" Sans, I said that we we're leaving. " He attempts to grab @StitchedSockets from smokeystitches leg, to pull him away.

" Sans, come on. You don't belong here with this psycho. " He stopped trying, pointing at smokeystitches . @StitchedSockets

" I still have the key. I was going to let you have it, but I changed my mind. " He stepped closer. @StitchedSockets smokeystitches

" No, He isn't. Whether either of you like it, I'm taking Sans, and leaving. " Papyrus slightly growls. @StitchedSockets smokeystitches

" Just make your own sans, since you're 'all magic'. Give him back. " Papyrus approached them, slowly. @StitchedSockets smokeystitches

" No, Sans. You took him and claimed him. He can't even see. " Ignoring smokeystitches , he was in front of them. @StitchedSockets

Papyrus sighs, and simply summons a blaster over his head, it aiming at smokeystitches . " I tried to ask nicely. " @StitchedSockets

" He was never yours to begin with! " He fires it at smokeystitches , growling angrily. @StitchedSockets

" I don't care what he says, He belongs with me. " Papyrus stares at the large needle, then back at smokeystitches . @StitchedSockets

" I'm not leaving without him, So then, you're stuck with me. " smokeystitches @StitchedSockets

He raised a brow at smokeystitches , taking out the black key and looking at it. " .. This? I'm still keeping it. " @StitchedSockets

" So? Never know, might come in handy one day. " He put the key away, looking back at smokeystitches. @StitchedSockets

" .. Sure. Lead the way. " smokeystitches @StitchedSockets

Papyrus followed behind smokeystitches , looking at the mirror. " Hm? What's so interesting about this? " @StitchedSockets

" .. In ? " Walking past smokeystitches, He reached out and touched the mirror. His hand had phased through it. @StitchedSockets

Papyrus gasped when pushed through, attempting to grab the other to get back onto his feet. Failing, — smokeystitches @StitchedSockets

— Papyrus landed onto his spine, groaning loudly from the fall. " Screw you .. " smokeystitches @StitchedSockets

Papyrus sat up, looking around. He sighed, and leaned against the wall he came through. @StitchedSockets smokeystitches

Hearing them faintly from the other side, he decided to slam his fists against the wall, calling for sans. smokeystitches @StitchedSockets

He slammed again, hopping they wouldn't leave. He kept calling for Sans. smokeystitches @StitchedSockets