The Tale of Frisk Deemurr

By: Fammy

.:. Prologue.:.

It had been a long day for her. After everything that had happened to her in the last few years she finally found some peace and quiet. It wasn't like she was looking for it- it just found her.

Her life up to age ten wasn't all sunshine and buttercups. She didn't have parents who hated her nor a difficult life. She was loved. That much she remembered. But, her life had changed when she accidentally fell into Mount Ebbot.

It had happened one night nine years ago. Her family- mother dad, brother and herself went camping on that mountain. There had been rumors about the rare occurrences where children ended up missing. The forest rangers were on duty that night, as it was a starless night. It was a talk among rangers that weird things happened on starless nights. Mostly children of families that camped there would end up missing. The last one that disappeared, was eight-teen years prior.

That night her and her brother had been running around in the dark, much to her parents dismay. Then one thing led to another and she fell into the Underground. At first she was alone and afraid. She couldn't see. Dust had settle into her eyes...

She shook her head. That night and the next few days changed her life forever. She had learned that magic and monsters were real. She couldn't wait to go back to the surface with her newfound friends and tell the world about them! Reality struck when she finally broke the barrier and made it to the surface. It was hard at first, but she found out she was dead. Her family had mourned her. And with no where to go she began her life anew with her monster friends- Toriel and Asgore had taken her in.

It had taken her awhile to get use to her new life. She was valedictorian of her all human high school. After high school she enrolled in college putting the monster ambassador on the back burner. She wanted to focus on her grades.

Today was her first day back at Ebbot Community College. She had taken a break over the past year to save up some money to go back to college. Now, she was running late because she forgotten to set her alarm clock. She left her apartment with only an hour to get to her destination, and had to take the bus. Of course there were other methods to get to her college, but she didn't think that far ahead. She never did honestly.

As soon as she gotten to the school, she had bumped into someone. She fell backwards and onto her bum. He was a few years younger than her she figured. He had short brown hair and soft ruby eyes. He wore a short sleeve shirt that was a mixture of yellow green. And dark brown pants.

"I'm sorry." she said.

He looked up at her. Her brown hair was tied up in a messy pony-tail. She wore a baby long sleeve shirt. Her purple skirt was a bit short, but not to short. He smiled.

"That's okay," he said.

He helped her up. As he did she finally got a good look at him. She had missed him for the past nine years. As he let go he looked at her. She was shocked. Never in her wildest dreams she would think she would meet her brother again.

"Chara?"

He looked her. More liked stared at her. He wondered how she knew his name. He had a lot of questions, but he couldn't asked her. Instead, he quickly wrote down his name and cell number on a loose piece of paper that he had quickly grabbed from his backpack.

"We can talk later." he said as he gave her the sheet. Then he ran off.

She blinked, and looked down at the paper:

Chara Tompson

Cell 235-9054

She smiled. She would be sure to call him later. She had missed her brother deeply. She dreamed of her family- the ones that she missed deeply. She never thought to reach out to her family all those years ago. She had tried, but her parents had shut her out. Poor Chara probably had no idea about it. She remembered calling her old phone number.

"Hello?" a ten year old child said into her ancient cellpone.

"Hi! Whose this?"

"Mom. It's me Frisk." the little girl started.

Tears could be heard on the other side of the phone, and Frisk wondered why she was crying. She tried again, being the determined ten year that she was. "Mommy don't cry. I'm sorry for making you worry about me."

The next sentence that was uttered from her mother made a mark on the young girl's heart.

"I don't know who put you up to this. But, my daughter is dead. Please don't call again."

Wiping a tear away, she finally decided it was time to get to her Math class, albeit she would be a bit late. As she sat down, after the teacher handed her the syllabus for the semester; her mind began to wander again. She worked hard to get where she was today. She wondered if her parents would be proud of her. She wondered if she should try to reach out to them again. She missed her mom's cooking. Nothing could compare her mother's cooking to her adoptive mother's cooking. Living with her monster family made her realized that she should never take anything for granted. She had then noticed Chara was staring at her.

