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[Sans has something in his hands. It's a bolt of fabric that he runs between his metacarpals with a distant, unfocused precision, something to idly turn between his phalanges as he speaks. Might take a moment to realize that the backdrop to his video ain't the typical one. It's not his room he's sitting in, after all. He's reclining atop a racecar bed. The sheets are perfectly made, as though the owner were planning on returning at some point. On the bedside table, there's a small stack of belongings that clash rather astutely with the layout of the place. A snowglobe, a binder, an ECHOcomm, and at the very far right of the frame, a folded-up sweater vest.

He dropped in to visit some pals of his, you see. Only to find they ain't around anymore.]

For those of you who knew 'em, seems the docs've gone home. You know the ones. Newt and Hermann. [A pause.] Dr. Gottlieb.

[Being a pain in the coccyx suddenly gets to be less funny when there ain't anybody to yell at you about it, huh?]

Hope it's home they went, and not, uh...wherever it was before they got here. Yao know what I'm talkin' about.

[He folds up the cloth in his hands and stands up, grinning at the camera without a lick of despair. Maybe there's somethin' a bit tired to the whole facade, but who can say? He's always tired.]

I hate to tell ya, but it looks like my bro might'a been the guy to slack off for once. Funny, right? Takin' that hard-earned title from yours truly. Here I thought I was supposed to be the guy who nips off without a word.

[Those with sharp eyes might pick up that the cloth ain't just any old thing. It's Papyrus's sash delineating him as an official member of the City Guard - twice torn, twice mended, and now without an owner. Like hell Sans is cut out to wear a thing like this.]

'Pologies to the Guard. Looks like you're one member short. 'Fraid I can't help ya there either; Papyrus, he's got some big shoes to fill.

[He winks at the lens before reaching for the communicator and then, almost as an afterthought, adds:]

Someone ought'a take care of the lab the docs built. Lotta their stuff's still in there, too, and lyin' around my place. Figure it should go to the people who knew 'em best.

[Y'know, whoever that is. But you all know who you are, don't ya?

Yeah. He'd think so.

He cuts the feed.]

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Just leave me some of their clothes.

[ Something that still has their scent, something that she can hold onto.

She's too torn up about them leaving for video. Her eyes too bloodshot and face too splotchy. She's especially upset at the mention of 'Yao' and the distinct possibility the door had sent them into cold storage instead of home, where they belong.

It'll bring on a fresh batch of tears later but for now she remains composed albeit stone cold. ]

I'm staying in House 1 too still, so.

[He, uh, hasn't chatted with Rosie since that whole kerfuffle with the doubles. Can't say if she remembers the words he exchanged with that shadow of hers. That ain't really a priority now anyhow.]

Sure thing. Most of their stuff's at the lab, but there's a, uh...one of the doc's vests here. Got little skulls on it.

[That'd been funny. He'd made a joke.]

Always might come back, y'know?

[ Rose is aware her double crossed paths with him. Ignorance is bliss though, isn't it? She'll ask, eventually, but for right now it's one less thing she has to think about. And after all that happened, she's going to take any opportunity to lighten the load that she can. ]

S'not the first time they vanished on me. It's actually more a possibility than I would have thought before.

[ Or they could be deep frozen, never to return. ]

I'll keep the place nice for them, at any rate. Just in case.

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That's a good plan. Real nice of ya.

[Notably, he don't make the same sorta guarantee where Papyrus is concerned. What's the point, right? He's better off where he is now anyway - livin' it large and happy on the surface. Gets himself a real racecar instead of a bed or one of these dinky mopeds.]

Lab's got most of their stuff. Pretty sure they knocked out there a coupl'a times.

[Chara's more than half tempted not to respond to this. Apologizes for this may ring hollow considering where and when Sans comes from in the timeline and is absolutely tasteless coming from Chara. From where they both stood, Papyrus wasn't coming back unless another Reset happened.

So yeah, no. Apologizes wouldn't work out here. And while Chara ignored certain social cues for a laugh - definitely did during that shipping chart business - they learned in various ways that there are lines you shouldn't cross.

They just send a text with something unrelated. He could ignore it or not. This way it didn't matter if he did.]

Knock knock.

[He'd ignore it. But, uh...that'd probably be rude. They been gettin' on so well, despite the murder. 'Cept that murder went and mucked things up again. Still - no call to just leave off and leave a joke hangin'.

He's crashed out on Papyrus's racecar bed. Rumpled the sheets. Messed up the meticulous organization. Peers at the text blearily for a second before finally, finally punching out a response.]

who's there

[Sometimes it's better to do mindless things. They won't make Sans talk about anything, at any rate.]

Etch.

[Sans may see the punchline coming already but Chara will keep going if he wants to.]

[Who steals a punchline? Bad manners. Rude, that. Even if you see it comin' a mile away.

Takes him a minute to respond, all the same.]

etch who?

[The previous event gave the punchline long before the joke was spoken. But in that case nobody needed to say it.]

Bless you. Knock knock.

[Chara has quite a few of these. At the same time however, they do expect him to stop after awhile.]

heh.
nice one.

[A classic. Another lengthy pause between responses, but he gets back to 'em in a few minutes.]

who's there?

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[That's the best thing about the classics. They get a laugh, even if it's just a text one.]

Ho-ho.

ho-ho who?

[...does he know this one? He might not know this one.]

[Chara may or may not be trying to channel Toriel's jokes, so he might find a few familiar.]

You know, your Santa impression could use a little work. Knock knock.

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[Heh.

Heh heh heh. Yeah. He hasn't heard that one before. That's good. That's real good.]

you've got a gift, kid.
who's there?

I like to think so.

[Considering who they used to live with. Comparing themselves to Toriel would never happen, but at least her jokes rubbed off on them.]

Weevil.

[This is one that Chara heard on the Surface so it might be a miss. Oh well.]

[Maybe they take after their mom a little more than they think.]

weevil who?

[...let's not go down that route.]

Weevil weevil rock you.

[Kind of a groan-er if you knew the song. But it still was kind of funny.]

Knock knock.

[Can't say he's familiar with the song. But, uh, that'd be kinda rude to shoot 'em down now, wouldn't it? They're gettin' into it. They're - makin' an effort to cheer him up.

Nice of them.]

you came armed.
who's there?

They are good for parties.

[Which is true. People liked kids with a cute sense of humor. Not...that Chara really had one that could be considered 'cute', but they could pull these out easily.]

You are free to tell some, if you wish. Amos.

[They're right about that one. Gotta give 'em that much, yeah. Good for parties. Not that he's real sure that Chara attends a ton of parties.]

i gotta few, sure.

amos who?

[Not willingly, no.]

A mosquito bit me!

[They'll hold off and see if Sans decides to give it a go. If not, they have one more.]

'course it bit you.
you think it was gonna bite me?

[Hah. Yeah, that's...also funny.

All right, all right. His turn now.]

knock knock.

[I know of a talking flower so why not a mosquito that bites bones?

* No, you're not going to say that.]

Maybe one would mistake ketchup for blood. Who's there?

My condolences about your friends. I know how hard it is to lose 'bros'.

[ Tactful. ]

it's been known to happen.

acid.

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