The first job in her mind was uniting the brothers. She grabbed Sans's hand and ran him back towards Waterfall. He quickly started huffing and puffing.

"Hey, I dunno anything about your Sans but I don't run," he stopped, "come on. I know a shortcut." He started walking towards a wall. Frisk was giggling at him. "What?" he growled

"My Sans always says that and he doesn't like running either."

She walked towards the wall with Sans. She blinked and when she opened her eyes she was outside the brothers house again. The windows had boards over the areas that were broken in the fight and Papyrus was on top of the roof mumbling angrily with nails between his teeth and a hammer in his hand, mending and replacing the shingles.

"So what's your plan kid?" Sans whispered.

"Well... I was thinking we could just talk it out. I'm sure he'll come around." He gave her a questionable look of obvious disbelief. "Just trust me Sans. Trust me. I'll be inside waiting."She walked inside without another word.

Sans looked up at his brother. "Hey Paps! Come down here!" He didn't know if Papyrus was ignoring him or if he actually didn't hear him so he cupped his hands around his mouth to make himself louder. "Paps! Get down here!" Still nothing.

With the snap of his fingers bones, he was up on the roof in front of his brother. Papyrus merely growled at the sudden appearance of his brother. "What do you want brother? I'm busy cleaning up the mess you made!"

"Eh don't blame me for your bad aim pal. Come on inside though. I got a surprise for ya."

Papyrus laughed, "Yeah right. I am not falling for that one again."

"This ain't a trick bro. Come on."

"Never. I'm busy doing work, unlike you!"

Sans sighed, grabbing Papyrus's hand. They were brought into the house using San's teleportation magic.

"Dammit Sans! Did I or did I not just tell you that I was busy!" he said crossing his arms.

"What can I say Paps? I enjoy spending time with ya." he growled.

Frisk cleared her throat bringing the brothers attention over to her. She was sitting on the couch looking at them with a smile on her face. She had moved two chairs into the living room facing each other just in front of the couch.

"Come and sit down, you two."

Papyrus gave her a terrible look and growled under his breath, arms still crossed. His eyes flaming from pure rage. "The human is back, Sans."

"Yeah I brought her here. Sit down."

He sat down in one of the chairs. Papyrus was suspicious but he didn't want to start another fight in the house. There was still so much work to do to repair the damages so he sat opposite his brother, in front of the human.

"If you try anything, I will personally destroy you. I will enjoy it too, human. " he said to Frisk.

"I'm not going to hurt either of you. We're here to make friends."

Papyrus laughed, "make friends? How idiotic!" He caught sight of Sans's glowing eye and settled down. "Fine! Lets 'make friends'."

"Good. Both of you look at each other. Go on, look." They looked at each other. "Now I want you too say something nice to the other."

Both laughed this time. Sans looked back over to Frisk, "I thought you had a better plan than that kid. There's nothing good we can say to each other."

"I don't buy it.' she said. "You two love each other whether you care to admit it or not. Just try please. Say something you like about your brother. Look at Papyrus and tell him something nice."

"Eh... Ok. Paps I..." he scratched the back of his skull.

"Here let me help by telling you a story. In my world, you two are really close. You would do anything for each other, even if that meant splitting the fabric of reality itself. You're more than brothers, you're best friends. You two would kill for each other but never hurt each other. You two mean everything to each other. This may not be my world, but you two are still you two and you still love each other."

Sans sighed, "alright, alright. Papyrus? You're a... cool bro." Papyrus wasn't buying it. "I don' know. I guess I look up to you." Sans's eyes lowered to the floor. "You're real strong and..." Papyrus seemed to lose a little of his angry discomposure, loosening the tight folds of his arms that were still over his chest. "I guess I feel safe beside ya. I sleep a lot ya know, so I guess it's easier for me to let my guard down like that around ya. I'm no good at this mushy stuff you know, but , I'm glad you're my brother."

Frisk was beaming over them. Sans was still looking down at the floor and scratching the back of his skull. Papyrus however; was focused on his brothers face. He was in pure shock. Never had either of the brothers given or received such kind words, especially not to or from each other. Neither had even seen the other one smile for real. Sans's permanent smile was never genuine but now, it seemed like the weight had lifted and something in his eyes gave off an indication of happiness.

Papyrus placed his hand on Sans's shoulder, prompting him to look up from the floor. "Brother?" He began, "I never knew. In all honesty, I never hated you and I never wanted to harm you. I have never used my full attacks or speed. I knew you could dodge." He paused for a moment, "and I suppose I have never been fully apposed to having you as a brother. I trust you too. I enjoy having someone to protect but I know that you have my back, should anything go astray, which of course it won't as I am the GREAT PAPYRUS!"

Both brothers had tears welling up in their eye sockets and then they both burst out into uncontrollable fits of laughter. The first real happiness either had felt in their entire lives. They hugged and stood up. Papyrus, being a lot taller, lifted his brother off of the ground as they embraced.

"Oh and I always secretly enjoyed your stupid puns."

"Bro! How do I even respond to that! You are the best!" Sans laughed.

Papyrus put Sans back down and they both looked over at frisk. "Well, I suppose you're not that bad, human. You can stay here if you want. We'll take care of you."