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From the way Sans spoke, it seemed as if he was also an older sibling. In fact, he also had a younger brother. You could tell that he adored his younger brother as much as you adored yours. Who was, by the way, grumbling from all the praise you were giving him. And all the insults. And the puns.
"-and so he fell off dad's head. Amanaki can be such an idiot," You were laughing. So was Sans. Amanaki was grumbling still. When you turned to look at him, he was a mess. Grumbling, embarrassed, blushing all of that. But the state of him just made you laugh harder.
"ahh hah heh, kid you're a riot. this was nice and all, but uh, we gotta go. the reason i came in here was so i could pick ya up. my bro and the others are picking up the other mages,"
In the near distance, you could hear Papyrus screaming happily. It made you grin a little harder.
"Okie doookieee. You alright Manny?"
"Dear god, save me from my sister's horrible puns and pranks, I pray that you can hear me, and so I will not go insane." You grinned.
"Aman" Amanaki started crying.
"WHY DO YOU DO THIS? WHY MUST YOU PLAGUE MY LIFE WITH PUNS?"
"heh kid you sound like paps, this is so humerous"
"Guess you could say that he tickled your funny bone"
"it was a real rib-tickler"
"You're patellin' me!"
"tibia honest, i didn't think i'd ever find someone as punny as you"
"I used to get upset about Manny not liking puns. I told myself to grow a backbone and take the punishment."
"i'm quite the lazybones, or at least that's what my bro keeps tellin' me"
"I-
"Stop. Just. N-no. Kill me if you carry on." You cackled, and shoved him, making him stumble away.
"No need to stumble over your words, you can trust us." Amanaki just groaned, and then mumbled something about going home.
Which then made you realise that you could be going anytime now. You blushed, turned to Sans and- there you go again. Your head bumped the ceiling and you sighed, and felt a little resigned.
"You know what they say about flyers- they've always got their heads in the clouds"
"i've always thought that pilots were airheads, wouldn't you agree?"
"I think that one flew over Manny's head"
"i just think he's trying not to swoop to your level" Manny's hands flew up in surrender (heheheh), and walked off, probably to pack his stuff. Not that he had that much. Sans chuckled and used his magic to get you down again. Or at least he would have, if it didn't fail.
"Yeeeaaaah... that won't work. Mage and Monster magic don't mix together when mage magic is at play. You have to physically drag me to the floor, or get Manny back in here. Because the likely-hood of you getting stuck up here with me is very high. Yes, this is a recurring thing that has kept happening my whole life. Yes, it sucks, and yes, only another mage can get me down."
"uh, ok." He walked off. You heard Amanaki say something like 'did you come over here to plague me with puns because if so, I beg of you to leave me alone.' Then Sans said something along the lines of 'as fun as that would be kid, i'm not actually over here to do that. your sister is stuck on the ceiling. help?' And then you knew that he would mumble something about you deserving it, which led to Sans' deep giggling (yes, he giggled) through the hall while you just sorta bounced around on the ceiling. When your brother came back in here, you saw him sigh whilst you just grinned down at him sheepishly.
"You really need to learn how to keep control of your magic,"
"And you really need to find another way to unlock the true potential of your magic so I don't have to save your ass every time you get in a fight,"
"Touche," He brushed his brown locks out of his eyes, and turned to you, summoning his soul magic and poking yours, while you just sorta... floated there and sat through the uncomfortable feeling of someone poking your soul magic with their own. Sans just stood back and watched with interest. Soon, he had dislodged the hold your magic had on you, and you fell back to the floor. What you didn't expect though, was for Sans to catch you.
"falling for me already?"
"I was simply testing your reaction time." From your position in his arms, you could see the periodic table of elements in your room, which absolutely no one had any idea why it was there.
"i see the element of these puns,"
"I check his periodically"
"i-"
"Can we go home yet? Please? I would rather you ruin my life with puns at home rather than me dying slowly of horror here." You smirked, and instead of being put down, Sans simply walked over to Manny and held onto his arm, whilst cradling you like a baby with one arm. You were blushing so hard that it had travelled down your neck. Manny the little shit was laughing at your state. Sans feigned ignorance.
"you ready to get outta here?"
"I'm ready to get the fuck out of here."
And suddenly it felt like you were falling. You gripped Sans' jacket so hard that you were sure it would rip, but right now you were shitting yourself, so that was fine. You were very thankful of your position in his arms, and did not envy Amanaki at all. The trip was about three seconds, and both you and Manny had a slightly terrified look on your faces. Sans let go of Manny, but he didn't let go of you yet. Probably because you were holding onto him for dear life, muttering death threats. Yet, because you are stupid and impulsive, you decided you wanted to go back because he couldn't teleport everyone as that was there to their homes. No, they needed to break them out. And you were a willing participant. You explained this to them, told your little brother what you wanted him to do, to which both boys just shrugged and got on with their lives. You made Sans wait while you changed from your ripped clothes- after abusing your power your clothes had been shredded.
When you returned, Sans was still waiting for you. Surprising really. You would have thought that he would have gone back to the others. Manny was staring at you as if you were insane. Which, if you were brutally honest, you probably were. You grabbed Sans' arm and nodded gravely. Manny just stood there and facepalmed, you were so over dramatic.
"You are so over dramatic,"
"It was a traumatising experience! You can't blame me for being like this," you insisted.
"Yes I can, and yes I will." You just grunted, to which Sans just snickered to. You blipped back to the prison-like place, took a moment to get used to the horrid feeling of being flung through reality, then suddenly be placed down at another location. When you recovered, you nodded your head at him and the two of you fell silent as you walked throughout the hallways and corridors. You led the way, simply because you knew this place like the back of your hand. You inclined your head at a row of heavy metal doors- they all contained mages. You watched as Sans started decimating the doors, freeing the prisoners, and sending them home. You didn't hang round for long though.
You rushed down the hall, trying to find the familiar locked up chamber. White walls, white floor, grey doors. The smell of anti-bacterial was fading the closer you got to them. It was replaced with a stranger smell. Chocolate. How, you didn't know, but whenever you came down these halls, the smell lingering in the air just reminded you of chocolate. Not that you were complaining though. You slowed to a halt in front of a door, just like all the others. You knocked, thunk, thunk thunk, thunk thunk thunk, thunk. You heard shuffling, and the small door opening, with a raised eyebrow from the other side.
"Hello Chara, ready to tear this place down?"
You had never seen the child smile so god damn hard.