"I will rid you of your problems My Lord. If you so deem that I am the cause of your pain, I will rid myself also."

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   Sans hadn't thought he was serious that day. He knew now, that his brother had not been joking. He knew now, with teary sockets, that Papyrus, his loyal dog, his Mutt, would take his life if Sans decided he was the issue.

   "P-Papyrus please don't.... D-Dont dust on me! Please Papyrus I can't loose you!"

   And he watched as his brother chuckled, splotches of rust colored magic and streams of deep pink bone marrow beginning to cover his pointed teeth.

   "It is alright my Lord... I... Your going to be free of your problems...now... Aren't you happy...?"

   Sans let out desperate sobs as he crumpled his head down against his brothers shattered ribs. How could he talk at a time like this? How could he have done this without him hearing in their bathroom?

   "Don't leave me Papyrus... I can't... I'm so sorry for all the abuse I put you thr-through... B-but.... This is an order Mutt! S-stay ali-alive for me! I wo-wont be ha-happy wi-without you..."

   Papyrus had let out a strangled whine. He put a hand up to his brothers cheek, desperately whimpering and body shaking at every slightest move.

  "Both o-of us know that I-I can't c-complete t-that request M-My Lo-Lord... It's t-too late... I m-made my choice... I... I-I apologize..."

   Sans was getting desperate now. His brothers voice was softening so quickly. He let out shaky gasps and gulps of horror. He slammed a hand down onto the blue and orange checkered tiles. His brother slowly spoke up once more.

  "I... I-It h-hur-hurts m-my l-lo-lord... P-Please... M-make i-it stop... I-I re-rea-really a-am wea-weak..."

   Sans shaky shifted his hand through his brothers rapidly dusting ribcage. He gripped the rust colored soul, pulling it out to get once last look at it. He gave it a small, hesitant kiss, shard and dust sticking to his teeth. His mind darkened, trying it's best to block out the guilt and hesitation for his task. Even he knew his brother wouldn't make it from this.

   "I... I love you Papyrus.... I-I re-really re-really do..."

   "I love you too... Sans... I-I... Please do-"

   The sound of a soul shattering and his brothers body crumbling to the pasty grey colored dust entered Sans mind. He gave one last sob, before full on screaming in grief. He couldn't make the promise of lack of death his brother wanted him to do. He wouldn't accept it.

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   No, Sans hadn't known, but he did now as he stood over his brothers grave. He turned, slowly leaning against the stone before taking out a cigarette. Blue Camel, Papyruses favorite. He lit the cancer stick, taking in a deep breath of it before placing it on the hard hedge that he was pressed against.

   "See you soon brother."

   And with that, a bone slipped quickly from the ground, and a desperate soul shattered that day, just to be with his most loyal Mutt.