Me and Sasha were outside, in a clearing, enjoying the sun, her on my chest, the both of us wearing frilly dresses at our mommies insistence, when there was more rustling in the bushes.
A three tailed kitsune came out of the bushes, her having green eyes and red hair… and oddly enough already in a kid form, me still older, her wearing jeans shorts a t-shirt. "Felicia!" Sasha said, waving. "It's your turn?" She asked.
"Yes." The three tailed kitsune replied coldly.
"I don't feel like fighting this time, actually, can't we just be friends?" I asked.
She didn't seem to share my sentiment, charging at me. I looked to Sasha and nodding, smirking, us moving out of the way… before sandwiching and tickling her, her thrashing in our hold.
We tickled her until she finally relented, us giggling amusedly. "Hold her down." I ordered, Sasha doing so, me sitting on Felicias stomach, knocking the wind out of her, and me removing her shoes and socks, restraining her legs with my tails and tickling her feet, her laughing and squirming.
I only stopped when she was begging me to, slipping a collar with her name on it around her neck and smirking in satisfaction. "Welcome to the family, 'lil sis'." I said, putting her socks and shoes back on her and hugging her, Sasha hugging her to.
I groaned in pain, my head hurting as I suddenly remembered. I remembered… a family, before this, I remembered I had sisters, and a mother, though my father was strangely absent, me looking at Sasha and Felicia, them being overlapped with two other kitsunes, though it was gone before I could get any details, me shaking and sobbing, hugging the two closely as I started mumbling incoherent things.
Frisk, whos was coming to check on us, came over, hearing me. She picked me up, kissing my forehead and stroking my face, humming as loud as her damaged vocal chords would allow her, which was only just below a whisper.
I continued to mumble, trembling, shaking and sobbing as I accidentally dropped the two, who quickly hugged Frisk since they couldn't reach me, me hysteric as the memories of what happened to my family flooded me, shortly followed by every bad memory that came after.
She kept holding me, rubbing and stroking me. This didn't seem to work at all, me still shaking and crying now, wailing, trembling terribly, me not seeming to run out of tears or energy, them keeping on coming.
She just kept holding me, scratching my ears as well. This actually seemed to be a bad thing, because I started bawling more, memories of my original family doing the same flooding me, and how their tormentors mocked me by doing so harshly.
Frisk texted Az, telling her to come to where we were. I continued, slowly getting worse while we waited for Asriel to get here. When Az got here, she picked me up and held me. I clutched onto her, wailing more and sobbing loudly into her shoulder.
I seemed to, finally, run out of energy, sobbing softly into her, her shirt now tear stained, my face in a similar situation and my eyes red and puffy. She continues, taking me to our bed. I sniffled, trembling still and clutching onto her.
She layed me down, holding me like she always did and humming the same lullaby. I sniffled again, slumping against her, slowly relaxing as the lullaby started lulling me to sleep. She continued, stroking my face gently as she hummed, me falling into a fitful sleep against her.
The next morning, me, Sasha, a Felicia were all in the clearing again, me still a little sniffly, eyes still red and puffy from yesterday. Sasha was hugging me, rubbing my back supportingly and, when I looked, I saw Felicia looking at me with concern, though when she noticed that I saw her she blushed a little and huffed, looking away with her arms crossed.
"Stop being a Tsundere." Sasha said, Felicia, sputtering and blushing, before huffinh and moving to go away. Sasha didn't allow this, tackling her and tickle torturing her.
Sasha dragged Felicia over, forcing her to comfort me with her, me sniffling and smiling a little at this. I hugged the two close to me, shaking a tiny bit, them rubbing my back soothingly, Sasha scratching my ears and Felicia rubbing my back.
I sniffled, hugging the two closer to me, us all just being there for a while. Eventually, after getting my face cleaned up, we all sat around thinking about what we should do.
"We should make a Tree house." I said after a while. The two, shrugged, nodding and we got to work.
It took us a couple of hours, but after a while, we managed to make a small stereotypical tree house, it having a rope ladder from above leading into it and a trap door that could be closed from the inside. We got in the tree house, just playing in there, before we heard the bushes rustle, and looked down to see Frisk, us snickering and hiding up there.
She looked around, blowing into a whistle she used since she couldn't shout. We snickered, staying where we were. She kept blowing, somehow making her whistle sound worried. I shifted nervously, though the two in here looked at me encouragingly, making me stay as we watched Frisk.
She began to look around frantically, a worriedly stealthily lowered the ladder when she started looking this look on her face as she did. She walked over to it, looking up into the tree, impressed at the tree house.
I motioned for her to come on up, smiling down at her. She got a relieved look on her face, climbing up. I hugged her when she got up here, purring a tiny bit as I nuzzled her, only loud enough for her to hear. She hugged back, stroking me gently.
"Why are you here, mommy?" I asked, not moving. She pointed at me, indicating she was looking for me.
"Why were you looking for me mommy?" I asked, looking at her in confusion, tilting my head adorably. She wordlessly told me she wanted to know if I was okay
"I'm okay mommy… did you meet the now lil sis of mine yet?" I asked, gesturing to Felicia. Frisk pat her on the head, Felicia blushing and huffing, crossing her arms.
