Thank you for the continued report!
I'm sorry for waiting almost all week before writing but you know, I've got to sort out all my idea's and stuff, and I've got other stories...
BUT!
I won't stop writing this for you guys since you all seem to like it so much!
So, without further ado (also thank you for the idea's dearest readers!)
The next chapter!
Chapter 5: It was worth it, I wouldn't have done anything different.
How time passed, now Bella was 12 and Asriel 14.
Bella waited, she watched her parents go to attend duties, her brother go off to school, and when the door clicked shut for the last time, she dashed to her room. She knew she wouldn't have much time, her mother would be back around noon from shopping to begin her lessons for the day.
Reaching under her bed, she pulled out a box within contained; a faded denim vest, a brown button up shirt, an orange tee shirt, faded blue jeans, and black high top tennis shoes.
Yes the outfit was simple, but that's what she needed. One too many well placed pranks had landed her a three weeks grounding. Which was only three days in.
Taking off the purple dress with the delta rune on it, she quickly shimmied into the tee shirt, that had a picture of a large brown dog paw print on the front, the button up top was quickly buttoned by nibble fingers, followed quickly by the vest. Jumping into the jeans, Bella-Anne hurriedly tied the shoes halfway, letting the rest fold over the edge.
Casting a quick glance in the mirror, she stared at her reflection, her two green eyes in full view, bangs pulled back with the rest of her hair into a perfect ponytail of unruly auburn.
Quickly undoing the hair tie, she ran out the door, careful not to slam it or leave it partially open, goodness only knows how that got her into a heap of trouble last time she did this.
So, slinking out into the streets, she carefully weaved through the crowded streets of New home, where monsters bustled this way and that, shopping goods, foods, clothing, and other nick-knacks.
Her blood froze momentarily when she caught sight of Toriel, basket still empty as she continued to a specific part of town.
Once past her mother, the young preteen ran through the remaining towns, careful not to run into anyone who would recognize her completely.
Once to Snowdin, she stopped to catch her breath, her cheeks flushed and heart hammering against her chest harshly.
Her emerald gaze drifted up, she stood outside the very building she wanted to be at; Grillby's bar and grill.
She waited until her breath had steadied, and her heart had finally slowed to a safe pace. Smiling proudly to herself as she looked at the little electronic watch around her wrist.
"45:37.29... New record!" She thought with elation, her long legs made her almost as tall as Asriel, but she knew that once he began having growth spurts, he would likely be the same height as their father, which meant, again, she would still be the shortest. Pushing open the door, she was blown back by the smell of fries, smoke, burg, soda, other drinks that Grillby served that she was too young to taste, and ketchup.
But that was just the aroma, The warmth that enveloped young girl was only contrasted by the chilly winter air that blew against her back. The jukebox played songs selected by the different patrons, each different or the same, varying only on who had slipped a coin in, Laughter, clinking glasses, words Bella was NEVER to repeat, sizzling food, and Grillby's body crackling and popping.
She paused, letting it wash over her, and then entered the threshold, letting it swallow her whole.
Sitting at the bar she heard a whoopie cushion sound out from under her. From not too far a way, a stout skeleton chuckled, his face hidden by a blue hoodie.
"Very funny." Belle dead-panned, ordering some fries and a chocolate bubbly pop.
"Heh, glad you like jokes kid. So, what'cha doin' here?" The skeleton asked, suddenly appearing right beside her.
"Just came to get a snack, and hang out." The child responded, carefully eyeing him from the corner of her bright green eyes.
"Well, I know somethin." He said moving his skull closer to her own, his breath beating against the shell of her ear. "Your supposed to be grounded."
Bella-Anne tensed, choking on the fry in her mouth. She turned to him and did her best to seem aloof but she failed miserably. "What d... do you mean?"
"You still got 19 days left kid. I'd suggest you get back." He said.
She dug in her pocket and placed some G on the counter, quickly taking the carry-out tray with her fries. "Hate to eat and fry but- uh... I think I left my stove on at home...!"
Bella-Anne took off out the door, her body numbed by the cold air, but the cold, oh, the numbing cold didn't sting, it didn't burn her body, it did nothing.
In that moment, she felt nothing.
She ran down the snow filled streets, never paying attention as to where her feet were blindly taking her.
Pale skin paled further. Cheeks were no longer rosy. Just pale, almost lifeless skin, the layers of clothing not aiding to add any warmth, that continued to flee the child's body.
Still on she pressed, if she could just get to the ruins, she could warm up. She could finish her fries. She could...
Bella-Anne collapsed like a crumpled piece of paper into the cold snow of the forest, everything beginning to go white, blurring the edge of her vision.
She tried to crawl further, the door to the ruins had to be close, it just had to be. Her voice was gone, her body seemingly not there.
"...help... me... some... one... please... help... me..."
Soft words were drowned out by the screaming wind, her soul beginning to glow within her body, on the verge of becoming the one thing all monsters feared.
Dusted.
DUN DUN DUUUUUUUN!
I am EVIL!
I have seen the light!
I have L.O.V.E.!
*evil Chara and Flowey laughter*
Me: yells in fear and anger and pushes Flowey and Chara out of my laptop.*
Sorry about that!
Just a few bugs...
Don't worry, this isn't the end.
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GET OUT OF MY COMPUTER YOU FREAKY FLOWER AND KID! OUT!