Papyrus stood in the kitchen, making some dinner, which was oddly something besides lasagna. He grabbed some beans, some tortillas, and some peppers as he fired up the pan to fluff the tortillas. He grasped a pot, placed the beans in, chopped up the peppers, throwing them in as well, and put the pot on the flame. Sans smelled the tortillas and thought to himself, "Is that... Tortillas? Why the sudden change? Eh, oh well..." He slid out of bed with a "pop" from his joints and walked down the stairs, figuring Papyrus wouldn't mind him being naked since he was his 'dessert'.

" Heya, Boss... What cookin'?" Papyrus turned to answer when he dropped the spoon he was using to mix around the beans, ".... U-um... Sans... Really?" He began to nosebleed as he went to grab another spoon. "S-Seems someone's eager to get 'eaten', yes?" Sans blushed and played along, "Mmmmmaaaaaaybe?" He said in a playful tone. Papyrus chuckled, a hint of arousal heightened, "I see..... Hmmmm... Come here..." Sans slowly stepped over and grinned against Papyrus' hip bone, earning a 'yipe', him giggling as a sign of satisfaction. "Oooh, you little shit... You're just asking for it now. No time for dinner, I say?" Sans licked his lips, "Well, how much... Do you want dessert? Hmm?" He leaned over and Papyrus nearly fainted from excitement, "You fucking bastard! Now you're gonna get it!" He grinned and chased Sans untill he pinned him to the floor, "Punishment tiiime..." Sans sarcastically played along, "Oooh noooes, not the punishment! Ahhhhhhgh!!!" Papyrus and Sans wrestled around, occasionally pleasuring each other with teases. "Mmmmm... I think I-I'm ready a-again... Boss"

Papyrus panted from the wrestle and smiled, "Mmmmmm.... You sure? I think... I could do... With dessert first..." Sans hitched a little before being pinned to the floor. Papyrus hungrily chuckled as he pressed his firm broad chest against Sans' small cracked one. "P-Pap.... T-that hurts.... S-stop please..." Tears rolled from Sans' face as Papyrus shot up, shocked. "Are... You o-!!!!!!!!!! Sans?! What.... Happened to your chest?! More importantly, your soul?!" Sans scooted away and held his chest, "N-nothing..." Papyrus leaned forward, "I don't believe you." Sans shivered a little as he tried to think of an excuse *I'm dead*, he thought to himself. He looked away only to have his face pulled back in front of Papyrus, "Truth, now..."

Sans flinched from his brother's harsh demand as he straightened up. He took a deep breath, looked into his brother's eye, and spoke, "I-It was just an accident. I was on my way home a few d-days ago and slipped on some i-ice... Promise..." Papyrus narrowed his eyebrows, "Saans.... I'm giving you untill 3... Tell me the truth... Or else..." Sans thought to himself for a sec, *shit... I'm dead...* He lowered his head and felt tears fall. "P-Paps... I've been.... H-hurting myself.... For the past two weeks... I-I'm s-sorry..." He lowered his head, his brother petrified.

"Sans..... You... You could have... K-killed yourself... Why?!" Sans clenched his eye sockets shut. "I... I've been p-punishing mys-self for you..." He hiccuped, "S-Since I fig-gured I was such a.... A FUCKING BURDEN!!!" Papyrus pulled Sans to him and hugged him, not caring that the small weak form in his grasp trying to escape. "S-Sshhhhhhh..." He patted Sans' head, trying to calm him down. His eye flared up as he gripped Sans' back. "You're not a burden, Sans... You're my brother... My god damn lover at that... Why would you ever be a burden?" He knelt in front of Sans, wiping his tears away. Sans looked up once more, his eyes a different shade of red and leaned forward. He clanked his head with Papyrus, tears rolling, and hugged him. Then.... Everything went black...