Papyrus stood between his brother and Frisk as he watched the beautiful glow of the sun as it sank below the horizon, lighting up the clouds with the most dazzling colors he had ever seen.
Sans looked happier than he had seen him in a long time as they gazed at the sky. Papyrus took his brother's hand, and Sans turned to him with a smile that was for once genuine.
Frisk, the girl who had freed them all, grinned to them. Papyrus grinned back and wrapped his free arm around her.
It was the greatest moment of his life.