, papyrus.
[Shouldn't have said anything. Should have kept it secret, like he used to, and hadn't it been working just fine for them both? Just...letting Papyrus think the best. He shouldn't have to know how bad and fucked up everything is. That's supposed to just be Sans's job.]
no subject
[If it did, then, hell. Papyrus would be able to manage just about anything. He'd probably have found a way out of Wonderland by now, if that was the case. But Wonderland cheats, and it changes the rules to suit its whims. It's impossible to ever win against something like that.]
[He's a ball of tension, waiting for his words to sink in, for the bomb to fall. Papyrus turns and grips him tightly, and all Sans can think is that he doesn't deserve this. Doesn't deserve his brother. And Papyrus doesn't deserve this inevitable guilt.]
[His breath hitches and he holds on as tight as he can.]
no, don't. please don't do that. it wasn't your fault. it wasn't anyone's fault. please--bro, please don't blame yourself. it wasn't your fault. there wasn't anything you could have done. it's--it's just wonderland. it's just wonderland, papyrus.
[Shouldn't have said anything. Should have kept it secret, like he used to, and hadn't it been working just fine for them both? Just...letting Papyrus think the best. He shouldn't have to know how bad and fucked up everything is. That's supposed to just be Sans's job.]
it's okay. i'm okay now. please.