thisavrou | [video] Feb 17th

[It's either very late at night or very early in the morning. Papyrus grins at anyone watching as he usually does, but this time around, something's off. His usual cheer seems forced, and there's a subtle, constant background rattle and the screen never quite seems to stay still.]

Hello again, everyone! This is the great Papyrus speaking, and... and I...

...

[For a moment, he seems at a loss for words. Then he rallies again and holds up his other hand. He has Sans's jacket in a tight grip, and clinging to the inside is an odd, distinctive sort of dust.]

I seem to have lost track of my brother!! That lazybones... now he's managed to slack off on naps! Is there no end to this?

So! If anyone has any idea where he is, please let me know! He probably just... fell asleep somewhere weird! There seems to be a lot of that going around lately.

[He starts to switch off the feed, then hesitates.]

Also, could someone bring some cleaning supplies to Sans's room? There's so much dust in here... I've been trying to get it all up, but it's just... getting everywhere.

[For a moment, he looks distressed, then he pastes the smile back on.]

O-once again, this is the great Papyrus! Signing out!!

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[ Luckily for both of them, Yata doesn't even make the connection between dust and the subject of things dissolving. ]

Well... I'll keep an eye out for him. You still need help cleaning up?

[ Not that Yata's not much of a housekeeper, but he is kinda curious to see the other skeleton brother in person. ]

If you're free, absolutely! It's quite a task for one person.

[He wouldn't even mind if Yata sucks at cleaning. He's used to that sort of thing from Sans, and the company would be nice.]

Nothing going on at all. What's the room number?

[ Yata's already near a supply closet when he asks, so once he has his answer it's only a few moments before he's knocking on the dorm room door, a broom propped against his shoulder. ]

Nomo Deck, Room #14!

[Papyrus answers the door, and he wasn't kidding about the mess. It's clear he's been trying to scrape the dust up and gather it in one place, but that'd be hard enough task even without skeletal hands.]

Oh good, there you are! Welcome to scenic Sans's latest mess! Watch your step, I haven't gotten it all out of the doorway yet.

[ Dang, Sans wasn't lying. It strikes Yata as kinda funny that the tall lanky one is the older brother, but Yata's also shorter than some of his younger friends.

More than that, however, the mess inside is... impressive. Yata gives the room a startled look. ]

Jeez, he did make a mess...

[ Yata steps over the threshold, taking care to not disturb any of the piles that already exist. ]

Where did he even get this much dust, anyway?

I haven't the foggiest! The vents? A vacuum cleaner?

[He seems distinctly uncomfortable even as he tries to rationalize it.]

All I know is, if this is one of his jokes, no one's laughing!

[ Yata does catch on that Papyrus is uncomfortable, at least, though his assumptions run in a distinctly less fatal direction. ]

You don't think he got into something he shouldn't have, do you?

Sans? Well, he...

[There was the kerfuffle with Chara, ending in their death. Which Papyrus was still reeling from; it's so not like his brother to be that way.

He shakes his skull, dislodging the thought and rattling a little.]

...he's too lazy to get into any more trouble! The only way that could happen is if trouble specifically went looking for him!

[ Whether or not Papyrus has a fair point with the first half of his statement, Yata himself gets into too much trouble on his own miss the meaning in the second half. ]

Everyone's got enemies, you know. He ever manage to piss anyone off?

[ Yata doesn't pay as much attention to his surroundings as he really should; he's completely missed the mess with Chara. ]

Well... I wouldn't use that sort of language, but there was an issue earlier. My brother... did attack someone, sort of.

[There's no 'sort of' about it, but admitting it out loud feels weird. He still doesn't understand what Sans was thinking, and now he can't even ask.]

[ Yata can't help it. The look he gives Papyrus is outright annoyed and exasperated. ]

Attacking someone is a pretty good way to make someone mad, you know.

[ Does he really have to explain that part? He's starting to doubt that Papyrus is as cool as Sans had insisted. ]

Is this person the sort of try to get revenge? I know if someone attacked me I wouldn't just put up with it.

[video] Feb 17th

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