I am officially Undertale trash. Please send help... or at least toss me down a light or something. It's dark down here.
Toby Fox owns Undertale and all associated characters.
Frisk sat at a green lunch table outside the high school, overlooking the soccer field where several other teens were practicing. A chill October breeze swept by, and he gave a slight shiver, grateful for the red scarf Papyrus had given him two years ago.
He brushed his messy bangs out of his eyes and took a big bite of his snail pie, chewing slowly to savour the taste.
How could something so gross be cooked into something so good? Frisk was willing to bet it had to do with the amount of magic used in cooking Monster food. He couldn't imagine actually eating one of those gross slimeballs without his mother's prior preparation.
"Yo! Frisk!"
Frisk looked up to see Kid running up to him, wagging his head back and forth in his version of a wave. Frisk waved back, and finished off his slice just in time to see Kid trip on a rock and wobble dangerously before using his stiff tail to help regain his balance.
"Nice catch!" Frisk called to him, genuinely impressed. The armless Monster's balance had greatly improved over the years, and he didn't spend nearly as much time eating dirt as he once had.
Kid smiled widely, then ran over to sit himself down at the table across from Frisk, carefully maneuvering his legs over the bench to avoid falling. He was wearing a dark green shirt today, and there were quite a few crumbs on it, probably from whatever he'd eaten that day. It wasn't easy eating without any arms, that was for sure.
"How's it going, Frisk?" Kid asked.
"Good for now, at least. I've got math class after this, though…"
Oh, quit your whining. Chara said. Math's not that bad.
Maybe not for you, brainiac. Frisk grumbled. But some of us are good at things that aren't utterly boring and useless.
Kid gave a little shake of his head.
"Man, you really don't get on in that class, do you?"
"What can I say? I'm an incredibly handsome, charismatic young stud. I've gotta have some flaws, or else I just wouldn't be approachable."
Oh my god. Frisk grinned triumphantly while Chara buried her head in her hands and Kid let out a snort of laughter. Please just kill me now.
Before Frisk could reply, Kid spoke up again.
"Umm, hey, I was wondering… Could I talk to Chara?"
The girl's image raised its head from its hands, a quizzical expression on her face. Frisk had to admit he was curious as to why the boy would specifically request that.
Well, Chara? You want to take us for a spin?
I guess… Her reply was dubious at best, but Frisk closed his eyes and Chara rose up to take control, pushing him into the background of her mind.
As Chara's crimson eyes opened, Kid's smile widened.
"Yo! It's so cool how you do that, haha!"
Chara grinned despite herself.
"Well, you asked for me, and here I am. What'd you want to talk about?"
"Oh! Right! I wanted to know if you wanted to come over and hang out sometime."
Chara's heart started beating slightly faster. Frisk took note of it and his image frowned.
Chara? Are you feeling alright?
The girl ignored him and answered Kid casually.
"Yeah, I don't mind that. You do know I'm gonna have to drag this guy along for the ride though, right?"
Kid nodded enthusiastically.
"Yeah! Frisk's pretty cool too!"
"Almost as cool as he thinks he is." Chara replied wryly.
Hey!
Kid gave a short laugh, then asked,
"So, when would be a good time?"
Chara thought it over for a moment before replying.
"I don't know for sure yet; I'll have to ask Mom. How about this? When I get home, I'll talk to Mom about it and then I'll call you. How's that sound?"
"Yo! That's great! It's gonna be really cool, just wait and see!"
Chara smiled.
"That sounds great. But, you could have just asked Frisk that. Why'd you want to talk to me?"
"Well, I get to see Frisk almost every day. But… since he came back, I hardly get to see you anymore." He shrugged. "I kinda miss you."
Chara's heart skipped a beat and her eyes widened. Before she could say anything though, she was startled by the bell ringing. Kid leapt off the bench.
"Aw, man! I forgot I was supposed to talk to my science teacher! I'll talk to you later, Chara!"
And with that, he ran off. Chara stared after him for a moment, took a deep breath to calm herself, then closed her eyes and released her control.
Frisk blinked a couple of times, then grabbed his backpack and began walking slowly back towards the school building.
Are you alright, Chara? He asked concernedly. You were acting kinda weird back there. And why are we all sweaty now?
I'm fine. She mumbled.
Frisk frowned. He knew that Chara probably wouldn't tell him if she wasn't feeling well, that was just how she worked. But he'd never seen her react like that to anyone before. It was almost as if…
He stopped short as realization dawned. Seconds later, a big grin split his face.
