UnderKink (Pacifist): Chapter 1: Fallen Down

Frisk awoke on a bed of flowers in a cavern deep underground, light filtering through the hole that they had fallen through.

"Do you mind?" An annoyed voice said, "You're lying on my grave."

"Huh?" Frisk asked, bolting upright, "Who said that?"

"I did," the voice continued, "Up here, to your left."

Frisk followed the voice's directions until they saw an ethereal human who looked similar to Frisk, but with lighter hair and in a green virgin-killer sweater floating not too far away. Judging from their figure and makeup, Frisk got the impression that the apparition was female in nature.

"Who are you?"

"The one who saved your dying ass," the woman said, crossing her arms, "You're welcome."

"What do you mean?"

"What do I mean? Really? I mean that you fell down, landed on the rose bush that marks my grave," she pointed, "and started bleeding out. I woke up, saw what the ruckus was, and possessed you."

"Oh," Frisk replied, not really sure how they should be taking all of this, "Thanks?"

"Don't thank me yet," the woman sneered, "If I had had my way, I'd be the one in control of your body. But as it is, the most I could manage was a half-assed resurrection. So you're now a…zombie, I guess? And the price is that we're stuck together for the rest of our unnatural lives. Not the way I planned to spend eternity, but it beats…the alternative."

"I…see," Frisk said, "Well, whatever your intentions, I owe you for saving my life; and if we're to spend eternity together, then I suppose that I should introduce myself," they continued as they rose to their feet, "My name is Frisk, what's yours?"

The woman glared at Frisk with her crimson eyes for a moment as if she were sizing Frisk up before replying, "Chara."

"Nice to meet you Chara," Frisk smiled, "And if you don't mind me asking, are you a boy or a girl?"

"Are you blind?" Chara looked taken aback, "I'm obviously a woman! I'd think that you'd know, given that you have some pretty decent knockers, yourself!"

"A-actually," Frisk blushed, "I'm a…hermaphrodite."

Silence. Then, "You're kidding, right?"

"N-No! Not at all!" Frisk replied, "I was born with both sexual organs, fully functional!"

"Prove it," Chara said with an evil gleam in her eyes.

"B-but…," Frisk blushed even more profusely.

"Aw, don't worry," Chara waved her hand nonchalantly, "Only one person comes way out here, and she's not due for a while yet, so no one's going to see you exposing yourself."

"W-well…," Frisk mulled the option over for a moment, "Okay."

"Sweet," Chara smiled mischievously as Frisk undid their hot pants for Chara to see.

"Holy shit," Chara's jaw dropped after she took a couple of minutes to look, floating this way and that to view Frisk's private area from several angles, "You weren't kidding!"

"I definitely want your body now!" Chara said, trying to grip Frisk by their shoulders. In a weird way, Frisk could actually feel her do it, "C'mon, swap places with me!"

"I…," Frisk said as they pulled their shorts back on, "I really don't want to, sorry."

"Seriously?" Chara pouted, which looked brattier on her than it did cute, "Man, what a drag!"

"S-sorry…," Frisk said, "I've been given this second chance, and I don't wanna waste it, you know? Not many people are fortunate enough to be…uh, haunted? I guess?"

"No, it's okay," Chara replied as she flew off dejectedly, "Just don't go hogging all the fun to yourself, okay?"

"Uh, okay," Frisk sighed, "What should we do now?"

"Well," Chara shrugged while they drifted in midair, "Unless you're comfy lying in a rose bush until you decompose entirely, might I suggest the only road leading into the ruins?"

Chara pointed lazily, and Frisk looked to where she was pointing to see an archway leading into someplace dark.

Well, nothing ventured, nothing gained, Frisk thought before walking themselves into the unknown.