Yeah, I have no idea where this idea came from. I really don't. I very rarely ship Chara with anyone. Considering s/he died as a child and all that, I don't really bother with it. However, somehow the idea just popped into my head and it wouldn't let me go. You know, the kind that slams you against the wall and won't stop punching you in the stomach until you consent to writing it? That kind of idea.
I have seen some stuff with Chara and Papyrus before, but it's mostly in Undertale and it seems both platonic and romantic with a sweet redemption arc in it. However, as far as I can tell I've never seen the two of them with Underfell as the focus, and really since Underfell is pretty much described as a very unpleasant place, it seemed to fit the whole hate sex idea so well that I just had to do it. The title is not so much a pun though as it is a play on words for the phrase, "If you're not with the one you love, love the one you're with." Of course, these two have no kind of love for one another, hence the change.
As a warning, this is pretty much a pure porn without plot. I don't know how long it will go on for, but I hope it's enjoyable for as long as possible. The main pairing will be Papyrus and Chara, however there will be mentions of Sans and Frisk as well. It is heavily AU, even within an AU. Nothing like the resets exist, and Chara and Frisk are twin siblings that both fell to the Underground at the same time. Asriel is still alive as well, so no Flowey. I don't have anyone in mind to really be with the prince, but if anyone has any suggestions or requests, I'm open to them.
Neither Undertale nor Underfell belong to me. UT belongs to Toby Fox, but dear god I hope he never sees the kinky shit I've done to his characters. UF, I don't know who it belongs to. As far as I know unlike the other AUs it sort of just sort of developed over time. However, if there is one creator to credit that I don't know about, please let me know and I'll fix it. That being said, please enjoy the story.
Chapter 1: Out in the Cold it Gets Rather Hot
Boring days were probably the worst to have to deal with in Chara's opinion. The Underground was relatively small once one got used to it, and she'd been here for a long time. Of course, it was infinitely better than where she had come from, that was for sure, but the last eight years had left it so she knew the whole place pretty intimately. The whole place could be walked through in the span of a few days, barrier to barrier. As a child, she'd gone to all the secret places she could find, exploring with Asriel and Frisk as they played and goofed off. Finding hidden caverns in Waterfall, having games of hide and seek in the woods near Snowdin, pretending to find hidden treasure in the Ruins, and sneaking in to Core to annoy the staff as they played. She loved the Underground. It was her home and she wouldn't want to be anywhere else, but that didn't mean she hadn't seen everything it had to offer.
She sighed as she sat out out in the yard of their home in the ruins. The fallen leaves were soft cushioning in comparison to the purple stone floor, but that didn't mean it was that much more comfortable. For some reason today she felt annoyed and irritated, left alone to her devices while her two siblings were off knowing who knows what. Frisk had been running off from the castle a lot lately without a word of where she was going. She and Asriel had followed her a few times in curiosity but almost always lost her in the capital as she ducked around into side streets and around corners. It had made both of them horribly suspicious about what was going on, but after a solid month of not being able to figure it out, Asriel had given up to do something else. Honestly, stalking just wasn't as much fun without her brother and so she'd given up the chase shortly afterward.
She sighed and wished the monster was here right now with her. Apparently he had some special magic lesson for the next few as the prince and heir from what he'd told her, puffing out his chest when he'd said it, so she'd figured she should make herself scarce for the next couple of days. She snorted as she remembered. Some heir. Everyone knew the Royal Guard enforced everything around here. If anyone got out of line, it was them that dusted the bastards, not Asriel. Hell, his LV was still pretty puny at 7, though she would admit that it was way better than Frisk who'd never killed anyone and almost always had to be escorted by a bodyguard wherever she went. In a world where it was kill or be killed, that was downright pathetic and stupid, but no matter the urging or training, she'd never done it. She was just lucky that most didn't consider it worth it to attack either Frisk or Chara anymore. It never ended well for them. They'd been fine targets when they'd been young, human souls just there for the taking, but with the royal family taking a shine to them, adopting them protecting them, it had quickly become clear anyone who touched them would be horribly punished.
Not that there hadn't been attempts at first. She remembered only after a month of living there, the three of them had been out with a guard dog watching over them, only for a group of reptiles to jump them. She could still recall Frisk's screaming as she'd been grabbed, how Chara herself had tried to save her, only to get beaten within and inch of her life by the group. If it hadn't been for Asriel running back to get help, their time in the Undergound probably would have been cut very brief. She'd barely been conscious when Undyne had arrived. She'd torn through the monsters in seconds, spears coming down from the heavens and piercing every single one of them. Chara had just laid there, watching the dust blow by as she and Frisk were collected by the captain and taken home. She'd been awed by the power, wanted it, craved that kind of feeling of crushing her enemies and loathing the feeling she'd felt of being subdued so easily and being unable to protect her own sister.
