I didn't mean to blurt it out, It just happened. He was about to leave and I didn't want him to and now here we are. I don't know what to do!
"What?" He asks. My mind is scrambled and I find myself frozen.
"You, um, look, uh..." I stutter sheepishly. "You look hungry?" I try to say except it comes out as more of a question.
"I, um-"
"You can come to my house real quick, if you want. I have food." I say trying my hardest not to punch myself in the gut.
"I guess." He says looking confused. I feel red rush into my cheeks and my words refuse to form. A few moments of silence passes before I regain he ability to speak normally.
"Right," I say. "This way." I start to walk to my house with him close behind me. There is so much I want to tell him, but how can I when I can barely make my mouth form words?!
"So, uh," He starts. "Do you live by yourself?" He asks awkwardly.
"I, uh, have my brother, Paps, but that's it. Frisk moved out a few weeks ago."
"Heh. That's funny. I have a brother name Papyrus and a friend named Frisk. I wonder if It's the same frisk." He says. This puzzles me. How can he be so much like me and yet so different?
"This is my house." I say stopping.
"It... It looks exactly like my house except... brighter." This confuses me even more, but I brush it off as a coincidence. "Come on in-"
"BROTHER! WHO IS YOUR FRIEND?" The door bursts open and my brother appears.
"His name is-"
"The name's Red. I'm assuming you're Pap?" He interrupts me.
"WHY, YES! HAS SANS MENTIONED ME?"
"You could say that." He says smoothly. "May I come in?"
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Kustard
FanfictionWhen Classic is asked who he is by red sans he starts wondering who he is and who he wants to be. Classic Sans and Red Sans are very different and yet so alike. They feel the need to protect each other and be with each other at all times. Perhaps th...
