"...You lazybones." He huffs, shaking his head and crossing his arms. Typical Sans, really. Can't even do his own legwork today? He could scold.
But Sans clearly looks like he's a bit out of it so, with a touch of reluctance, Papyrus crouches down low enough that Sans can reasonably climb onto his shoulders.
"Don't expect this to become a regular service! I can't always fuel your bad habits, you know."
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Date: 2017-06-28 04:29 pm (UTC)But Sans clearly looks like he's a bit out of it so, with a touch of reluctance, Papyrus crouches down low enough that Sans can reasonably climb onto his shoulders.
"Don't expect this to become a regular service! I can't always fuel your bad habits, you know."