When Undyne had suggested training the children to defend themselves, Chara had thrown herself into it and though Frisk grew into it, her own abilities seemed much more defensive in nature, often trying to talk down her training opponent or dodging around until they got tired. In her opinion, it was a downright pathetic way to handle battle, but then again so had her crying over the dead monsters that attacked her. She was just that damn innocent.
The teen girl groaned from where she sat and suddenly pulled her dagger from her boot. She really liked knives, and never went anywhere without one or two on her person. They were close, personal, letting her see the fear in her enemies eyes when she cut them down. She'd never been allowed to kill any of the soldiers when training, but when she'd expressed desire to move onto opponents she could hurt, prisoners from dungeons had been given to her for her to play with. It had been amazing fun, and she took to training more than her sister ever could, climbing her LV all the way to 13 in her years here. It wasn't the 20 her parents were both at, but it was a power she greatly enjoyed.
No one, no one at all, dared mess with Chara. They all knew better.
She sighed suddenly when she hurled the knife at the tree, watching it sink into the bark with a thunk. Maybe it was one of the reasons she'd been so bored lately. With Frisk running off so much, and Asriel always so busy with these lessons, it didn't give her much to do. She could have gone to Undyne to train, but honestly the woman was a nightmare. In a group, she mostly just forced them to exorcise or something like that, and even that was grueling, running laps until they collapsed or lifting weights for hours on end. One on one was even worse since it often led to sparring and while she didn't like to admit it, but there was a reason the fish monster was the captain of the guard. She was stronger than almost anyone, besides for the king and queen of course. Chara had fought her more times than she cared to count, and she had never won once. The captain never went easy on her, and most times it led to a broken bone or worse that took intense amounts of magic to heal. As bored as the princess was, she had no desire to get herself beaten up just for Undyne to get her ego stroked.
Standing up suddenly, she stalked over to the tree and yanked her knife out. If she was going to be here alone, she might as well practice. Pulling her foot through the leafs to mark a line to stand behind, she threw the knife again. Thunk, retrieve it. Thunk, retrieve it. The sound of it digging into the wood was methodical and soothing, letting her relax. It always felt better when she had a weapon in her hand, the smooth handle in her grip, letting her feel in control. It was reliable to her, a symbol of her strength, something she'd worked hard to earn.
She was just about to throw it again when she heard something that caught her attention, a loud giggle. Confused, she looked around. The house at the Ruins was really just a vacation home for the royal family. Most of the time it was entirely vacant. It was one of the reasons she'd come here, to be alone. No one else should be here.
Gripping her knife tightly, she went to the door and let herself in, glancing around. She didn't call out though, refused to give away her position just in case it was some kind of attack. No one had messed with her in years, but that didn't mean she wasn't constantly on guard. Her head whipped to the side as she heard something, this time not a giggle, but a harsh grunt. What in the world?
She crept up to the direction she heard the sounds coming from, going toward the kitchen. Peaking around the corner though, what she saw made her immediately relax. Just Frisk and her stupid bodyguard, and it looked like they were just eating.
The fat, stupid skeleton always hanging around Frisk had always annoyed Chara. He was lazy, pathetic and wimpy beyond belief. How he'd ever gotten from the station of a simple sentry to Frisk's personal guard was beyond her. Frisk must have found his lousy puns and overall attitude amusing in some way, since she'd been the one to request him when she'd been a child. She herself found it pathetic Frisk even still needed a bodyguard at their age, especially one like him. After all, she had gotten rid of hers when she'd only been twelve, but little, tiny LV 1 Frisk would probably always have to be taken care of.
She was just about to step out from behind the archway to the kitchen to announce herself when what she saw caused her to stop dead in her tracks.
"Sans, please," Frisk laughed as she leaned into him. "Please, give it to me."
"alright, sweetheart. since you asked for it so nicely," he chuckled darkly before he scooped a digit into one of the bowls on the counter. There were three in total but she couldn't see the contents from where she was hidden until he pulled it out and large glob of white whipped cream rested there. Her eyes widened though when Frisk opened her mouth and took his phalanges into her mouth, sucking gratefully. Oh for the love of god, there were spoons right in the drawer! "shit… sweetheart, you must be hungry."
