Of course, I could never stay dead. "You can't give up just yet. Chara! Stay determined." I heard them say. I was so close to death but it was just out of my reach. So the dummy wasn't determined enough to kill me. On top of that, I'm a hypocrite. With Undyen I only wanted to die by my own hands. Then with that dummy, I let him kill me!
Normal people don't change their feeling so quickly! I was brought back to reality and I looked around. I was in front of the dummy during his monologue. I went to squeeze my arms to try to give myself some sort of comfort despite not deserving it. I had a huge pit in my stomach, the kind that makes you wanna curl up into a ball and my soul was beating quickly. Hypocrite... That word burns so bad it echoed in my head and brought me to tears.
The rules for my life were out the window. Even though I try to never break them. I had one goal in life, to die. But I never was close enough to it. When I thought I was going to die I...I regretted it! Why am I so confusing? I had to do one thing. This isn't fair! I broke my family with all these thoughts and I deserve to die. But my thoughts got in the way again. Do I wanna die? Have I been so selfish to try to die for NOTHING? I am truly pitiful. I began sobbing.
The dummy attacked and I dodged like I have never dodged before. Almost robotically. I was still questioning myself before my self hate sinks in. Do people regret killing themselves after it's too late? No, he killed me. I didn't do it.
No, I want to die. It was just a fluke. Even if I want to live I'll just change it from a favor to everyone else to a punishment. I changed my concentration back to the dummy. I've been dodging but not listening to him.
" HEY GUYS! Dummies. Dummies! DUMMIES!" He yelled at his minions. "Remember how I said NOT to shoot at me? Well... FAILURES! YOU'RE FIRED! YOU'RE ALL BEING REPLACED!!!" Well, that's good at least I wasn't hurting him when the attacks hit him. Since he's yelling so loud. "HAHAHA! Now you'll see my true power. Relying on people that aren't garbage!" He said, making new dummies appear.
"Ok! Show me what you got, hot stuff." I said encouragingly. You're such a failure you wanted to die to help the world now you are chickening out! You know your worth nothing, why try now?
"Dummy bots! Magic missile!" He shouted at his new dummies. Which looked like the old dummies just now with metal helmets on. But their attacks threw me for a loop. They were tiny missiles that would follow my soul. I had a hard time shaking them but eventually, I did.
So if I hit him it won't hurt him? I guess I could try to hit him even more. It seems like the only way to stop this fight. I never thought fighting people could be the answer. Maybe even if he uses bigger attacks he'll be done quicker.
"Come on that's all you got! I thought you were gonna show me what heartbreak is." He did, he showed me the fear I even had in my one goal... "My H.P. is still full come on avenge your cousin! You got this." I was trying to make him mad. Not encourage him! I'm so ignorant.
"DUMMY BOTS! You're awful??? NO! DUMMY BOTS! FINAL ATTACK!"I guess my plan worked. Will I survive this? He seemed fuming, with his stuffing going everywhere.
In the beginning, it seemed normal just his original dummies. I got this! I was in a rhythm until a missile came at me. I got hit and I felt a harsh burn. I squeezed my arms tighter, trying to stay focused. Luckily I was able to continue dodging.
"Ha, that's all you got! Congrats, your only hit." Was that threatening? If he ups his game it soon should be over.
"Foolish. Foolish! FOOLISH!" Dummy cried as a bunch of robot dummies surrounded my soul. How am I going to survive? What's the point trying you'll just die? Ehh, worst comes to worst I die.
All the missiles came out at once. I began to sweat as I moved my soul in circles trying to avoid the attacks. After the longest five seconds of my life, it was over. I had a smile on my face for a moment.
Why are you so happy? Your life is falling apart! You're so full of yourself thinking you wanna live. Underground you're going soft! Afraid of someone too scared to show their face! I know why I'm scared of them. Deep down I also know if I wanted to live. But for me, the prideful jackass that I am won't admit it to even myself. Frisk, you are truly laughable.
He began to murmur to himself."N... no way! These guys are even WORSE than the other guys!"
"Who cares. Who cares! WHO CARES!!!" I wish I could be like that. Instead of plastering on a smile for strangers and friends.
