It was an early Saturday morning. Chara stared up at the ceiling,
having not been able to sleep much. The girl was tired, yes, but sleep
refused to come. There were dark circles under her eyes, and her
eyelashes felt like they were thorns as she blinked tiredly, making
her eyes sting.
Asriel was awake, surprisingly in his bed and staring intently at his paws. His fur looked a little glossy from a distance. The boy was murmuring something.
Chara turned over, gazing at him. "Azzy? You awake?"
The boy jumped, startled. When he regained his composure he started to speak. "Uh-huh" Upon closer inspection it seemed like sweat was giving the shine to the prince's fur.
Chara frowned, sitting up to look closer. "Why are ya all sweaty,
Azzy?" The young child asked.
"Um... just trying... stuff." He answered
She tilted her head. "Huh? What stuff?" Asked Chara, walking over to
her brother's bedside.
"Practicing magic." he murmured in response. "Don't tell mom." He added swiftly.
"You should be sleeping, though. Why you doing magic right now?!"
Chara demanded.
"Because." He answered fixating on his paw pad.
"Tell mee.." Chara whined, sticking her bottom lip out in a pout.
"D-Do you not trust me, A-Azzy?" The girl knew that she could easily
guilt-trip her brother into telling her anything.
Asriel knew all too well. "I'm not doing very well with my... magic."
"Silly Azzy! You won't do good at all if you don't sleep." Chara slid
into the bed so she was next to her brother.
"St-Stay away..." he responded, shuffling to the wall. "I might burn you... and then..."
Chara looked upset, crawling out of the bed and rushing to her own.
She felt hurt by her brother telling her to stay away. Whimpering, she
tossed her covers over herself, facing away from Asriel.
"Chara." Asriel tried to hide his annoyed tone. "I'm just worried is all."
"Why?! You think I can't protect myself?!" She hissed. Her voice was
muffled, but the discontempt was very detectable.
At this Asriel had fled under his bed-sheets, whimpering.
She immediately regretted her tone of voice, but didn't say anything.
Chara's eyes still stung from lack of sleep as she laid there.
Chara sighed, burying her face in her pillow. The eight-year-old was
extremely annoyed with Asriel. Didn't he know that she had beaten her
father in training just last week? She was easily able to defend
herself. Her right hand clutched the handle of the kitchen knife that
was under her pillows tightly, trying to get her anger under control.
Chara's eyes glowed crimson.
Asriel was sobbing under his thick blankets but used to darkness to deny it. He uncomfortable stared and the sheets and listen to the mattress make its strange squishing sound as he moved his weight around.
Chara was aware of her brother's tears, but ignored them. She released
the knife, aware that she would get carried away and hurt herself.
Finally, guilt began to weigh down on the child. Knowing that he was
truly upset and these weren't his normal tears made her guilt even
heavier.
Eventually Asriel pulled his head from under the cover to avoid the stuffy feeling generating from under them.
Chara slid out of bed and into Asriel's. "I'm sorry.." She whispered,
putting her arms around her brother and burying her face in his fur.
Asriel continued to stare at the ceiling. "It's fine." he murmured.
"I know you're upset with me.." Chara sniffed at the thought, her grip
Tightening.
Asriel remained silent for another awkward moment. "It's fine."
"Please don't be upset.." Chara didn't like this new tension between them.
"I'm not." The child reached a paw out to Chara.
"N. Do ya promise?" The child asked, lifting her head to gaze into her
older brother's eyes.
Asriel nodded in his bed, his chin almost touched his neck.
"Sorry I'm so mean.." She whispered, burying her face back in her brother's fur.
Asriel reached a hand around her a snuggled what he could reach while still in bed.
The two laid there together, finally dozing off.
A/N:
Truffles: Our A/N's are totally great this time. So much effort.
Rose: I AM NOT EVEN HERE!