"I am… oh, I'm so hungry," she moaned as she gripped his jacket sleeve to keep his hand right where it was, licking it all over, her tongue sweeping over the thin bones. Chara could only stare, starting to get the feeling this wasn't lunch she was interrupting. Her suspicions were only confirmed when Frisk pulled Sans into a kiss which he all to eagerly gave into. It was weird looking to her, no lips on the skeleton for Frisk to even kiss, her affection placed on his teeth before something peeked out of his mouth, long and red. W-was that a tongue?!
It had to be, the way Frisk reacted, immediately taking it into her mouth and sucking on it eagerly. Her whole manner was needy, rubbing her body against the skeleton like some kind of whore. Chara wanted to say something, to step out from her hiding spot and yell at the pair, but something kept her rooted where she was. She'd never seen anything like this before, not even with their parents. They were affectionate of course, cuddled and kissed, but nothing like this in front of their children. This was lewd, weird and it made Chara felt funny and uncomfortable as she watched it.
She had to cover her mouth to keep herself silent as she gasped when Sans suddenly jerked Frisk's knee up. In nothing but a sweater, skirt and leggings, the sudden action showed off her womanhood clear as day. She… she wasn't even wearing panties! It made her sister burn with rage, but it seemed Sans liked it from the way he chuckled darkly and started to lick at Frisk's throat, who didn't push him away, but only moaned in response.
"Am I a good girl?" she panted. "I did as you told me to."
"oh yeah. you're a very good girl," he replied before he suddenly plunged his phalanges inside of her. She cried out and Chara couldn't blame her, since that couldn't be comfortable. The way she wiggled made it look like she was trying to get away from them, but she only threw her head back and keened.
"More! Oh Sans, please! Harder!" she cried out, hugging him close to her body.
"nngh, fuck, sweetheart. we only just started," he hissed out. "damn, you pretty little slut. get on the floor. i think i better teach you to think about your needs a little less and mine a little more."
Chara's anger flared at that. How dare he?! Frisk was royalty! There was no way she was going to… get right on her knees just like she'd been told to, a big smile on her face. She could hardly believe it. Her sister had always been meek and too kind, but this was ridiculous. She looked downright happy as Sans pulled his shorts down and exposed himself, but there was more than just bone there. A fat, thick cock was there, glowing red and just floating right off of the front of his pubis bone. Chara nearly gasped when Sans grabbed another bowl and tipped it over, heated chocolate pouring right over him and starting to creep over his member out to fall on the floor. Before it could happen though, Frisk darted forward. Her tongue dragged along the underside of him, doing her best to keep any from dripping off, though it mostly succeeded in making her a mess as she lewdly licked at him without an ounce of shame.
It was that time that Chara fled. She just couldn't watch anymore, and for some reason the courage to go into the kitchen and confront them had long since left her. She couldn't bare to see her sister like that, and she had a feeling the two of them had just spoiled chocolate for her forever. She ran all the way down to the stairs of the Ruins, not stopping until she'd gotten all the way out and into the snow covered woods. Bending over and panting hard, her chest heaved and her face burned but from not such a short run.
The princess was eighteen years old, and thus knew what sex was. Her education hadn't been lacking on that point and when she'd started to grow up, Toriel had taken it upon herself to educate the twins about how their bodies would change as they grew older. She hadn't been much interested herself and had mostly been bored through such lessons, stabbing at her desk with her knife as their mom urged her to pay more attention. She'd found such things kind of stupid, especially since the queen had been a little lacking on how exactly human bodies worked. She'd been supplied some books by the scientists of the Core but considering half of them were outdated beyond belief, some of them dating back decades before the twins had even been born, they hadn't been much help in the long run.
There was no way she'd ever have been confused on what was going on though, that was for sure. Even if getting into fights and threatening monsters was much more interesting to her, there was no way she was some naive child. What surprised her was that her sister could do such a thing. She'd always seemed so innocent, so demure and shy, and yet there she'd been just letting him do all those things to her. There hadn't been an ounce of shame in her, as if she was already used to such treatment. It had seemed almost practiced, the two of them kissing like experts.
She shivered, the images refusing to leave her mind. Groaning, she rubbed her eyes with her palms, trying to forget it. She probably would kill to get the thought of her sister doing such things out of her hand, yet the more she tried, the more she couldn't help but think about it. Questions kept popping into her head, making her wonder about it.