"I DON'T NEED FRIENDS!!! I'VE GOT KNIVES!!!" He has knives… My eyes lit up and I leaned over my soul. Knives, imagine what you could do with those. I shook my head. I felt my throat dry up as I tried to stop my mind from wandering.
A knife came from thin air. I had a scattered brain looking at that big shiny knife. He threw the knife at me. Dodge, dodge, dodge! It was so sharp and shiny. The knife cut through the air. I almost was hit but I made it.
The knife was at my feet. I could almost feel its cold blade against my warm skin. You should cut, it would be a good punishment. For being afraid of Undyne, losing your only gift from Papyrus, and worst of all thinking you're worthy of living.
"I'm out of knives. BUT IT DOESN'T MATTER!!! YOU CAN'T HURT ME AND I CAN'T HURT YOU! YOU'LL BE STUCK FIGHTING ME... Forever." He echoed before evilly laughing. I'm going to be here forever then just grab the knife. I quickly picked it up and discreetly put it in my pocket.
"Thanks for the good time!" I said cheerfully. Might as well be nice to the guy I'm spending forever with.
"What the heck is this!? Argh! Acid rain!?! Oh, FORGET IT! I'm outta here." Acid rain? I looked up to only seeing a transparent ghost with adorable big black eyes. Could magic make acid rain?
"Sorry, I interrupted you, didn't I?" Aww no, he is sad. It's all my fault obsessing over a knife!
" No, not at all! You were more of a help." I said in a friendly tone.
"Oh no... you guys looked like you were having fun…" I just gotta crank up the optimism he doesn't deserve to be sad.
" Quite the contrary, sweetheart. They were trying to take my soul so you were a huge help!" I tried to touch their shoulder but I just went through them. So foolish they are a ghost!
" Oh no." He said as he floated away from me. " Well, I'm going to head home now… So you don't accidentally follow me to my house. You probably wouldn't like that… Since we just met…" I tried to be patient but the silence between his sentences killed me. They went away from me. So self-absorbed you are not patient enough for this cute little ghost!
I continued forward to get out of the water. My clothes cling to me and I sloshed. My first phone is dead! I went to my pocket feeling around for my phone. Be careful about the knife I reminded myself. Eventually, I found my phone and it still works.
I walked around and bumped into the ghost. He told you not to follow him, screw up! "Hey, you followed me." He must think I'm a stocker, maybe because I'm human he thinks I'm a murder or since I'm all wet a trash dweller."My house is up here." He's gonna tell me to leave him alone. I might have even made him sadder. " Hope that helps." He's so nice I should have never met him. I'll just burden him.
"Ok, thanks for the help!" I saw him go forward. I should go the opposite way. As I was about to go away from him, there were people everywhere. I had to avoid them or else they might kill me.
I have to do what he wants though. I should do this quickly then he'll be happy and I won't get into a fight with anyone. I got in a running position. I began to run. The wet clothes slowed me down and I splash water everywhere but I made it to a shop. The last shop I went to showed me where the bar was. Maybe I don't have to use that knife now.
"Hia mister!! Say could ya tell me where I could have a good drink?" I said to the old bearded turtle man.
"Woah there! I've got some sea tea but it'll cost you." I wouldn't say he sounded old just like he's well-lived. Hmm, maybe he doesn't understand what I mean?
"No, I mean like alcohol." I hope that was direct enough. Does he know I'm a minor?
"Ha! You're serious well…" He leaned in closer and I got excited that soon it would all go away. "I have something from the war when it was legal. Are you sure you can handle it?" My eyes widened as a smile took over. I have to keep it cool.
"Yea I can, you should have seen the stuff I'd drink on the surface!" I said laughing.
"Ok tough guy." He joked. "Take out your gold as I get the stuff." Money… I'm broke! Should I steal? No, wait, my gambling money. I grabbed that big bag of gold.
He put two canteens down as I put my gold. "Wa haha!" He said, giving me a small handful of gold as he kept the bag. " Here, just remember you didn't get it from me."
"Thanks, sir! Just could you tell me what it's called?" I'm so excited! I don't need Grillby's booze!
