Lol. This chapter should be pretty interesting. Also. I need you guys to answer this SUPER important question. Like at least half of you should give some response. Your answer influences the storyline in ways more serious than you can imagine.( I'm probably just exaggerating but it IS important) I would set up a poll but I don't know how and I'm too lazy to find out.

QUESTION: What colored magic should Gaster have?

ANSWERS: Purple; Yellow; Blue+Orange=Green ( I know it doesn't work that way in real life but ya can dream right?)

I'm very indecisive. Each type of magic is different so each senario has different ending depending on the powers. It also affects the type of magic other characters may have.

Anyway! Enjoy and take the time to answer my question

Dragonthornail: Thank you! Can you give me a list of the redundant words so I'll make sure not to be repetitive?

Myra the Dovahkiin: We'll just have to wait and see ; )

Bad Apple ( English Version) is sung by Christina Vee

Frisk cracked open an eye and winced as blinding sunlight overflowed their lens in such a way that the closing of their pupil couldn't remedy the situation. The teen groaned, throwing an arm across their eyes to block the sunlight. It eventually dimmed and Frisk sat up with a groan and looked around. They were in the area where they first fell down Mt. Ebbot. However, the entire floor was covered in grass and brilliant gold flowers. Everything looked newer in a sense. It was obvious that the Ruins were ancient but the pillars didn't look as cracked and worn.

This was actually very pleasant. Not anything at all like that shit fest of a nightmare the first time they slept. The atmosphere was comfortably warm and it was quiet. No signs of a green stab happy figure or a black and white goopy looking...wait. The figure in the first dream resembled a skeleton. Barely but it was there. The voice was a skeleton, determined through context clues. Could there possibly be a connection. Could those two be the same people? Better contemplate this at another time. It's time to quietly enjoy this warmth before re entering the cold realm of the real world.

The brown haired human heaved a sigh, heavy with relief and contentment. Nothing would disturb this peace and tranquility.

Ever on and on I continue circling with nothing but my hate in a carousel of agony

Till slowly I forget and my heart starts vanishing

And suddenly I see and that I can't break free

Shit. Unknown singing was where shit hit the fan last time. However, there was no falling and the world didn't crack. Everything remained the same. Frisk narrowed their eyes suspiciously. Despite the fact that the voice sounded nice and not weirdly demented like last time, it still held a tinge of pain and sorrow. Suddenly, the crunching of grass could be heard and Frisk whipped around so fast they almost gave themselves whiplash. Can you even get whiplash in a dream? Frisk's eyes widened then narrowed with anger.

It was the same figure from the last two times. Pale skin, rosy cheeks, red eyes, auburn hair and a green sweater with a singe golden stripe. Frisk swiftly stood up, surprising the other.

" Stay the hell away from me." Frisk grit

The other stood still for a second before walking calmly towards Frisk, no evil intent was detected but Frisk was still wary.

" Don't you understand? Stay away. What do you want."

" To talk." the other simply answered.

Frisk huffed an incredulous laugh. " So you didn't want to talk the last time?"

" Sit."

" No. Answer my question."

" I'll answer you if you sit your ass in the flowers now."

Frisk grumbled a bit and promptly sat in the flowers, the other soon coming to join.

I'm slipping through the cracks of a dark eternity

With nothing but my pain and the paralyzing agony

To tell me who I was, who I am

Uncertainty enveloping my mind

Till I can't break free

" My name is Chara. I am sorry for fighting and stabbing you in the last dream. I needed to tell you something important but the other was in the way. I never took anger management classes so..." Chara trailed off, though they answered all of Frisk's current questions in one go.

Frisk remained silent for a second, closing their eyes to think.

" What's with the music in the background?"

" If you listen to the tone and the words, a cryptic message will be revealed about the person."

" You lost me at 'cryptic'."

Chara sighed before answering again and placing a crown of flowers on each of their heads. " The quiet is maddening."

Frisk didn't even notice Chara making those. " So...what is it that you wanted to tell me?"

And maybe it's a dream, maybe nothing else is real

But it wouldn't mean a thing, if I told you how I feel

I'm so tired of all the pain, all the misery inside

And I wish that I could live, feeling nothing but the night

" I am dead. I died a long, long time ago. But when you fell, you fell on my grave."

