*57,238 genocide run… in a row. That’s how long it took him to start remembering. He played dumb for 382 geno runs. And when that didn’t work, he tried 799 different ways to stop the human, all 200 times. And it was just one run that got the human to call it quits… figures.*

*He took out his Voxtek phone, and pulled out the calculator app. He could’ve done the math in his head, but… he just wasn’t really up to it right now.*

\* 217,421 genocide runs in a row… huh, the kid really was a freak. 

*he paused, and looked over the Voxtek phone. He… took it a few days back when he saw an ad for Voxtek, and figured he’d purse. When he saw the price tag, he just grabbed the thing and started leaving the store. Heh, some poor worker tried to yell at him saying they had tracking on them.*

*it took him less then an hour to jailbreak it, and integrate it into his monster phone. That Vox guy was smart, he’d give him that. But not as smart as him.*

\* heh, typically for human trash…

*Phatom!PAPYRUS appeared besides his brother.*

\* SANS, YOU CAN’T SAY THAT. EVEN IF ITS TRUE, THERE ARE BILLIONS OF THEM UP HERE, AND ONLY ONE OF YOU. IF WE’RE GOING TO KILL THEM ALL, YOU’LL NEED TO DRAW THEM INTO A FLASE SENSE OF SECURITY.

*comix sighed.*

\* i know, pap, i know, it just… slipped out.

*PAPYRUS huffs.*

comic stands at a balcony, remembering his past.