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warning: PTSD. SELF-ESTEEM ISSUES. SELF-LOATHING. DEPRESSION.
Intermission - It's All Thanks to You
Frisk had been taking a walk outside when they had felt it.
A tug in their SOUL.
Confused, they clutched their shirt and pulled it a bit away so that they could peer onto their bare skin, checking for any injuries.
Nothing.
The skin was as usual. No new scars or anything that would indicate the source of the tug.
Another one.
Winching, they released their shirt and looked around, wondering if they are about to enter a FIGHT. But no one was around.
Baffled and worried, they went to sit at a base of a tree and closed their eyes, rummaging in their thoughts and memories for the source.
Just when they were about to dismiss the feeling, another tug was felt and this time something burned in the back of their throat. It felt as if they were crying.
But… they weren't sad, nor were they crying. They were alone. So what…
…Oh.
"Chara?"
It took a moment, but then sniffles were heard and they saw the ghost appear by them, curled into a ball and shaking.
Their eyes widened in concern and they circled their arms around the distressed specter.
"What happened? Why are you crying? Did I do anything?"
*No. I… I just… forget it… Chara looked away, cheeks burning in humiliation. *You weren't supposed to see it…
"But, Chara! I told you not to keep any secrets from me. Didn't we learn that secrets only ruin people? So please, tell me what's wrong."
Chara bit their lip and looked down, hair swishing forward to cover their face. They sighed and patted the ghost's head, sometimes brushing some hair back only to watch it fall back. They played with the hair for a while, letting Chara take their time until they were ready to talk.
"I will be here for as long as you need, Chara. I'm not going anywhere."
Chara curled tighter, nodding. They smiled and closed their eyes, resting their head on the other's shoulder.
They were just about to drift into sleep land when Chara shifted, probably thinking they were asleep since they were less guarded. They were glad that Chara kept out of their thoughts so they didn't find out.
*You're so amazing, Frisk… you had saved everyone… despite everything they have done to you. I… I screwed up so badly when I tried. I failed. I never should have thought that the prophecy was about me. My ego got too big and I just died for no reason and made my family suffer… I'm such a screw up… Such a useless effort…
They… they didn't know what to think. Chara never talked so much, or spoke out loud about their insecurities. They had to wrestle Chara's thoughts out of their companion so many times it was becoming a routine.
So hearing Chara speak so freely was a bit disconcerting and honestly? It made them feel guilty for not noticing their best friend's turmoil earlier.
So they just raised their arms and captured the startled specter in an embrace, shaking their head and giving a bright grin.
"That's not true, Chara. You're not a screw up. You helped me so much during my journey in the underground. I would have given up long before if it wasn't for you.
Besides, it was Asriel who broke the barrier, not them. And the one who made Asriel snap out of his apathy and depression was you. You were the one to share that memory with him, reminding him of his real self. So at the end of the day, the real hero was always you. I just walked."
Chara stiffened and then begun chuckling, throat constricted, clutching back at their shirt. *You wimpy idiot… stop acting asleep if you aren't… who said you are allowed to listen into people's monologues…?
"Chara… Sorry—"
Chara's arms tightened and nails dug into their skin, successfully shutting them off.
Chara growled. *Don't. You have no idea how much you did, didn't you? You died… over and over and over. Painfully, insanely painfully. Yet… yet you never… The ghost shook, face burrowing into their shoulder. *You never tried to hurt them… you thought it was a game until Toriel… but then she burned you and you screamed and screamed. I couldn't do anything but watch. I was so useless…
They smiled at that and patted the other's hair, humming reassuringly despite their heart clenching at the memory. They recalled Chara's terrified face when Toriel had killed them for the first time, the only clear thing sticking with them after so many LOADs.
For some sick reason, it grounded them. Gave them a way to stay sane.
Knowing there was someone who doesn't try to harm them. Who cared about them.
It was… relief.
"Mom! Please!" They cried, reaching their hands towards the aloof goat monster, who was looking through them while more fire attacks surrounded them.
Their face was numb, their chest burning and limbs heavy with pain. Burns littered their body. Their breath came in short raspy gasps, sweat evaporating the moment it emerged, leaving them bone dry and cracked. Soot covered their body, acting like lead by dragging them down.
They were so tired. They wanted to rest. They wanted this to be over.
They… they had so much fun in the RUINS. Exploring and meeting the monsters, FIGHTing with them in a playful manner and meeting Napstablook, who was just a sweetheart.
They died once or twice, but it was their mistakes so they brushed it aside.
But… but this wasn't a game. Their newly found mother was hurting them… they could die and have to deal with this again.
They didn't want to.
They were scared.
A warm hand was pressed to their shoulder as Chara murmured encouraging and soothing words, urging them to keep going. To keep living.
They nodded and tried once again to reason with their mother, rolling away from a second set of flames. They stood up, jolting and turning around when they heard Chara shout.
*Frisk, watch out—
Only for Chara to shout louder, reaching out for them too late, face contorted into the most anguished expression they had ever seen.
*NO!
A ball of flame hit the back of their neck and their mother gasped as the fire caught in their hair and burned their head.
They screamed as their health depleted almost excruciatingly slow.
"My child!" Toriel reached to heal them. But once again, too late.
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HP 0/20
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L O A D
*Stay determined… I'm sorry, Frisk... I never thought mom… Toriel would do this…
They opened their eyes to their bedroom in HOME. The pain was gone, leaving them strangely numb. They blinked owlishly and turned to the angry-faced ghost.
"Chara?"
*Frisk! The ghost jumped and rushed to them. They looked back then giggled. That had successfully made their companion grow red in the face and start yelling at them to stop laughing.
"But, Chara. You have never seemed so worried about me before. I'm supposed to be a wimpy after all, no?" They winked at the ghost.
Chara blanched and looked away, teeth gritted. *I don't… I don't want to lose someone close to me ever again. M-Toriel knows how to take care of herself so she's fine. I don't know about dad… Asgore, and I am kind of scared to find out…
If they can take care of themselves and Chara is afraid of losing someone else... "Did you have a sibling?"
Chara tensed.
Bingo.
They smiled and sat up, patting their new friend's shoulder.
"It's okay. Everything will be just fine, okay? I just need to talk some sense into Toriel. She doesn't want to hurt me after all. It was all an honest mistake."
*Fine… unless she is on board with that flower's damn catchphrase 'Kill or be killed'.
They nodded, bumping shoulders with Chara.
"As long as we keep determined, everything will work out just fine."
They were filled with DETERMINATION.
S A V E
And this marks the end of the intermission.
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my personal head-cannon is that despite going back after dying or doing a reset, that frisk's body is still growing so even after dying something the equivalent of a year, frisk's body will look older despite no time technically passing.
what do you guys think?
p.s. for those who didn't understand.
*something written - is chara talking.
something in bold - flashback