Frisk winced. " Oooooh. I'm sorry for awakening you if that's what you're pissed about. I was just being a retard as usual, testing Murphy's law, made Murphy mad so he called his cousins Life and Karma who are sisters and bitches who walk hand in hand. They all ding-dong ditched me at the mouth of the mountain and Consequence came out of nowhere and pushed me"

Chara smiled and chuckled a little bit. Frisk reminded Chara of themselves in a way. " No. I'm not mad or here to seek vengeance or anything like that. It's just that the power of your soul resonated with what was left of mine and sort of brought me back as a ghost? Um. I thought you were a soul of determination like me. For determination was the strongest. But it wasn't it was something entirely new."

" Rebellion."

" Uh. Never heard of that before."

" Ye. Ya know, you're not bad when you're not tryna stab me or anything but uh...what do you have against the other? Why did you cut him then cut me? Why was he in your way?"

Chara's smiled dropped a little bit.

You can tell me what to say

You can tell me where to go

But I doubt that I would care

Or my heart would even know

Chara began to sang a bit of the song that was still playing faintly in the back.

" If I make another move, there'll be no more turning back. Because everything will change and it all will fade to black."

Frisk didn't understand what Chara was saying or why they looked a little bit upset? Did their question upset Chara? Would Chara attack them again? Frisk tensed a bit.

Noticing Frisk's tension, Chara softened their features. " Sorry. Didn't mean to spoop ya. Spook if ya didn't get my terrible slang."

" Nah. 's cool." Frisk replied easing up.

" To answer your question...I don't really have anything against him but I think he really doesn't like me. I cut him cause he was in my way. He wasn't hurt cause it's a dream and he doesn't really exist anymore. Also...I cut you to wake you up. I can tell it was getting intense for you. Um...he was in my way because he doesn't like me and doesn't want me talking to you."

" Do you know who he is?"

" Yes. But I can't tell you. You'll have to find out yourself. He'll be upset if he knows we're communicating. He is weakened right now. He can't hear us so we are safe. Please. Do not tell him you are communicating with me or know about me other than the first two instances."

" Okay. But can I ask how you died?"

Will tomorrow ever come

Will I make it through the night

Will there ever be a place for the broken in the light

Am I hurting, am I sad

Should I stay or should I go

I've forgotten how to tell, did I ever even know

" It's a topic I'd rather not talk about. Ever." Chara answered, darkening a bit

" Well...I've all out of questions. So yo wanna just enjoy each other's company while we wait for me to return to the land of the living? Wait...I'm sorry."

" It's okay. I know it's a popular phrase. I used to say it often." Chara said, lying flat on the ground.

Frisk followed Chara's actions, putting their hands under their head as a makeshift pillow.

Chara felt Frisk's soul radiating with power. So ripe, raw and untapped. They knew Frisk's soul is much more powerful than theirs was. What abilities did Frisk's soul have that theirs didn't? Save and Reset came easy. But was there something else? There had to be. Oh how they wanted to take Frisk's soul for their own. Or perhaps take their whole body. Run amok in the Underground. What an idiot! It was a relief that Frisk didn't figure out their ruse, though they knew the other would catch on. The two of them didn't go to acting classes for shits and giggles now. How long would it be? The song should have hinted at their corruption but Frisk was too much like Chara to actually give a damn about the words. Chara donned an absolutely malicious grin in their mind. This would be fun.

Can I take another step, I've done everything I can

All the people that I see, I will never understand

If I find a way to change, if I step into the light

Then I'll never be the same and it all will fade to white

Unbeknownst to Chara, Frisk was paying very much so to every single detail. Especially the song. Shit did not add up. They had a feeling Chara was lying right away but decided to play along anyway. The other was planning something downright malicious and they would wait until Frisk let their guard down to strike. Frisk would never let their guard down. From time to time splinters would occur but they would never break completely. How long would it be until Chara realized Frisk was super observant and knew everything from the get go? It was undeniably a part of them. To dope people into thinking that they were dense and didn't understand much of anything or too lazy to figure out a problem when in reality...well...it's always funny to see the reactions of the other when the truth comes to pass.

