Toriel rolled over, trying to deny that she needed to get up.  She didn't have these mornings very often, but it was always for a reason.  She couldn't think of anything that would have caused it despite it still being early.  Her mind felt foggy, not really being able to think.  The last time this had happened it had been with the previous child having left her, like all those before them...

She cracked her eyes open.  If there hadn't been another human, what could it have been? Her eyes slowly opened the rest if the way as she remembered exactly what she had seen last night.  Toriel sat up, thoughts and emotions from the previous night resurfacing.  She yawned and stretched, trying to shake off all the sleepy feelings. 

Standing up in one last stretch, Toriel made her way to the door and walked down the hall.  she noticed that Sans was not awake as she quietly crept down the hall.  not wanting to disturb him, she slowed her movements as she approached and passed the door.  After Toriel made it to the living room, she found that Papyrus was not in there.  It was as if he had vanished from the house.  This slightly concerned her knowing that she needed to speak with him about last night. 

Poking her head in the kitchen, the ex queen found it vacant and untouched since she had last seen it.  Toriel turned and went back into the living room to sit down and read a book to try and calm herself, but she found that the one she wanted was missing from the shelf.  She put her face in her hand.  At this point, Toriel was pretty done with everything. 

She was confused about whatever happened last night, was still afraid it had been(or almost been) something horrible, she couldn't find out anything about it, Papyrus was currently gone, and she had misplaced her book, the one thing that might be able to allow her to de-stress since everything else was happening.  Sighing, she started to go back to her room to look for her book there. 

She had only made it next to the stairs before Papyrus suddenly came bursting through the door.  A few stray attacks shot through the open door, before Papyrus spun around and closed it, leaning back against the door to keep it closed.  They were both wide eyed, but each for different reasons.  The door jerked slightly as it was hit from the other side and voices could be heard, however they were muffled by Papyrus keeping the door closed. 

Toriel snapped out of being shocked for long enough to hurriedly walk over to the door and lock it multiple times.  Papyrus stepped away from it, breathing heavily.  He looked a little scuffed up, and when Toriel checked him she took notice of his HP having lowered slightly.  "T...thanks..." He said, staring at the door.  Toriel nodded, a silent way to say it was nothing.  "What... Was that?" She asked cautiously. 

Papyrus' eye lights darkened some and he looked downward.  He really didn't want to talk about it, but he knew he would have to eventually.  Still, he made an effort to dodge the question.  "Nothing to be concerned about..." He said.  Toriel glanced  at him and decided that it would be better not to push it.

"Are you alright?" She asked again.  He walked over into the living room.  "I'm fine," he stated flatly.  Toriel almost rolled her eyes at him.  It was obvious that he was injured, despite how little the damage seemed to be.  "Here, allow me to heal you," she said kindly, moving to walk next to him. 

Papyrus scoffed at her.  "I said I am fine," he sharply replied.  Toriel didn't believe him, so she changed tactics.  If how she had seen him last night was anything to go by, then she knew what to do next.  "You would not want your brother to be worried about you, right?"  Papyrus stopped entirely.  "Lucky for you, he is not awake yet.  I would not want him to be worried either, so please let me heal you so he does not find out about you ever being hurt." 

Just like she hoped, it hit his one spot and he gave in to her plea.  "F... Fine..." He said with an angry tone laced in his voice.  Toriel smiled victoriously.  (More like vicTORIously! Ok bye *runs away). It only took a minute for her to heal his wounds, partially since she was skilled at healing, despite the two monsters not particularly liking each other, and also due to the few injuries there were.  It was only a small crack from another monster's attack on his arm and a mark on his skull.  So it wasn't bad at all. 

Toriel had healed him mostly because she didn't want Sans trying to heal his brother in his state, no matter how slight the injuries were.  He needed to conserve his magic and not use it on something like this.  Papyrus sat down in the extra chair when she was finished, lost in thought.  Toriel pulled up her comfy chair as best she could.  "So, Papyrus, do you mind telling me what happened?" 

Papyrus glanced up at her, before looking back at the ground.  "..." He was silent for a moment.  Toriel leaned back in her chair, knowing she had all the time in the world, or at least until Sans woke up.  "I... I was in the rest of the Ruins," Papyrus began, "I decided to go there so that I could work on my... My anger issues..."  Toriel's face shifted to slightly unmask her surprise.  "Well, I wanted to see how I did with the other monsters there, but... They all said that I looked like how you and Sans described his brother to be.  Exactly like how you both described him."

"Thinking I was here to kill them, or seeking revenge for hurting you and Sans, they attacked me..."  Toriel's expression morphed into one mixed with guilt and pity.  She hadn't imagined that he would actually have any interest in going to the Ruins, so she figured it wouldn't matter if she spoke of him to the other monsters there.  She had been wrong, and she felt bad for it.  "They didn't really hit me but a couple times, and I didn't fight back knowing that it wouldn't help me to become more merciful... So I fled back here, and here we are..." 

Toriel looked at her paws sadly.  "I am sorry that I had a part to play in this..."  they sat in uncomfortable silence for a few minutes, both lost in thought.  Both feeling guilty, Papyrus for all the sins he had committed, and Toriel for making this happen... Sort of, but being the kind monster she was she still felt bad.  Papyrus sighed as he came to a conclusion of an internal battle with himself. 

"I didn't want to have to do this," Papyrus began, "but it seems I have no other choice..." Toriel looked away from her paws and up at Papyrus, confusion working it's way onto her face.  "I hate to say it, but I need your help..."  Toriel raised an eyebrow.  "My help?"  If he hadn't been serious the skeleton would have smirked at her.  "Yes... I need your help, but don't do it for me; do it for Sans."

A/N
Hush, I know it's short lol.  But take it anyway! (Did you guys know that actually in chapter 13, I had planned to make Paps wake up in the living room on a couch from the storage room.  I wrote the entire thing, with Toriel not acting like a complete jerk to him, and Papyrus being told his brother was sick, and then asking for help.  Aren't you glad I decided to change it last second and make it take forever?
(Yeah, I'm planning on making a collection of 'bloopers' for this book when it's done, so that's a thing that will be filled with random crap. )

Hope you all enjoyed, and stay tuned (???) for the next chapter!