Chapter III

- Papyrus, when will the party be over? - He continues yawning for an hour. - Don't you think that's enough?

- Of course not, Sans! Also, my subjects want to keep celebrating, I can't deny them, they look very happy. - Fixes one of the sleeves of his suit. - A moment ago I saw them very discouraged, but with my speech, a sparkle in their eyes appeared, I saw it, I want them all to be happy, like the great Papyrus! - A sweet laugh is heard at the end of his sentence.

- You will be a great king, brother. - Holds for a moment the skeletal hand of his younger brother. - You will be the best king that has had the subsoil.

- Do you think I could beat Lord Dreemurr? If you listen to us talking about him, he may get angry, my position as king is temporary, right?

- Papyrus ... - Holds the child's hand with little more force. - You have been crowned because our previous king died.

- W-what? W-Why didn't anyone tell me? - He touches her collarbone in surprise.

- I didn't think it was necessary to do it, I knew very well that you would put yourself that way and you would deny taking that position out of respect for our previous king.

- B-But, Sans ... I ... - He begins to hesitate.

- Shh ... do not worry Papyrus, you will make your role perfect. You have me to help you in everything, remember? Everything will be fine, I promised ... - He remembered that he did not like to make promises, since the previous one had cost him a lot. Sometimes he has come to regret having accepted that promise made by that lady behind the door. If only she hadn't heeded that promise, neither she nor her brother would be in that situation. - I-I'm sure of it.

- Y-If you say so. - Lower your gaze a little.

- Hey, brother, don't make that face, your subjects will see you and worry, you don't want that, right? Cheer up. - Give a small "palmitas" on the "back" of the king.

- You're right! I must be strong for my subjects! - He takes the older man's hand with both hands. - Thanks brother!

- Heh, you're welcome. - It closes for a moment its basins when not wanting to see his brother for the "unexpected" action of this.

- Sans! Don't even fall asleep!

- I'm not going to sleep.

- You are adjusting yourself in the chair to sleep, I am seeing you!

- I'm not doing. - Raise her legs to "lay" them in the chair that belonged to the previous queen.

- Sans ...

- Heh.

- Sigh. - Loose bones. - He carries his younger brother in his arms, he thought it would be time to end the celebration of the coronation. He rises from his throne and steps forward to deliver a message. - Ahem! Your king, the great Papyrus, wishes to thank you for this great feast, but I must apologize to you, the feast will end before the scheduled time, so I ask you to return to your homes with as little noise as possible. - Some "expressions of disapproval" were heard in the classroom. - Do not be discouraged my dear subjects, very soon we will be celebrating various things here in the castle. Tomorrow I will start my reign, so I hope everyone has a lot of energy to continue with their usual jobs.

In the living room, the name of the new underground king resonated with every moment with great emotion.

They felt they had not made the mistake of choosing that outgoing skeleton.

- Nyeh heh heh.

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Walking down a fairly long corridor, the tallest skeleton continued to carry the shortest with great care; I didn't want to wake her up.

Like all other monsters, they had to get plenty of rest to do their new activities as managers of their home. Being as king and Sans as his adviser and secretary (although his role would be Lord's), they should always be aware of their people, that is why they should not waste time taking "restorative naps" as their brother.

It was no longer necessary to return to Snowdin village; the castle already had new owners.

Papyrus was not entirely happy upon learning of the death of the previous king. Before knowing this terrible news, he thought that he had been given the position for a while because Sans asked the king for a little "recognition" and "image" to be more popular, or because of "being on vacation "he asked Alphys to give the crown to the one he believed most worthy of it at the time that he" would be "on vacation.

His brother had lied to him by asking about the whereabouts of Lord Dreemurr.

Had he lied to you about other things?

He denied thinking about it.

Her brother Sans is not one of those people.

It will be lazy, it will tell very bad jokes and it will be spent sleeping all day long, but it is not of that type of monsters. Her brother always told her the truth . No matter if it was a bad thing, he would never hide anything from her .

Well, although the above is somewhat false since I had previously lied to you about the king; his brother avoided saying some things to him so as not to worry , although he did not agree with it, Sans would not change. For his brother, he would always be his priority , he did not care if he were affected by his actions, if it is to protect him, he would not mind being a sinner .

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Already in the room of the previous / late king, the youngest reclines his brother on a huge bed. On that night, they had to share a bed, since the corresponding rooms were not fully arranged for them, that is why they had the last option to use this room.

Taking off their crowns and taking off their respective "uniforms" from royalty, the two brothers would try to sleep "peacefully" in their new "home".

- Good evening, Sans. - He gives a "small" kiss on the forehead of the aforementioned. - Wait ... I can't sleep if Sans doesn't tell me a story. - Before trying to wake up his brother, see for a moment his face. He looked very tired and worried, it would be wrong to wake him up. He was a little worried to see Sans expression, he doesn't usually see that facet of his older brother often. - You're lucky to have such a great brother, so I won't wake you up ... this time. - He lies down on the bed again. He was willing to sleep without the need to listen to some of his older brother's stories.