Traveler's Tale
A/N: This story will involve multiple Au. As well as multiple romantic situations. It may be a little confusing but I promise you have a couple of laughs…just not in this chapter. I may turn it into a comic
The Dream
Drowning always drowning in a sea of souls of every color. Blood and dust swirled and twirled atop the sea, to drown or to choke? She rather drown at least she could watch the colors of the rainbow. It started off slowly one at a time the souls entered her. The yellow soul attempted to be gentle but had to slam into her chest to get in. The other souls almost apologetically slammed in one at a time. 'Too many get them out.' She thought they were done she had seven souls inside her, including her own. Her body felt like an hotel with too many guest. The souls stretched and yawned like a cat waking up from a nap. Their claws dunged deep and painfully. Why wasn't she dead yet? Death was a dick. She started to shake the soul moved around her chest happily, so much joy and happiness filled her. They were happy but she was hurting so much she just wanted it to stop.
She could feel hands soft and warm pulled from darkness into the light. The faces of the two people were in shadows but their smile where apparent she was safe and warm. The child smiled and promptly passed out.
The woman was the first to walk out the sea the man followed cursing all the way. Placing the girl on the ground, she sat next to her ."Asriel shut up and pass me the last two souls. We don't have time for your bitching" She said.
"Whatever Chara" a male voice said as he used magic to dry himself " Hey why are we placing theses in her? We could have just throw them into the sea the with the rest. They would have found her and we would be dry. "
"There was no guarantee that it be our souls that got to her. Plus if those damn guardians find out what we did they would just break her apart, and start all over again. I can't bear to see her suffer." Chara picked up the girl and nuzzled her with her forehead, the girl smiled in her sleep. "I've spent too much of my like fulfilling a role forced on me, but maybe you'll be free to live the life you want. Maybe I should name her Charisk?" She said with a smile.
"No, it sounds like a ship couple. By the way your such a softy now. Was it Frisk or finding out what they did?" The cloaked monster took down his hood. White fur and red eyes long horns, the prince of monster Asriel Dreemurr had grown up. The soft little goat was now a man dressed in a black suit. He made quite the impression.
Chara Huffed she still wore her cloak. "Both, but I still can kill at anytime so never forget it. I just don't want to. Besides this girl will be both Frisk, me and you Asriel. She'll be kind of like our child. The three of us, once we release her we will never be able to get the pieces of our soul back." Chara smiled as she handed the girl over to Asriel.
"You forgot to mention the other two donors." He said as held the child.
"I didn't forget but they ask us not to mention them at all. They were going to talk to her themselves, when she's older. Somehow the gift they gave her are going to be an unexpected surprise, and not welcomed to some."
Ariel sighed as he walked back into the sea and promptly dropped the girl into. They didn't have time for this, the guardians would be here soon. He could hear Chara cursing at him about not being gentle with the child. Depending on how the future turned out she would pay him back.
The dream end.
Frisk woke up in tears yet again. The same dream third day in a row; however, at least she didn't scream this time or throw up. Progress, tis a wonderful thing. She got up from her bed and walked over to he dresser the silver mirror showed her all she need to know her soul was trying to pop out. "Great"
"God Frisk again?" Flowey said.
She smiled at the flower, and gently stroked his petals. Flowey leaned into hand almost like a cat. He closed his eyes. She knew even without a soul he need the most care more than anyone else. "Hello Flowey, I hope you slept well. I'm sorry I woke you up. We can make pancakes and eggs for the Sans and Mom. Oh I forgot the others are coming, right? We should start I know it's four am but Pap wakes up early." She start to chatter, then Flowey bit her hand. "Flowey?"
"Stop it! I know your hurting so stop being so nice to me, worry about yourself." Flowey petals folded down on himself. His bright golden petals a little more dimmer in the soft light. "I feel like you're going to disappear just like the last time."
"If I do would you like to come with me?" She smiled and held her hand out to him. Her eyes were pure purple with remnants of red and blue.
"You're not.."
A large crash came from down stairs. The clanging of pots and pans could be heard around the house. A metallic laughter filled house; as well as, a louder more enthusiastic one.
Frisk sighed "You don't have to answer now, but please think about it." She said as she walked out her bedroom, taking her cellphone and Bluetooth headphones. She headed towards the kitchen the hallway leading there was a light golden yellow, sunflowers sat on a brown wooden table. A smile grace her lips, a memory of playing hide and go seek with Flowey that resulted in a three hour search for him. He had been in a patch of sunflowers crying. His sadness and pain filled her. On that day she made a promise to…"I can't think about that."
"Think about what Darling?" Mettaton said holding a cup of coffee in his hands. He sat with a wrap around his shoulders. His signature suit on.
Frisk shook out of her mussing "About how I am going to clean up this mess. Jeez, I come back to visit and already I have to clean. Pap stop trying to cook we agreed on the phone it would be my turn to cook today."
"HUMAN!" Papyrus run and gave her a huge hug twirling her around in a circle. His orange sweater rubbed against her face. The red scarf he always wore was folded neatly around his neck, even his gray slacks were tailored to perfection. His shoes however were at the front door along with Mettaton heals, but there couple slippers matched their outfits.
"Your look good Pap. Is this a new scarf?" She gently touched the material it felt just like his old but cleaner.
"NO IT'S JUST BEEN CLEANED AND PRESSED. THE HOLES HAVE BEEN SEWED IN AS WELL. THE GREAT PAPYRUS LOOKS MAGNIFICENT." He posed dramatically an odd almost mischievous look in his eyes.
She winked "Looking sharp, Pap. You to Ton-Ton, that wrap is lovely"
Mettaton smiled looking Frisk up and down. "Sweetheart do you often come down in your jammies? I mean they are nice. But it seem part of you have gotten bigger." Mettaton got up walked up to her she placed her hands hips and leaned in to face Frisk.
"Really? I know the shorts are a little too short, but that's why I wear my hoodie." Frisk said as she started to put her hair into bun. 'Did I put on weight? Oh well I just lay off the pancakes.' She thought to herself.
Mettaton moved with a quickness only seen in the wild. He Unzipped Frisk hoodie so fast the girl had no chance to dodge, pulling it off in the process. "Oh my, our little Frisk grew up. Rocking some D's, girlie. Where's your shirt at?"
"I HAVE TO LEAVE NOW!" Pap ran off.
She sigh "Ton-Ton I don't wear a shirt under hoodie when I'm at home." Blushing wasn't her thing too much was on her mind to be embarrassed. Up until the point Mettaton wanted to figure out if they were real.
It was going to be a long day, and it was only 4:30am.