Ever on and on I continue circling

With nothing but my hate in a carousel of agony

Till slowly I forget and my heart starts vanishing

And suddenly I see that I can't break free

I'm slipping through the cracks of a dark eternity

With nothing but my pain and the paralyzing agony

To tell me who I was, who I am

Uncertainty enveloping my mind

Till I can't break free

" What's life on the surface?" Chara suddenly asked, turning their head towards Frisk.

Frisk stared at the light above them thought before turning their head towards Chara.

" It's fine."

" Fine is the worst word you could use. It's a shit storm isn't it?"

" Not exactly but I know plenty things are messed up. I can't even answer that question in words. You'd have to live there in order to understand."

" Hmmm."

" What's your life like on the surface."

" My life...it's not great but it's mine." was Frisk's simple reply

And maybe it's a dream maybe nothing else is real

But it wouldn't mean a thing if I told you how I feel

I'm so tired of all the pain, all the misery inside

And I wish that I could live

Feeling nothing but the light

You can tell me what to say

You can tell me where to go

But I doubt that I would care and my heart would never know

If I make another move, there'll be no more turning back

Because everything will change

And it all will fade to black

" Can I see your soul?" asked Chara sitting up

Frisk made noises of discomfort. The only time their soul came out of their body was during fights. Chara said they didn't want to fight. Then again...this could be a lie.

" I don't know..."

" I just want to see the color. Surely it can't be red anymore. I won't attack. You can summon a soul anytime. Not just with fighting."

" I'm still not too sure about that. I just met you. I mean...this is the third time. The first was through a mirror and you looked scary. The second time you stabbed me...I'm still not sure if I can completely trust you..."

" That's understandable. It was idiotic of me to even think that you would let me see the color. After all, we just met. But can I ask what your family was like? You did say they were 'awesome' heh. I don't remember my family..." Chara said, saddening a bit.

" Hmmm. Isn't that gonna make it worse?"

" I won't get jealous. Usually I don't give enough of a damn. I'm just curious."

" Hmmm..." Frisk narrowed their brown eyes

" Can you do this one thing for me?"

" I don't know. Can I ?"

Chara blinked in confusion for a second before laughing. " That was a good. Alright, alright...may do you this one thing for me?"

" Nope."

If I make another move, if I take another step

Then it all will fall apart, there'd be nothing of me left

If I'm crying in the wind, if I'm crying in the night

Will there ever be a way, will my heart return to white

Suddenly Frisk started fading away and the entrance to the Ruins started to shatter.

The teen looked at their transparent hands. " I'm waking up..."

" Thank goodness you realize. I thought you were going to say that dumb clichéd line."

" What?...Do you mean..."

" Don't you dare say it!"

" What's going on?"

" UGH!" Chara groaned as Frisk smiled

" By Chara."

" Later Frisk."

" How do you know my name."

" The tag is sticking out the back of you're sweater. Frisk big and bold in permanent marker."

" Oh."

And then, Frisk was gone

Can you tell me who you are, can you tell me who I am

I've forgotten how to see, I've forgotten if I can

If I opened up my eyes, there'd be no more turning back

Because I'd throw it all away , and it all would fade to black

Frisk slowly awoke from their relatively peaceful slumber, spitting hair from out their mouths. They stretched and yawned, wiping drool from the side of their face in disgust. They scratched their hair, which was suffering from a particularly nasty case of bed head. Smacking dry lips, Frisk drew the covers from off them and slid off the mattress, turning around and re making it.

I take it you had a peaceful rest

" I suppose you could say that." Frisk answered, failing to tame their wild hair and deciding to put on their boots instead.

" Guess I'm rocking that Mufasa look then, since my hair obviously doesn't want to stay slick like Scar's." the teen grumbled

Are those references to the Lion King?

" Holy Shit. You watched the Lion King? How!" Frisk exclaimed

You have no idea how much stuff the humans through down here. It just so happened that an intact version of the Lion King fell and I watched it with my sons

" Sans and Papyrus watched the Lion King?!"

Yes but don't ask them. They wouldn't expect you to know. Sans is already suspicious

" Fine." Frisk grumbled sauntering down the stairs

As Frisk walked towards the counter to return the key, the bunny widened here eyes as the smaller one next to her said " The sign of amazing rest."

" I wouldn't say amazing. But at least it was a calmer approach."

Tell me what you think of this chapter in the review. Also, don't forget to answer my question. No pressure or anything but I really need some help in making this decision . There are so many routes...so many...