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Sans ignored his own problem for a moment. He wanted to jump. To be there. But at the same time he was horrified because he knew that he really wouldn't like what happened next.

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Papyrus stopped clutching his neck, his hand moving down to rest on his chest.

''Nyeh..heh heh.. HEHEHEHEHEH!!!''

He stood up, grabbing hold of his scarf and tossing it to the ground.

He stared blankly, defiantly, up at the others.

You are nothing to me.

And in a blinding flash of light, he had transformed. His entire form had become jet-black, nothing distinguishable save for his eyes which glowed a vibrant orange and the wicked grin plastered on his face.