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Fell cowered as Papyrus dragged him across the icy snow by the scruff of his hood. He tried standing, but he couldnt get his legs to work, he had been running for almost 20 minutes straight. He had almost escaped, but even if he did he would be found and dragged back home eventually.
He knew they had reached the front yard of their house when he was thrown against the side of the porch, hitting the old wood with a crack.
"WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT TRYING TO ESCAPE? YOU ARE MY PROPERTY, DO YOU UNDERTAND?" When Fell remained silent out of fear Papyrus sent his heel into San's sternum, hard, receiving a
yelp from Fell in return. " I SAID DO YOU UNDERSTAND? YOU ARE MINE, YOU ARE TO GO NOWHERE ELSE BUT HERE WITH ME. DOES YOUR IMBOCILE LITTLE BRAIN UNDERSTAND THAT?"
Fell quickly nodded, holding a hand to his chest, tears pricking the end of his eyes. "GOOD. DONT MAKE ME TEACH YOU THIS AGAIN.!" He slammed his boot down onto his hand and pushed him onto his side into the snow.
Fell screamed. Papyrus's boot had practially shattered his hand, his carpels all cracked and chipped. Fell tried to hold on, his chest was heaving violently. He curled into a ball, taken over by pain, anger, misery,- he was done. He would no longer endure the pain from his brother. He needed to stop being stupid and trying to run. His brother always got to him, and if not he could find him anywhere. Even in an alternate universe.
He force himself onto his stomach despite the pain from pressure on his chest. With a painful grunt, he pushed himself up onto his knees.
It was almost dark. He needed to get in the house or someone might attack him. After mentally preparing, he hoisted himself up onto his feet, legs wobbling uncontrollably. His breath hitched when he almost fell, holding onto the porch banister with his good hand for support.
Slowly, he made his way up he stairs and into the house. It felt cold as always, lacking any heat, light, or even evidence of anyone living there.
He looked around every corner before entering another room. After what felt like hours he reached his room. He looked to Papyrus's door when he heard it creak. He would of scrambled into his room if not paralyzed by fear.
Papyrus stared at him with disgust when he opened the door fully. He scoffed. "YOU'RE LUCKY IM NOT IN THE MOOD TONIGHT." He made it clear.
Fell felt relief. Besides from being completely against his own will, Papyrus was rough and Fell needed to heal for now. Plus he didn't have the energy to get hysterical like every other night. Fell said nothing and kept his head down until Papyrus "hmmf"-ed and returned to his room.
Fell closed his door and very carefully laid his back onto the bed. A boiling anger plagued him all night.Why did he have to be miserable? Why did he have to be part of a living hell? Why couldn't be have a normal life or loving brother like...like- like Blue!
He froze at what he had just thought. Fell stopped as he gave an evil grin to himself. He scribbled something onto a piece of paper before reading it over and going to sleep. He was injured, so he would be off work tommorow, giving him all day to further his plan.