Sans probably had his eyes shut for maybe all of ten peaceful minutes, and then peace was shattered by a piercing scream. He jolted awake so hard that he fell out of his chair, but being so tired and filled with the absolute need to get to Frisk, he didn't seem to not to notice. Instead he just scrambled to his feet and made a mad dash for the where the scream came from, left eye blazing.

At first he almost passed the bathroom, but he quickly skid to a halt and bolted inside, kneeling in front of the babbling Frisk. He didn't waste any time in pulling her into a hug and rocking her softly.

Adrenaline pumped through his soul as he leaned into her ear and whispered in a tired slur,"Shhh! Shhhh...., hey now, yer okay, 's all okay, Frisk... Jus' a bad dream, shhhhh...."

About that time, Sans noticed Paps nervously peeking his head in the doorway. Well, shit.

Carefully as he could, he scooped the frightened human into his arms and carried her into the hall, smiling up at Paps,"C'mon, Papy, let's help Frisk feel better, yeah?" Papyrus nodded, unsure of what to say in this situation.

Sure it wasn't the first time, and he knew it wouldn't be the last, but he never knew what to say. Every time Frisk had a nightmare like this, her screams would slice through everyone's sleep and Sans would of course be the first one there, cradling her and cooing softly in her ear.

Just looking at him, Papyrus could tell he hadn't gotten much sleep, if any. Did he have a nightmare too?

Sans made his way into Paps' room, standing in front of the bed.

Knowing what to do, Paps climbed back into his comfy bed, scooting all the way over to make room as Sans laid Frisk on the bed and shuffled on after her. The taller skeleton wrapped his long arms around the pair, pulling them close as Sans kept whispering to Frisk quietly. Sadly, he kept dozing off as he tried to comfort her, only to snap awake and repeat the process.

He was just so tired, and he was coming down from his adrenaline rush.

As Sans' eyes fluttered shut, Papyrus took over soothing Frisk. He coo'd and whispered encouragements into her hair, pulling both her and Sans as close as he could.