Oh my god! You have a crush on Kid!
Chara flinched at his exclamation, then pulled herself upright and glared at him.
S-so what if I do? How's that any of your business?
Frisk began walking again, though the grin did not go away. Oh, he was going to have so much fun with this.
That's so adorable! Look at you, my little sister all grown up!
Little? I've been around for centuries longer than you have, brother.
Chara and Kid, sitting in a tree. K-I-S-S-
You do realize that if I were to kiss him, it would be using your lips, right?
Frisk paused, then scrunched up his nose at the idea.
Ew.
Hah! That shut you up quick, didn't it? Chara said smugly. But Frisk wasn't done yet.
I'm totally gonna tell Kid. He resumed his pace, rewarded by the sound of Chara squealing with rage.
Don't you dare!
So, hey Kid, turns out my sister wants you…
Frisk, if you so much as mention this to Kid, next time I spar with Undyne, I'm going to tell her her attacks are too slow.
Frisk stopped again.
You wouldn't.
I'll tell her that I've been taking it easy on her all this time.
Stop.
I'll tell her that a Moldsmal would be more of a challenge than her.
Alright! Alright! I give! Frisk resumed his pace, speeding up a little as he realized he'd been taking a lot longer than he'd meant to to get to class. Jeez, are you trying to get us killed?
So you won't say anything to Kid? Chara prompted.
I won't say anything to Kid. Frisk promised reluctantly. So… if my hands are tied, what are YOU gonna do about it?
Not really much I can do, is there? Chara muttered bitterly. It's just a stupid crush anyway, it'll go away soon enough.
No, carry the eight, carry- Screw it, let me do this!
Frisk had to suppress a grin as he gratefully slipped back down and let Chara take control. It really wasn't hard to get his sister frustrated enough to take over his math work, which he was grateful for. Not only did he not want to worry about those stupid equations, he also wanted the opportunity to grill his sister about her crush some more.
As Chara began scribbling furiously on her notebook, Frisk asked casually,
So… what got you interested in Kid in the first place?
Are you still going on about that? Chara retorted, not slowing in her task.
Was it his eyes? Frisk pressed dramatically. Can you get lost in them? Is it his endearing optimism? Do you want his bod?
We are so not having this conversation.
C'mon Chara, you can't just drop that you like one of my best friends and then give me nothing else!
You sound like a thirteen year old girl. Chara informed him derisively.
Well, I have had a girl in my head for the past three years. You pick up a few things.
Riiight. Because I totally talk like that. Now shut up, I'm trying to concentrate.
Don't be so modest, you know you can get through these things easy. You've already finished half the assignment!
Just… shut up. Chara was starting to sound more resigned than angry, and Frisk began to wonder if he hadn't pressed the issue too far. Still, he couldn't help himself from trying one more time.
Just one thing? And then I'll leave you alone about it, I swear.
Chara gave an exasperated sigh.
Fine. But just the one. Anything more, and I'll make sure you regret it.
Ominous. But Frisk plowed on before there was a chance Chara might take his teasing too seriously. Same as before. What made you start liking Kid in the first place? I didn't think you were interested in anyone!
Chara paused in her scribbling before answering.
He's the bravest Monster. She stated quietly. He stood up to Undyne for you. He stood up to me in the last timeline. And when you were gone, and everyone else was afraid of me, he wasn't. He came and made friends with me, while everyone else called me "Demon Child". She shrugged.
That's what made him stand apart from everyone else, anyway. If you've noticed, I don't exactly have a whole lot of experience with this kind of thing.
You have me as an example, don't you? I've dated a few girls since high school started, weren't you paying attention?
You called that dating? Chara snorted. It was all just you charming some girl into a sloppy kissing session behind a wall or something. I had to spend the whole time trying to ignore you.
Frisk felt a sudden pang of guilt. It had never occurred to him that he might have made Chara uncomfortable with the way he handled the few girlfriends he had had. He remembered her being especially quiet during those times, but she had never actually said anything about it to him.
I'm sorry. He said quietly.
Whatever. It's fine, I don't care. Chara's tone was all but screaming that she wasn't fine, and she did care.
Frisk wasn't sure what else he could do, so he dropped the subject and started trying to think of what he could do to make it up to her. One thing was for sure; somehow he would have to get her and Kid together.