Sans?!

Sneaky Sans

I'm sure you can translate the baby in this! XD

Sans smiled as he sat on the sofa, watching as Papyrus zoomed around the room, cleaning and doing such. At least in this form, he was too weak to help, so he could be his lazy self,

"So," Sans started, still watching Papyrus, "How lang 'as it been sance I was 'urned into a baby?" He shuddered at the word 'baby'

"Only a day," Papyrus said, as he continued cleaning, "Do you know how old you are? Alphys couldn't figure out, with you being so small."

"Hmm," Sans mused out loud, "I t'ink 'bout four? Don't know, maybe five,"

"Yeah," Paps agreed, smiling as he said, "No offence, but you look tiny," (He also wanted to add 'Adorable' but couldn't face himself to hurt Sans tiny pride)

"Nan taken," Sans said, waving a small hand, "Knew I waas a teny baby already,"

Papyrus giggled at Sans grammar as he finished cleaning, "So, brother," Paps started, shuffling his feet, "What do you want to do?"

"Uhh," Sans said, "Am tired can I go ta bed?" and Papyrus nodded, understanding children and babies needed more sleep, and that Sans wasn't just being lazy, as normal.

Sans was plucked up by the great Papyrus and taken upstairs. When Sans was closer to his brother, he noticed slight bags under the skeletons eyes and decided he himself didn't need the sleep, but Paps did, so when the tall brother sat Sans on the race car bed, (Because he didn't feel Sans bed was good for a small child) the tiny skeleton grabbed the bigger brothers hand tightly,

"Sans?" The red scarfed skeleton said, confusion in his voice. Sans decided to do puppy dog eyes as he asked,

"Stay? PPlleeaassee?" He wined, snuggling into Papyrus gloves. 

Paps sighed and seemed to understand Sans wouldn't sleep unless he was there so he slipped into the red bed next to the smaller and Sans instantly latched onto him, "Sleep!" He said happily and a small grin came onto Papyrus face,

"Of course Sans,"

Sans settled down and closed his eyes, pretending to fall asleep. He heard Papyrus murmur that the baby skeleton was cute, before his breathing evened out,

"Bingo!" He whispered, crawling out of Paps arms and landing on the floor with a small, light thump.

Dusting himself off (No pun intended) he got up and stumbled to the tall skeletons door, which had been left open, and wandered into the corridor.

Sans remembered that when he woke up that morning, he hadn't been wearing his favourite hoodie and was now determined (Still, no pun intended) to find it, and try fit it back on. (Even though he clearly knew he couldn't) and started to try and walk to his room,

Sans groaned softly as he stumbled again and fell to his knees, flinching from the burning pain, he decided that even though it hurt his pride, he was gonna have to crawl.

He slid his hands to the floor and began to crawl like a two year old. Annoyed, he tried to hurry things along so he didn't embarrass himself too much. 

When he got to his room, he was so thankful that his door was wide open, and also showing the tall skeleton had been cleaning in here.

The crawled over to his bed and battled to get onto it, as he was that short. When he managed to throw himself onto the dull blue bedding, he sighed in comfort, almost falling asleep until he remembered his 'mission'.

He looked around from the bed, now being able to see most of his room, he spotted his hoodie dangling off of the closet door. Groaning again, he went feet first off of the bed and crawled over to the blue hoodie.

Now the hard part.

The grabbed the jacket with his tiny hands, trying to yank it from the closet door, but to no avail. He couldn't move it, "Nao!" He said strongly, lifting himself onto his feet, "I can do thais!" and with the added height, he managed to over power the closet door into leaving his hoodie alone, and got the blue fluffy object back,

But he ended up falling onto his side with a small thump.

Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow! He thought, feeling his eyes tear up. Jesus that hurt! Before he could control himself, he gave a little sob, and curled into the fluffy jacket, wrapping it around him like a burrito.

And before long. He'd fallen asleep.

Time skip brought to you by a lazy-butt author! (Fun fact! Sans was actually meant to fall on his butt, but I thought that cringe written 1000 times over, so yeah!)

Papyrus mumbled something as he awoke, stretching neatly. He leant his arm out to where he suspected his small brother to be, but when he found nothing, he eyes shot open.

"Sans?" Paps said, panic quickly taking over him, "Where are you, brother?"

He looked around his room swiftly, before gulping and turning to the door, seeing that it was wide open, and not really remembering doing that. One sick thought came to Papyrus mind.

Had someone broken in?

He practically jumped out of his room before bolting downstairs, calling for his brother, "Sans? Please, this isn't funny!"

Nothing.

Paps knew Sans well enough, to know he wouldn't scare Papyrus like this. He remembered he hadn't checked Sans actual room, and swiftly ran upstairs,

"Sans?" He almost chocked out as he walked through the door. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary----.

Wait, Papyrus thought, glancing at the hoodie on the floor, I didn't leave that there.

"S-Sans?" Papyrus said, "Are y-y--"

He was cut off by a small snore, and the taller skeleton felt relief, and almost sobbed.

Picking up the sleeping form, he cuddled it close, well as close as he could get, considering there was a hoodie in the way, and carried the ball of cuteness downstairs,

"Sans.." Papyrus whispered, drawing the sleeping form of his smaller brother closer as he sat down on the sofa, "Don't ever do that  again."