Chapter Thirty-Three:

Carrying On

Everyone stared dumbfounded at Lolita.

"Fonts are pretty powerful aren't they?" askedAsgore laughing awkwardly.

Papyrus let out a breath he hadn't known he'd been holding.

It DID work!

"What the hell just happened? Did that zombie just turn the freaking barrier into a bracelet?!"

"Shut up you idiot!" whispered Bloodthirsty to Undyne harshly. "You want to set that crazy bitch off again?"

"I don't know what's going on! I don't even know how I'm here!"

Frisk took Undyne aside and began to explain Fonts to her along with everything that had happened since they appeared in the timeline. Her eyes grew wide with wonder at first, but then they began to glaze over as the stream of information became too much. "Ugh, okay. I get it. It's nerd crap."

"Where's Pappy going?"

Papyrus looked at Broken Baby. "I'm going outside for awhile."

The baby bones began to crawl towards Papyrus. "The baby would like to go outside..."

Bending down and petting the baby's head, Papyrus smiled. "While I appreciate your attempt to keep me company, I would very much like to be alone for the moment."

Broken Baby whined as Papyrus turned to leave.

You know Sans could just be asleep...

Chara?

Chara floated near Frisk legs crossed, leaning backward with their hands behind their head and their eyes closed. They opened one eye lazily.

Comic Sans has a habit of sleeping for at least seventeen hours a day, I read about it on the internet a long time ago. He could just be sleeping...like the lazy ass he is.

Frisk turned to see Papyrus leave through the doorway.

I hope so.

Breathing a sigh of relief, Papyrus headed outside to see the sun for the first time. He knew there was going to be yelling and he didn't want to be there when someone said something stupid and set off Lolita again.

He found himself at the top of the Mt. Ebott overlooking a forest and what looked like a castle way off in the distance. The wind felt nice against his bones.

It's over. It's finally done. We're free.

What's left of us anyway...

The sun was beginning to set. The pinks and yellows contrasted beautifully against the bright blue sky and made it seem like he was staring at the world's largest painting. It pained him to think if he had just kept his mouth shut, Sans might've been able to see it too. Papyrus sat down and looked up at the sky watching a flock of birds fly by.

"The stars will be out soon...you wanted to see them didn't you?"

His brother didn't respond. He lay in Papyrus's arms motionless.

"I don't know what to do next, Brother. The only idea I have is to keep killing Humans discreetly and instill them with magic...hope that a Font who can dig up Horror safely appears..."

"..."

"To be honest, the prospect of saving the world doesn't excite me. It's funny...I worked so hard to get here with you, but all I want is to perish. I've no desire whatsoever to explore this place."

"..."

"Pretty hypocritical aren't I? I once told you, that wanting to die simply because you've lost the one you love most, was sick. I guess I didn't realize how painful it was. Nyeh heh heh..."

A strong wind blew by, making the flaps of Sans' hoodie flutter slightly.

"You should know I have no intention of giving up Brother. I'll find a Font that can help you, even if you turn to dust in my arms I'll find a Font that'll bring you back to me."

CLACK!

"I'll do whatever it takes, till my last breath I'll fight for you...and when you wake up, I'll treat you with the respect I should have in the beginning."

Papyrus got up from the ground and smiled down at his brother. "Ready to go?"

Sans said nothing.

As Papyrus headed down the mountain he looked up one last time at Mt. Ebott, his home.

He was leaving a lot behind and he knew once he left he might never be able to return. Killing humans would be difficult while watching over his brother and staying out of sight. He didn't even know how advanced human civilization was. He may even be attacked as soon as he reached a village.

The Great Papyrus is brave.

Taking a deep breath he continued down.

He didn't know what the future held for he and his brother, but he'd do everything in his power to ensure it was bright. A true hero did everything in their power to protect the ones they held dear. Regardless of what he wanted or how he felt, he'd make sure the people he loved were safe.

Safe AND happy.

I can do this...

I can protect him...

I can make him happy...

I CAN.

I believe in me.