Frisk giggled silently, taking her into a hug. Sasha looked a little sad, watching us from off to the side. Frisk looked at her, giving her the come here motion. Sasha beamed, coming over quickly. Frisk hugged us all, smiling. We all aged up, me somehow still being oldest, followed by Felicia, then Sasha, us still hugging her.
Frisk kissed all of our foreheads. I smiled and nuzzled her, Sasha blushed and followed my lead, Felicia blushing and huffing, looking away. Frisk scratched Felicias ears. Felicia squirmed, purring, but otherwise not moving.
Frisk continues, kissing her forehead. "M-mom!" She exclaimed in embarrassment… before going beet red, realising what she just said and flinching away from us. Frisk just continued, stroking her face.
Felicia was blushing madly, hiding her face in Frisks shirt… and accidentally putting her head in Frisks breasts. Frisk, an amused look on her face, put her hand under Felicia's shirt, rubbing her bare back, her hands a little cold.
Felicia blushed more, shivering slightly and burying her face further in Frisks breasts, letting out a squeak of embarrassment. Frisk silently giggled, kissing her forehead. Felicia seemed to contemplate something, before she quickly kissed Frisks cheek before hiding her face again, us able to see it a dark red before she did.
Frisk smiled, still rubbing her back.
A week later, I was alone in my room, the door locked from the outside, me sniffling on my bed, feeling betrayed and neglected.
"What's wrong?" As asked, coming in and holding me. I sniffled, the past weeks experiences making me quiet.
As kissed me, holding me, patiently waiting for me to talk. I sniffled, whimpering slightly and holding onto her, still quiet. She kissed me again, humming her lullaby. I whimpered, sniffling as I started feeling sleepy.
She kissed me, pulling the covers over us. I kissed her back, sniffling and resting my head on her 'pillows'. She stroked my head, us falling asleep.
We were about to, anyway, but there was a sudden furious banging on the door, making me whimper fearfully. As hushed me, holding me close.
Frisk barged into the room, looking around and, seeing me, walked over, grabbing me harshly, me whimpering fear as I reached for Asriel.
AS stood up, confused, taking me from Frisk, figuring something was up. I clutched her fearfully as Frisk pulled out a knife, their eyes open and glowing an ominus red. As looked at her, shocked.
"Frisk." She said." What's gotten into you?
"Frisk isn't here at the moment, please leave a message after you're dead." A sinister voice intoned from her, me whimpering fearfully.
As knew something was wrong at this point, she ran, holding me. The thing with Frisks body chased us, me whimpering fearfully and clutching Azzy tightly.
She hushed me, firing a fireball at 'Frisk'. 'Frisk' simply deflected it with their knife, me whimpering slightly, sobbing a little in fear. As continued running, making it to the Ruins and locking the door.
This seemed to be ineffective, 'Frisk' slicing the door open, me whimpering more. Suddenly, Chara appeared, looking at us.
"What happened?" She asked. I simply whimpered in response, too scared to talk. She looked at 'Frisk', confused. 'Frisk' ran forward, knife ready to stab one of us.
Chara kicked her in her face, knocking her down. 'Frisk' growled, tossing the knife at Chara too fast for her to react. Time slowed for me, me jumping in front of Chara, with my back to the knife, yelping and whimpering as I felt the blade slide into my flesh.
Chara held me, growling at 'Frisk'. I whimpered pitifully, blood leaking down my back, trembling as I looked up at Chara. She hushed me, comforting me. 'Frisk' didn't seem to like being ignored, me yelping as the knife vanished out of my back, whimpering and trembling fearfully as more blood left me, Frisk charging us, ready to dodge Chara if needed. As hit her in the back with a fireball.
This seemed to have been enough to knock 'Frisk' out, me whimpering pathetically as I continued to bleed. As and Chara pulsed healing magic into me, hoping to heal me. I whimpered, the blood stopping, but not much else.
Chara and As kissed me, holding me close, As humming to me. I whimpered, weakly trying to hold them back. They went and stiched my wound up, Chara kissing me once again on the forehead.
Suddenly, Frisk stirred, me whimpering fearfully and hiding behind the two of them, being careful to not open my wound again. She got up, looking around, confused.
I whimpered fearfully, not trusting her and clutching onto them from behind. Frisk got a look that was sad, guilty, and hurt all in one. She reached her hand out to me, wanting me to take it.
I simply whimpered more, my collar not on, hiding behind Chara and Asriel completely. Tears began to flow, Chara nudging me to go talk to her. I looked up at Chara, pure terror in my eyes, before I hesitantly started nudging my way to Frisk.
Once I reached her, she held out her hand to me. Eyes closed, me trembling, I reached out shakily, grabbing her hand. She gently rapped her arms around me, sobbing into my shoulder.
I stood there, letting her, still trembling, shakily rubbing her back. I heard a quiet, choked whisper.
"I-I-I'm s-s-so-o-r-r-y" it said, frisk shuddering. I froze, before latching onto her and crying into her shoulder now, whimpering as I felt the wound in my back flare a little, pain coursing through me. Frisk gently rubbed my back, comforting me.