She barely knew anything about Sans, besides his station and the fact he was one of the few skeletons left in the Underground. Just him, his brother and father as far as she knew. He was a lazy bum and had been a sentry since they'd arrived in the Underground, at least until Frisk had asked for him to be her watcher. She was always laughing with him, hugging him and hanging out with him but Chara had never figured they'd been like this. Hell, they'd only been ten when Frisk had first met him, following him around like a baby chick while he'd cursed at her to leave him alone.
So it means obviously his opinion of her had changed and that the old freak was clearly taking advantage of a girl much younger than him. How old even was he anyway? God, he was probably after her because of her station, the sick asshole. Well, maybe not. He had zero ambition after all, and couldn't want her because she was a princess. Maybe he was just some kinky bastard that liked teenaged girls or had seduced her as a joke. Obviously Frisk was too naive to know what he was really after, and he was taking advantage of her.
She was so angry, she spun right back around to go back into the Ruins. Obviously something had to be done about this. He was just begging to be turned to dust.
However, just as she was about to go storming right back to where she'd come from, she hesitated. Right now, they'd probably be right in the middle of it. As angry as she was, Frisk was her sister. She'd be mortified to be seen like that and honestly Chara didn't know if her bravery would stand up to that kind of situation. She'd never been involved in this kind of thing before and honestly, she was sure if she interrupted and started yelling accusations, Frisk would just try to mediate between them or something. No way would she just let her sister kill him.
She crossed her arms over her chest and tried to think it over. It wasn't going to do her any good to go back now. Whatever they were doing, she'd have to find out about it later. She'd confront Frisk alone, force her to spill the beans and then figure out what to do about it afterward. For now though, there was no way she could let herself go back there.
Instead, she decided to just go ahead and make her way back to New Home. It was late and her plans to sleep at the Ruins were pretty much up in smoke. Heck, Frisk would probably be taking one of the bedrooms and…
"No, bad thoughts! Bad thoughts!" she yelled, slamming her fist into her forehead. She did not need to even think about that.
Her face felt horribly warm and her insides felt like they were squirming and writhing like snakes underneath her skin. Just the idea of what her sister could be doing made her feel weird, and she forced herself to start walking away. The snow crunched underneath her boots as she walked away from the large stone structure and out into the woods, curling her arms around herself. She wasn't even watching where she was going, just following the path by memory. She'd walked it more than enough times to know the way after all.
"PRINCESS?"
Chara looked up suddenly at the sound of the harsh voice. Only a few paces from her was probably the last person she would have wanted to see. A skeleton, tall and lean in black and red armor, spiked in a fashion even she found too ridiculous to be intimidating. Papyrus looked down at her, curiosity in his expression as she glared at him.
She knew even less about him than she did his brother. He was never around the castle much and she'd never seen him at the capital for anything other than business, despite being the second in command just under Undyne. Like his brother, his home was in Snowdin and his job was just keeping an eye on the sentries that worked there, rather pathetic considering his position. She didn't know the exact details on why he was stuck with such a job but his general hatred of Undyne and his constant talk how he deserved better had given her a theory that the captain had decided he was better off far away from anywhere he could cause trouble. Not to mention of course the hungry look in his eyes whenever he looked her way, no doubt one of the several monsters who wanted her or Frisk's soul. If there had ever been any official treachery in the past than she didn't know about it, but it wasn't the kind of thing she'd put past him. What she did know about him, he was the type that always wanted more. She was sure he could have been king and find that unsatisfying somehow.
Of course, she didn't really care much about any of that, and it wasn't why she was glaring at him. The simple fact that she'd just seen his brother shoving his dick into her own sister's face is what was making her seethe as she looked up at him. It was petty to be angry at him by association, but Chara had never liked him at all anyway and he was an easy enough target.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING OUT HERE IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE BY YOURSELF?" he asked.
"Get the hell out of my way," she snapped at him.
"WHAT?" he growled, obviously not liking her tone.
"You heard me," she said. "I'm busy right now. It's none of your business what I'm doing out here."
"NOW LISTEN HERE, YOU LITTLE BRAT-" he snapped as he reached out to grab her. Her eyes widened in surprise and she reached for her knife, but he was faster, grabbing her wrist and shoving her hard. She cried out as her back was slammed up against a tree, the cold bark digging into her even through her clothing. "YOU SHOULD WATCH WHO YOU TALK TO THAT WAY, PRINCESS."