"Dragon's breath, I'll tell you more about it if you come back." Dragon's breath? I wonder if Grillby has that.
"Ok see ya later!" I said only looking at the canteen. I walked away from him and opened one and put the other in my pocket. It smells horrible, it made my eyes water. But only the good booze does this to you. I pinched my nose as I took a swig. It burned down my throat.
My face warmed up and my head felt lighter. "Oh, I should text Grillbz a picture of this!" Shows him for cutting me off! I struggled to get my phone out eventually I got it! Opening up the phone I took the greatest picture of the canteen. I sent that and texted him with my perfect spelling skills. " Haha look what I gots! :P" Would he get that? " it's booze!"
I realize that I could take videos on my flip phone. I began filming on my phone immediately. The opening shot, me drinking. Then… Then we go to that ghost house!
"Hi future me!" I squealed. "We're going to ghost house boo!" With my amazing camera skills, I bumped into this mermaid lady. "Ah sorry, sir I mean lady!" She looked angry. Will she kill me? I stopped filming before running to the ghost house. Drinking almost the whole bottle before knocking.
The door slowly creaked open. I walked and hugged him but slipped right through him. " We're friends now. I'm Frisk, Frisk Daniels! But my friends call me Frisky." I said with the excitement of a puppy. I made a new friend! No play it cool I'm too excited. "What's yours?"
"Oh… I'm Napstablook" I looked at him in awe.
" First you have cute eyes! Now a cute name. You're the best, Naps! I'm the nickname master!" Then I heard my phone ring. It was Grillbz.
" Are you lost? Could you come back here?" He texted, pff I'd never get lost.
"No and no!" I texted he'll cut me off and then the knife…
"Drinks!" I shouted then finished the canteen. After drinking I saw a fridge. There could be more booze!
"Yay fridge." I hopped to that rectangle. When I opened it was empty?
"Oh, you're hungry? This is a ghost sandwich. Do you wanna try it?" He showed me almost invisible food. I could almost not see it.
"Yeah!" I grabbed it and it just disappeared. "Wow, it's so cool. Magic is so amazing."
"After a great meal, I like to lie on the ground and feel like garbage. It's a family tradition." I'd be way too quiet sitting on the floor feeling like trash. But I could tell him about my family tradition!
"Wanna hear my tradition! Ok, so if you wake up with a hangover you just drink more!" I said jumping up and down.
"Oh... That's nice… Sorry, we can't try your tradition..." He said, leaving quietly quiet. I took a swig of my new drink. It was quiet except for my gulps. There is nothing else fun to do! I looked around his house. There was nothing much but a fridge, TV, and books. Books are so boring! Naps was at his computer. I wonder what he's doing.
I peeked over his shoulder and attempted to lean on him and phased right through him. It happened so fast I held on tight to my canteen and got up right away.
"Woo, I survived Nap!" I shouted in victory. But he looked sad.
"Oh sorry you fell… and that I'm incorporeal." He said in a timid voice. Why does he always sound sad?
"No don't be sad! You're not alive to be sad. Or undead in your case. We live to be happy! Woo!" I smiled but his adorable eyes were now filled with concern.
"Are you ok? It's just you hit your head on the table and now… There's something red coming out of your head." Was he listening to me at all? I told him to chill not worry!
"Hm! You didn't listen to me!" I stopped to drink more of the canteen. "Stop worrying. Have fun!" I think he got the lesson. I heard my phone ring. I should take this outside. Now time for me to go.
"Bye Naps! Wait, I could take a picture of you and I'll remember you forever!" My mind was blown. I quickly answered my phone. "I'll call you back later." Then I quickly hung up and opened the camera. "Naps!!! Picture now please!" I looked at Naps, he looked sad, and was crying a hole into the floor. It is my fault, isn't it?
I grabbed my drink. I shook the bottle violently above my mouth, there has to be more in here. I got every last drop! I'm not sure how monster booze works but this last bit sent me into a blackout.
I didn't remember anything else, I woke up to the smell of burnt spaghetti on a piano covered in cups. With a badge on my head and I was wearing Papyrus's jacket.