~Asriel~
Before any of us realized it, the sun had gone down.
"Yo, I gotta head home!" Monster Kid said suddenly, looking up.
"Me too. Thanks for playing with us Asriel!" Dogi said.
We waved goodbye as we parted ways.
Humming, I opened the back door, wiping my feet on the welcome mat.
"Mom?" I called.
"Asriel?"
"I'm here mom." I replied, heading into the kitchen.
"Did you have fun, my child?" Mom asked.
"Yeah! They wanna play again tomorrow, too."
"I'm sure we can arrange that." Mom replied.
She hesitated before continuing.
"And... your father lives just down the road. We would simply continue using the schedule we are using with Frisk, but... we figured it would be best to see if you would like to spend at least a night with him before doing so..."
Her face looked torn.
It was clear she didn't want me to go over there, but... I did want to see Dad.
"...I'll spend the night at dad's tonight." I said after a few quiet minutes.
Mom nodded. She looked sad, but didn't say anything about it.
"Let me know when you are ready to go." She said.
I nodded.
We left about fifteen minutes later; Mom had let me know that Frisk had clothes over there as well, so I wouldn't need to take any with me.
We walked the short path down to Dad's home.
Mom knocked on the door, and Dad answered after a moment.
"Oh uh.. Good evening, Toriel." He said, rubbing the back of his neck.
"I wasn't expecting you to come over, in all honesty..."
He continued sheepishly.
"well, Asriel wanted to spend the night with you before we went to the normal schedule." Mom said.
"Try not to stay up too late, alright my child?" She told me. "You have school in the morning, and I wouldn't want you to be falling asleep halfway through class."
She planted a kiss on my forehead, and left.
"Class?"
I asked, confused.
"Hm? Oh, did Toriel forget to tell you? She's taking you with her to school tomorrow. I'm surprised she's letting you stay over here tonight."
He opened the door wider, motioning for me to come inside.
"Don't want you catching a cold, now do we?" He laughed.
We went inside, and Dad led me to his dining room.
"I'll apologize now, I'm really nowhere near as good of a chef as your mother." He said.
"I uh... mostly just eat easy to make things..."
"That's okay. I haven't eaten anything but dirt and chocolate in a while."
"Dirt? That doesn't sound good."
"As a flower, it was okay. Mostly because I didn't really eat it as much as...drink...it?"
"I suppose flowers don't eat."
A timer dinged, and Dad darted into the kitchen.
He came back a moment later, holding a pan.
"I... tried to make a quiche? It... looks like it held together..." he said, setting it on the table.
Dinner was awkward. Neither of us really knew what to say.
"So...have you seen any movies recently?" He asked.
"... I haven't seen a movie ever dad." I told him.
"Ah, right..."
We finished dinner up, and we took care of the dishes.
"Well... normally Frisk and I would watch a half a movie before bed... Is that something you would like to do?" He asked.
"Sure."
"You go get your pajamas on, and I'll start it up."
I started to turn away, before realizing that I didn't know where anything was.
"Dad? Where's Frisk's room?"
"Oh! Right; It's the first bedroom on your right. The one on the left is mine."
He said, pointing down the hall from the kitchen.
I headed down to Frisk's room.
I pulled out the first set of pajamas that weren't duck print, and put them on.
I went back to the kitchen, and then headed into the room next to it.
"I think I figured it out..." Dad said, motioning towards the couch.
I flopped down on it as he pressed one more button.
The t.v screen lit up, casting a blue light over the darkened room.
Dad picked me up and set me on his lap.
"This is one of Frisk's favorites. Mine as well."
He said as it started up.
"Why doesn't she fall off? A broom doesn't seem like a safe ride."
I asked.
"well... it's magic." Dad shrugged.
"I don't think... there really is an explanation. Anyhow... We should be getting to bed. We can watch the rest next week, perhaps?"
Before I could answer, a yawn escaped my mouth.
Dad smiled.
"I suppose that answers my question." He said.
He shut the t.v off, and scooped me back up.
"Lets go tuck you in." He said, nuzzling me.
He toted me off to Frisk's room, and set me on her bed.
"Sleep well, my son."
"chara... we're gonna be there soon, huh?
One last thing together..."
I laid my siblings body down onto the carpet of golden flowers, trying to keep myself from crying.
I jerked my head back up as I heard a shout.
"LINDA, GET YOUR SWORD!" Someone else screamed, and I stood up.
"Good god, what the hell is that thing?"
My ears flicked back.
What was I doing wrong? I was just giving one last gift to my sibling.
"h...hello?" I called.
My voice came out deep, almost like a snarl. Not what I had intended.
"Go tell the chief that we've got one of those bastards down here! Let him know it killed some kid!"
I... what? I hadn't killed anyo- oh no.
They though I had killed Chara.
"This is a misunderstanding, I'm afraid." I said, stepping forward.
The newly amassed crowd of people all stepped back.
"S-stay back, m-monster!" A young boy shouted, shaking enough that the bucket on his head fell off.
He squeaked, and dove back into the crowd.
"Please; I don't want to hurt any of you! My... my sibling got sick, they... they died. I was fulfilling their last wish."
I took one more step forward, my arms outstretched.
"Pl-" My voice caught in my throat as someone threw a spear.
It caught me in the chest, staining my robe with sticky blood.
"Kill the beast!" Someone roared.
I sank down to my knees, tears welling in my eyes.
This wasn't what I had wanted.
I had just wanted to make Chara happy.
I woke up with a scream, falling off the bed.
I struggled against the blankets, trying and failing to breathe.
I heard a thump and loud foot falls before the door flew open.
The blankets were torn off of me, and someone picked me up, crushing me to their chest.
"Shh...shhshh it's okay frisk... it's all okay... it's all okay."
I hugged the person back, trying to calm down.
They carried me across the hall, and settled down in a bed, still holding me close.
I woke up a few hours later, wrapped up in a few layers of blankets.
This... was not the room I had fallen asleep in.
I wriggled out of the blanket cocoon, sitting down on top of the huge bed.
"Dad?" I called, hopping off.
The floor was cold.
I was tempted to curl back under the baking hot sheets, but I wanted to know where dad was.
"Daaaaad?" I called again, leaving the room.
Heard someone humming, I followed it back out to the kitchen.
"Dad?"
The humming stopped as I headed into the kitchen.
"Good morning Asriel."
Dad said.
He had a spatula in one hand, and he was wearing an apron.
"Would you like some breakfast? I'm well... trying to make pancakes." He rumbled, sheepishly laughing.
"Yes please." I said, sitting down at the table.
Setting his spatula down, Dad pulled another plate out of a cabinet.
He set it in front of me before going back to bring me a fork.
It wasn't long before the two of us had heaping stacks of slightly burnt cakes on our plates.
"Hey dad? Why was I in your bed this morning?" I asked after we had both eaten a few.
"Hm? I heard you screaming, so I figured something had scared you."
Oh. Right.
"...you called me Frisk last night."
"Did I? I suppose I'm used to Frisk having nightmares..."
Frisk had nightmares? She'd never told me.
"Are you alright with wearing Frisk's clothes for now? I think your mother is working on making you a new sweater, but that won't be done until later."
I nodded.
"Anything you need to know about school?"
"Uhm... no."
I knew Mom was going to be there, so I knew if I had any questions today I could just ask her.
"Lets go get ready then."
A/N here:
Aww heck I totally didn't forgot I'm posting this on multiple sites or anything omo
(I did sorry y'all.)
Anyhow... I have a week to write the next chapter .m.
What have I done by deciding to do a halloween chapter...
Reviews/Comments are appreciated!
Hope y'all have a wonderful week~
