Author's note: So this is a collaborative work between me and Mada-Scarptaht. It's heavily inspired and based around the events depicted in the video of the same name by Ursik L so we hope you enjoy it while keeping that in mind

Papyrus would come for me soon. He always did, when I took too long to get home. And, boy, what a sight he was going to be met with.

I was so pathetic. How had I been so naïve to think that the human would fall for my buzzer trick? No, instead they just cut right past that silly trick. Literally. Just woosh and I was gone. I thought I had better reflexes.

And I sat up.

Just in time, there he was.

Papyrus.

"Get out here you la-" He cut off when he saw the coat.

I pretended, for just a moment, that he saw me.

I ran to him. Right through him. He knelt, picked up the jacket. Saw the tear in it, the dust.

He stood. His face was blank, no emotion. Emotion was dangerous. So I wasn't hurt. Much.

Heh, what a joke.

As he turned, jacket slung over his shoulder, I raced to keep up with him. I didn't plan to leave him behind, I hated this. For all that we played up a hatred for eachother, I still loved him.

And now I'm dead. He won't rub his fist into my skull in that way I pretended to hate. He won't even be able to tell that I'm there.

And gosh, I already miss him so much. Which is kinda unfair, I can still see him, while he doesn't even know I'm still watching. But all the same, I had lived for his attention. The small cuffs that were made to look mean, when they were just our way of being close even in public.

I followed my brother as he stormed to the house. Then at our doorstep...

He put on the coat.

It tore me up, because in that moment I knew. He wouldn't just move on. And at the same time that it made my heart soar to see him care even after my death, it also tore me to pieces, because I knew my brother. He would seek out the human.

He would avenge me.

He went up the stairs, walking straight past his room. He sat against my door.

He started to cry.

"No, no... Don't cry for me." But of course, he didn't hear me.

He looked so confused, so lost.

"Come home."

The words shot through me like the knife that caused this. I couldn't stand it, and soon my own tears joined his. I sat next to him, my hand on his. I hoped that somehow he would feel it.

We stayed that way for a good long time.

Then, the final hall. Papyrus waited. I watched him from the shadows, expression dark.

The human arrived. Papyrus summoned a fleet of sharp tipped bones, holding one as a sword.

The human moved with an insane speed, crossing the hall in moments.

I stared in shock. How? Papyrus was strong, and yet now his weapons dissolve. And he looked so... Accepting.

I ran to him as his physical form turned to dust. As he fell into the same sleep I had been trapped in, I held his ghostly form in my own.

I had a tear in my eye as I looked up at him. The world shattered beneath me, but it didn't matter.

"baby, come home." My broken voice called

It didn't matter, because he opened his eyes at my call. Because for the first time in far too long, he saw me.

And that was all that mattered.