Chara didn't know why, but the way he whispered that last word made her feel uncomfortable. It wasn't so much the pain, though the way he was pinning her did hurt. Both of her wrists were gripped by his gloved hand, held up above her head, his other around her throat but not squeezing. She wasn't unused to being manhandled, often getting into fights, though this had been the first time in a long while it hadn't been Undyne tossing her around like a rag-doll. It was almost like he was mocking her, that her status would do nothing to protect her from him.
However, he didn't do anything, just staring at her. He was taller than her by a good foot and had to lean over to look her in the eyes with his own red pinpricks inside of his skull. Something about the way he was so quiet made her feel strange and she blamed what she'd seen earlier for the cause. Clearly it was affecting her if she was feeling so out of it and had put on such a bad show of defending herself as she had just now.
For a while, neither of them said anything. He just continued to stare at her and she had no idea why. If he'd wanted to kill her, he would have by now and she knew it. However, he did nothing but look, and she felt herself grow disconcerted under his gaze. It was the same hungry look he always gave her whenever he was nearby, and she started to squirm as her arms ached from her position.
"Let me go," she said, her tone not as firm as she would have liked, but luckily not wavering either. "Now."
"ODD TO SEE YOU OUT HERE WANDERING AROUND ALONE," he mused. "YOU ALWAYS HAVE THE PRINCE WITH YOU."
"Yeah, well he's busy."
"AND YOU DECIDED TO GO OUT ALL ALONE?"
"I can do whatever I damn well please, skeleton," she shot back, her tone as sweet as honey. Now that she was getting over her surprise, it was a lot easier to think clearly. There was no way he'd harm her, knowing what the consequences would be and she had a feeling he was just trying to scare her. Sadly for him, it wasn't going to work. "I'm not a child, and if I feel like taking a walk I don't need a scumbag like you telling me otherwise. Now let me go if you know what's good for you. After all, we wouldn't want you to get in any trouble with Undyne, now would we?"
To her satisfaction, he actually released her and backed up several paces. At least he could take orders, or threats as the case might have been. Rubbing her wrists, she was glad they didn't seem to be bruised even if they did throb a bit. He hadn't needed to squeeze her so hard, the jerk.
"IT'S NOT SAFE FOR YOU TO BE IN THE WOODS BY YOURSELF, PRINCESS. ANYONE COULD COME OUT TO TRY AND HURT YOU. THERE HAVE BEEN GANGS ROAMING THE AREA LATELY. DO YOU EVEN KNOW WHAT THEY'D DO TO SOMEONE LIKE YOU?" he asked.
"Die horribly and wither to dust when they tried to touch me," she stated with a smile.
"CUTE ATTITUDE, PRINCESS, BUT I THINK YOU'LL FIND IT SAFER TO TRAVEL IN NUMBERS. YOU'RE LUCKY THAT I, THE GREAT AND TERRIBLE PAPYRUS FOUND YOU INSTEAD," he informed her. "IT'S TOO LATE FOR YOU TO TRAVEL BACK TO THE CAPITAL TONIGHT. YOU WON'T EVEN BE THERE BY MORNING. COME, I'LL TAKE YOU TO SNOWDIN."
"I'm not going anywhere with you," she replied with a flick of her hair. "I can get there just fine on my own, thank you."
"IF YOU'RE GOING THERE ANYWAY, WHAT'S THE HARM IN ME ESCORTING YOU? UNLESS YOU FANCY TRYING TO MAKE ME STAY BEHIND BY FORCE? I'D LOVE TO SEE THAT," he replied.
The young woman snarled at him for a moment before she sighed and shrugged as if she didn't care. She was on guard now, and there was no way she was going to let him go and pin her again so effortlessly, but that didn't mean kicking the crap out of him was going to be easy either. If there was one thing she'd heard about the skeleton second-in-command it was that he was powerful and ruled his post with an iron fist. So she could either stand here and fight him, win or lose it would be a waste of time, or she could get back to the village and go into the inn to get warm. It was either that or head back into the Ruins, and that was the last place she wanted to be.
"Oh alright, fine. Just don't waste my time. You better be able to keep up with me, cause you're not escorting me. We're just both going back to Snowdin is all, and if anyone asks otherwise than I'll-"
"ENOUGH. JUST GET WALKING, PRINCESS."
