Hey guys. So, I wanted you to know in a few chapters, I'll be beginning a new story arc. This first one was about Asriel, Flowey, Frisk, and Chara, but the next one will probably feature some OTHER characters...or it's just gonna be Asriel, Flowey, Frisk, and Chara again. I dunno.
I'm not planning a sequel or a spin-off, but I might do one.
And also... this story seems like it's getting a bit generic, but I'm trying to spice it up as best I can.
So, what do you guys think?
Chara: Omg, just get on with the dang story already.
BTW, not a song fic, just wanted a nice moment for Asriel and Chara. I don't own those lyrics.
Asriel woke with a gasp.
"Azzy! You're alive!" he was pretty much tackled by Frisk. "I was so scared! You weren't breathing, no pulse or heartbeat...!" "Can't...breathe..." he barely managed to say through Frisk's crushing hug.
"Oh, right, sorry." she pulled away.
"Hey, are you forgetting about little ol' me? How sad..." a voice so smug, you could SEE the smirk said from the doorway. Chara leaned against it in mock hurt.
"Chara, GET OUT." Frisk growled. "Out of where? I've already left Azzy's head, all I'm doing is standing around." she shot back.
Frisk grumbled and crossed her arms.
Asriel sat up sluggishly, hand rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.
Chara revealed her knife and flipped it into the air, catching it perfectly, just to show off.
Frisk and Asriel both gave her an exasperated look. "What?" she questioned. "Really?" the goat and girl said in unison. "YES, really." Chara replied, wandering closer to the two. Frisk kept her eyes on her the entire time. Chara, in return, never stopped looking into Frisk's eyes, showing her that she wasn't intimidated at all.
Finally, Chara's red eyes won over Frisk's blue ones. Frisk looked away due to the intense stare Chara was giving her. Meanwhile, Asriel watched the scene with varying levels of confusion painted on his face. Or maybe it was because his mind was feeling a bit fuzzy.
"My children, is everything- oh!" Toriel had chosen that moment to walk into the living room. Chara was standing somewhat to the side and in front of Asriel and Frisk. Holding a knife.
"Mom, it's fine. Chara's not here to hurt anyone." Frisk assured. "Yeah, and I totally wasn't holding a knife just now." Chara lied, tossing her knife under the couch. Asriel just watched on as the scene played out. The others sounded oddly muffled to him, like they were talking through a pillow or something.
Frisk gave the rosy-cheeked girl a look.
Frisk, Chara, and Toriel launched into a conversation which Asriel could barely follow. He felt sluggish and tired. He could barely even move. That was to be expected though, since yesterday he had lost the ability to move from the waist down. It was all just numb on his lower body, too.
"So, then...hey, Az, stay with me." Frisk noticed his state, and gave him a concerned look.
He opened his mouth to try and tell her he was fine, but no words would come out.
"Frisk, maybe we should let Asriel rest. Let's go." Toriel suggested. "Yeah, I guess you're right Mom. Let's go introduce you to everyone, Chara." Frisk, Toriel, and Chara left the room, leaving it all to Asriel.
He wasn't conscious for long, though. As soon as Chara stepped into the kitchen, he feel asleep.
When Sans saw Chara coming, he almost died in fright.
Seriously.
He had so low HP, he could have died.
Sans, Muffet, Mettaton, Asgore, Undyne, and Papyrus, were all enjoying the nice day outside. And so, when Chara, Frisk, and Toriel came outside, and after Sans recovered from his shock that CHARA WAS BACK, he had his Gaster Blasters ready to fire.
It took DETERMINATION, some time, and a little bit of healing magic to convince Sans that Chara meant no harm. Okay, a lot of healing magic.
Mettaton was hanging upside down from the tree, one hand over the side of his face that his hair usually covered and one hand holding onto the branch. Muffet hung upside down next to him, apparently attempting to balance herself with no webs and six arms while Papyrus and Undyne mock battled.
Asgore was just tending to the flowers.
Frisk realized that there was one person besides Asriel who didn't get to join in on the nice day- Flowey. But lately, he hadn't been feeling so well, since Asriel was sick and they had their special SOUL connection and were technically the same person.
Mettaton squirmed uncomfortably when Muffet's spiders began crawling over the branch he was hanging off of. They were there simply to help Muffet stay up, but the second one of the crawled over his boot, he shrieked and fell out of the tree.
Muffet smiled. "I won~" she teased. Mettaton huffed as he picked himself up, hair all messed up, with little blades of grass stuck in it. Frisk could see the unfinished side of his face, with no eye and black metal.
Undyne won the spar- no surprise- and she and Papyrus plopped onto the grass, catching their breath.
Only Alphys was not outside with everyone else.
Even though Frisk wondered where she was, she didn't really mind it too much. Alphys had a habit of shutting herself in her lab to either watch an anime marathon or working on a random project.