so i made a tumblr page called 'scartale-an-undertale-au'. it has my art, reference sheet and a comic in which i posted the prologue to there. if you want to ask me anything, you can ask me there ^^ and maybe even interact with the characters if i get any asks!
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warning: Depression, ptsd
R&R please, i really want to know what people think of this story.
Intermission - Bone-heavy
Some monsters had numbers hanging atop of their head. Most of the time, the numbers indicated power or strength of defense or even HP - an acronym for 'Heal Points' apparently, at least according to Chara and they understood it best. Others times blood red numbers would appear on seemingly random monsters in seemingly random count - though most were the number '1'.
After a little while they made the connection; those numbers were DPs - Death Points, an acronym for how many times they had died to those monsters.
Those numbers appeared at most when they had their 'bad days'. It was hard to be around the others on those days, the afterimages of their attacks clinging to their backs and the number of deaths floating above them – Chara had confessed that they probably had a hand in that, unconsciously or not. They did love math in the end. For some reason.
Sans and Alphys were easier to be around on those days since the two never really raised a hand on them, but sometimes, if they were really in a bad place, they would remember the threats of Sans and the deceiving of Alphys and they would stare at them suspiciously, not knowing when the two would turn against them once more.
The two's numbers were in sickly brown on their bad days with the tang of bile in their airways.
Chara once asked them to why they stay with them if they keep having those days and they had replied that they knew that all of their friends loved them dearly. That the gang would do anything for their only human friend's safety and happiness
They loved them back as well, their SOUL beating in satisfaction each time a smile would appear on their faces.
But…
They were still killed. *Murdered—
"Chara, they needed my SOUL."
*Still murdered. Mom was looking after you, but Dad… dad was straight up murdering you.
"Chara…" They sighed and turned to smile at the specter sulking over their back. The ghost with the red pupils looked up then grinned weakly.
*What, not allowed to be annoyed? We were in pain, remember? Dying isn't fun, y'know. I would know that best, after all.
"Chara, I wanted to enjoy a day without all of that. Can you drop it, please?"
*…
*Fine. But you're carrying me all day, then.
"Deal." They giggled and felt their best friend's arms circle their throat and slouch over their back, in a pseudo-piggyback. Barely feeling the weight, they opened the door of their room and ventured outside, wondering what they should do for the day…
"HUMAN!"
*Oh, no…
"Papy!"
Said monster entered the hallway, bright cheery orange numbers above his head, the tall skeleton was with a suit covering their bones instead of the usual 'battle body' they had gotten so used to seeing. They tilted their head in confusion and Papyrus looked at them in the same fashion.
"WHY IS THE HUMAN CONFUSED?" He asked after a moment.
"A suit?" They pointed to the strange clothing.
"AH, MY NEW BATTLE BODY. LADY TORIEL SAID THAT TODAY'S MEETING IS ONLY TO HAVE WITH THIS ARMOR! HIS MAJESTY SAID THE SAME. WOWIE, IT HAS BEEN A WHILE SINCE THEY AGREED ON SOMETHING."
They giggled at the enthusiasm of their skelefriend and gave thumbs up to Papyrus, winking at him.
"Looks smooth." Chara groaned while Papyrus looked ecstatic.
"REALLY? I'M SO GLAD YOU LIKE IT!" He brightened up and picked them in a bony bear hug, rubbing his cheekbones with their cheeks. They giggled and hugged him back, enjoying the kind gesture – it has been a while since they had felt safe, so they cherished every moment.
They clutched to Papyrus in an almost too tight hug. The tall skeleton seemed to notice their inner turmoil but didn't comment on it as he picked them up and carried them to the kitchen, where Toriel exactly finished setting up the table.
The goat monster beamed when she saw Papyrus walk inside with them in his arms. It meant that today would be a good day. In some way, it made them guilty for burdening their family with their problems.
*Their fault, Frisk
True, but still…
A hand was pressed to their lips and Chara nudged their head with the free hand. *I said, their fault. Continue like this and I will punch you.
Chuckling, they buried their face in Papyrus' ribs and snuggled to him as he sat down. The skeleton laughed his signature laughter when he had realized that the tiny human is not going to let him go.
"NYEHEHE! IS IT TIME FOR A SPECIAL ATTACK?"
Oh no…
*Oh yes! Get owned!
They immediately shrieked and laughed as bony fingers tickled their stomach and sides, trying to yank them away from their spot on the skeleton's lap.
"Noo!" They whined and wriggled, trying to get away from the fingers, laughing harder when Toriel joined the fun.
They huffed and panted as they used the last of their strength to nimbly dodge the offending fingers and paws, poking their tongue out at Papyrus' dramatic howl.
"NO! THE HUMAN GOT AWAY! WHAT SHALL WE DO, LADY TORIEL?"
"I don't know, Papyrus. Oh dear, perhaps we should call for reinforcements?"
"THAT IS A GREAT IDEA! I SHALL CALL UPON THE FORMER CAPTAIN OF THE ROYAL GUARD, UNDYNE!"
They tensed at the name, but immediately it passed and they breathed out a sigh of relief, glad that their happy day isn't ruined so early on. Luckily, the other two didn't notice their momentary slip-up.
But someone else did.
*Are you sure?
Yes. Dyne is one that they have the most problem dealing with on their hard days, so a free day like that should be celebrated.
They squealed when their talk with Chara had cost them their escape and once again were captured by the great Papyrus.
"Hey, bro. What's hanging?" Sans' sleepy voice joined the party and Chara cackled at the pun, which took Papyrus several more seconds to realize and then to yell at his brother for plaguing his life with incidental puns.
"Hey, bucko." Sans passed by them, bumping fists with them and grinning wider at their giggles. He then waved to Toriel, "Hey, heard there were pancakes."
The boss monster smiled giddily and motioned for the three of them to sit down. Properly this time.
Soon they all dug into their food, only the noises of utensils clinking against plates echoing in the peaceful atmosphere.
Sans eyed them from his seat, his unmovable grin seeming to grow bigger and happier, noticing their happy mood. They sheepishly smiled back and looked back down, feeling warm from how everyone worry about them.
The warmth from their body-mate and the pancakes made them sleepy and contented.
It was a good day.
It was perfect.
They wished that they had more days like this.
We could be a family.
We will be a family.
We are a family, Frisk.
We love you, Frisk.
They were filled with DETERMINATION.
And this marks the end of the installment. if you have any criticism or anything to add, i would be happy to hear them.
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p.s. for those who didn't understand.
*something in italics - is chara talking.
something in bold - flashback