She glowered at him before she set off at a brisk pace, hearing him laugh behind her but she did her best to ignore it. She had been in a foul mood all day and the last half hour or so had not helped in the slightest. She just wanted to get the hell back home, see Asriel and yell at her stupid sister for getting herself involved in something so infinitely stupid as fucking a skeleton of all things. Really, what did she even see in a fat, lazy guy like that anyway? How the hell did skeletons even have things like tongues and…
Chara made a face and decided she didn't want to think about it, especially since his brother was so close. Though she did glance at him a couple times despite herself. His leather armor looked tight around him, but not in the way it should have looked on bone. There should have been nothing there at all, and the bone that was exposed didn't show anything like flesh. Was it magic? She'd never even thought about it but now that she considered it, Gaster was much the same. Clothed, his body looked completely normal, pants, lab coat and all. It should hang off him like rags but instead it seemed oddly normal looking on him.
That was enough thinking about bodies of skeletons, that was for sure. It wasn't something she'd ever been curious about, and she didn't want to start now. Instead she trudged along in the snow at as fast a pace as she could manage, ignoring the one right behind her. She felt a stab of irritation he kept up so easily, but really what should she have expected? He was taller than her and probably less than half her weight. Of course he had no issues with the snow. Part of her had worried that he would have tried to make small talk with her on their way to Snowdin, but he stayed thankfully silent. She didn't even know why he was doing it. Maybe he expected some kind of promise from her to mention this to her parents or Undyne, a feather in his cap or something. Yeah right. Like she owed him any favors.
"WHAT?" he snapped suddenly as they approached the rope bridge that would lead to the village and she'd glimpsed another look back at him over his shoulder, wondering if he had a tongue too beyond his jagged teeth.
"What?" she asked him, quickly facing back forward as if she hadn't looked at all.
"YOU KEEP LOOKING AT ME. WHY ARE YOU DOING THAT?" he stated. "NOT THAT I CAN BLAME YOU! I AM VERY AWE INSPIRING!"
"Nothing," she said with a roll of his eyes. How into himself could this guy be? If she showed him a mirror he'd probably start making out with it. "I just don't think I've ever seen a skeleton up close before like this."
"WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT? MY BROTHER IS YOUR SISTER'S PERSONAL PROTECTOR. HE SHOULD BE AROUND ALL THE TIME."
Shit.
"Well, I guess I just don't pay attention to losers," she said with a shrug. "Not like he's worth looking at anyway."
For a second he didn't answer her and she wondered if she said something wrong before he just muttered a simple, "I SEE." It was a lack luster response, but she didn't want to continue the conversation anyway or admit the real reason she'd been staring at him so she just continued on along the bridge. It was an absolute blessing to be back in town and she turned suddenly to the skeleton, hands on her hips.
"I'm going to the inn now. I suggest you get back to your station before you get in trouble," she said in a sickeningly sweet tone. "Want to be a good boy for the captain, don't you?"
"YOU'RE PUSHING IT, PRINCESS."
"Uh huh. Whatever. Ta," she said before going to the double jointed building that was both the grocery store and the inn. She didn't have enough cash for a room, but a promise that her parents could be billed was all she needed to say in order to secure a place to sleep and she happily went upstairs in order to collapse onto the bed. Staring up at the ceiling, she wondered what she was going to do about this situation she'd stumbled upon.
Really, just what had her sister been thinking? Was she an idiot? The Underground, as much as she loved it, was a dangerous place. Putting herself in that position was just asking to be taken advantage of. At least it answered the question why she'd picked such a loser to be her protector despite his obvious lack of qualifications, and where she'd been going lately.
Wait, he'd been watching over her for years. Had this been going on this whole time? She made a face as she thought of the possibility. She'd like to think even Sans wasn't that sick. They'd only turned eighteen last month, and that had been when Frisk had started to disappear. It didn't do much to make her feel better, but at least he'd waited until she'd been legal. If he hadn't though, she was going to make sure she cut his dick off before anything else, the asshole.
One thing was for sure, Chara had to do something to put an end to this. No way was she going to allow something like this to continue to her innocent sister.
End of Chapter 1
I actually found it a little hard to write Chara, mostly because I've never been able to pin her character down too well. So little of her is shown in the game. You get the impression of a really creepy and disturbed kid, one that wants to end the world just because she can. Even in the videos where she's talking to Asriel, she just doesn't seem quite right in the head. On the other hand, she has a downright friendly smile and seems to be nice enough to be best friends with him and charismatic enough to convince him to go along with a plan of suicide and becoming a god. I've kind of figured on her being very bitter and angry inside, but with a sweet if somewhat mocking persona on the outside. I'm not sure if I balanced it well or not, but again since she's a character you see so little of, it's really hard to base it off anything but my own perception of her.
In any case, let me know what you think. All reviews are welcome.