Chapter 1
Down the Hole
You start off at a foster house for misfit children. What is your name? R.E.A.D.E.R. (Reader) really? This will be your name throughout the entire fan-fic, you can never change it.
You look at the screen insulted.
Okay your name is (Reader) good luck.
You hear that there's a new kid named Frisk who came to the house today. You wanted to go and greet them but you see that Jimmy and Hanna were teasing them.
"What are you a girl or a boy?" said Jimmy pulling Frisks hair.
Hanna sneered, "I bet he's a boy. He's not pretty enough to be a girl."
You see that Frisk is trying not to cry. They want to say something but it seems that they can't speak. They waved their hands in a pattern trying hard to communicate. You couldn't help but feel brave and try to help Frisk. "Hey you guys knock it off! This isn't cool." The two stair at you, scowling, they seem to not like you ruining their fun.
"Oh and what are you gonna do about it (Reader)? You wanna fight us?" Jimmy said puffing out his chest like he was ready to start trouble.
You thought Jimmy look dumb with his chest puffed out like that and couldn't help but crack a small smile. "Look why you wanna bother the new kid? They're already having a bad time you don't need to make them feel worse. Every kid who steps through that door has been through something. You two should understand that more than anyone. So just cut it out, okay. It just isn't right to pick on one of your own." After hearing what you had to say, Jimmy and Hanna felt bad about teasing Frisk. Hanna was to proud to admit she was wrong so she just scoffed in your direction and stormed out of the room but Jimmy apologized to Frisk and welcomed them to the house of misfits.
Frisk seem to appreciate the help you gave them. That entire day Frisk followed you around. You imagined that they were like a duckling following its mom, it was really cute. Frisk never spoke, they were always quiet and every time they wanted something they would make hand gestures and you seem to surprisingly understand but you don't question it. Because you and Frisk were so close your foster parents thought you could share rooms. You didn't seem to mind. The more you spent time with Frisk the more you felt something was off about them. You couldn't tell what it was but something just didn't seem right. You felt drawn to them like you had to protect them. You rationalized that this is just how an older sibling would feel for a younger sibling.
That night you were in bed asleep but you wake up to hearing small footsteps, then a door opening. You open your eyes to see no one there but the door was open. You thought, that was strange, the door couldn't have opened by itself. You look over to Frisks bed but they weren't there. You got up and looked out the window and saw a small figure heading for the woods towards the mountain.
(Reader) equips clothes.
After putting your clothes on you sneak down stairs and out the front door. You run in the direction Frisk was going hoping you would catch them before they got hurt. You were thinking that you should have caught up to them by now, after all they didn't seem to be moving very fast. It was really dark outside and oddly quiet for the woods. You couldn't find them and felt terrible so you went back home thinking on ways to break the news to your foster parents.
That morning you woke up and saw Frisk, in their bed. You kept thinking that the other night was just a dream. Although that was a really realistic dream. The day continued normally. Frisk being nice and following you around. Asking for things by gesturing and you helping other's understand what they're saying. That night when everyone was asleep Frisk left for the woods again. You always had your suspicions that the other night couldn't have been just a dream so you were prepared.
(Reader) equips flashlight.
You quickly followed them but again couldn't catch them in your slippers so you went back home hoping that Frisk would be in their bed by morning like before. That morning Frisk was back in bed and the day seemed fairly the same as yesterday. "Okay! Tonight I know I'll get them." the thought of keeping Frisk safe filled you with determination. The night came and Frisk left.
(Reader) equips flashlight and hiking boots.
You ran to the woods faster than you have before and finally caught up to Frisk. You see that they're standing over a large pit. You call out to them but when Frisk turned around they lost their footing and fell. You reacted without thinking and jumped in after them.
(Reader) has fallen.