He was waving his hand in front of her.

"Hey," he said. "Your late," he whispered as if not to get caught by their teacher.

She only nodded. "You look really familiar. Have we met?"

"You might have seen me on television," she answered honestly. While this might have been true, she hadn't been on television since senior year of high school. Her last appearance to the press had been two weeks before Senior finals had taken place. She closed her eyes remembering her speech. She was nervous.

What if she was needed?

What if there was backlash between humans and monsters?

She looked at Chara again sheepishly. In her speech she had told rhe world she was going to take a few years off to focus on her studies. She wanted to study to become a better ambassador.

A heartbeat passed. She wanted to tell him no. She wanted to tell him she never met him. But, she couldn't. She would have to wait. Just then the bell rung and she slipped out of the class as fast as she could her heart beating twice as fast. But he was right on her tail.

"Hold up!" he called.

She spun around and saw a look of recognition flash through his eyes.

"Frisk! Is that really you?" he excitedly asked.

Dumbfounded, she nodded. He hugged her. Tightly. When he broke the hug he looked at her, a goofy smile on his face.

"We should probably talk later. When do you have some free time?" he asked seriously.

She thought for a minute. After school she was suppose to got to her job. She worked at Grilby's which was not to far from the college. It wasn't a fancy job, but it had help with rent and tuition. She thought for a moment.

"I can call someone to cover my shift later at my job." she said unsure if she really could.

Chara nodded patiently. "Good. I'll meet you in the cafeteria at 3?" he asked.

She thought about it. She had a lab today. "It would have to be at 3:30."

Chara nodded and went on his way. She knew her brother would have a lot of questions. She hoped she could answer them all.

At exactly three-thirty she walked into the cafe happy that all her classes were done. Just minutes before she had called a colleague at work to cover for her. She didn't want to miss work, but she felt that this was important. She scanned the cafeteria for her brother and when she found him she had begun walking towards him.

He looked up at her as she pulled a chair out from under the table to sit down.

"Hey," she spoke softly. Her heart had been rapidly thumping in her chest. She was afraid. Afraid of what he might ask. She decided to start out with a few questions of her own: 'how have you been?', 'how are mom and dad?'.

Chara frowned. "After you disappeared. Dad had taken a turn for the worse.," he paused watching Frisk. She closed her eyes , and remembered her dad had cancer. The next thing she wanted to ask, she couldn't. "He died a year later, " Chara whispered, tears spilling from his eyes. "It was like he was giving up. Mom was so heartbroken."

Frisk looked down at the table. And, Chara reached out for her hand. We tried to hold on hope that you were still alive- dad and I. I didn't know what was going on at the time. I was so young. And, when I was old enough to understand. It was too late. After dad died, mom started meeting guys at the bar- at least that's what Aunt Sheryl told me. She tried looking out for me- eventually gaining custody of me. Mom didn't care. I mean how could she? You were gone, Dad had passed on? It makes me wonder, was that camping trip we taken all those years ago a chance for them to see the error of their ways?"

She still hadn't look up. She stared deeply at the table. She tried to remember her parents relationship. But, being so young at the time she couldn't remember. That or they were excellent in hiding their broken relationship in front of their children.

"I- I had no idea. I always thought, no hoped I would see Mom and Dad again. I can't remember them fighting. Honestly, I thought that camping trip was because of my good grades," she sadly smiled. "I never knew mom and dad had their issues. But, I guess in retrospect it kind of makes sense." She stood up. He watched her carefully.

"There are things I need to tell you- I think you'd like to know what I've been up to these pass nine years. I can't do it here," she motioned the cafeteria of their college. He understood and nodded. He stood up and followed her out of the building.

"As you may know it's not a secret that I'm an ambassador to the monsters in the world today," she spoke quietly. He nodded. "How-?"

"I can't tell you here Chara. We'll go back to my apartment."

[a/n] I'll end it here for now. This will probably be based on multiple prompts. TBC next week... R+R! :D

-famksantiago