Frisk started coughing uncontrollably, and it was a nasty one. They also complained their stomach was hurting, and their throat was sore. Toriel took Frisk's temperature and yep, they were definitely sick. Undyne and Alphys went to go get human medicine at the store. It was just a few weeks in January, and Frisk had school tomorrow. "If this fever doesn't go away tomorrow, I'll stay home with you." Toriel seemed panicked. Frisk could understand why, but it was probably just a cold or flu. "You don't have to." Frisk said. "But I want to." Toriel replied kissing Frisk's forehead. "You get some rest ok. I must make dinner. Would you like some soup?" Frisk nodded. Toriel left the room. Flowey stared at Frisk with an expression of complete and udder boredom. Frisk laid in bed, because they didn't want to fall asleep.
A few moments later Undyne came in. "Hey nerd, Toriel told me to give you this." She was holding a cold medicine and a glass of juice. "I heard medicine tasted awful, so I brought you a drink to wash it down. You're going to fight this sickness and WIN! You hear me?" Frisk held a thumbs up, before gulping down the medicine. Their face scrunched up by the taste, and gestured for the drink. Undyne handed it to them and they gulped it down, trying desperately to get the taste out of their mouth. Undyne headed out of the room, so Frisk decided to try and sleep.
Toriel woke them up about an hour later. "sorry dear, I was just bringing you some soup," Toriel said setting down a tray on Frisk's lap. "Did the medicine help anything?" Frisk shook their head. "Oh dear…" After you eat get some more sleep please." Frisk nodded taking some bites. Toriel left the room again. Frisk finished their soup and set it down on their dresser next to Flowey. They fell asleep again. Chara was in the dream. "Oh maybe you might die from this sickness like I did. But what you have isn't that bad, unfortunately. Look at my disease." Chara disappeared then reappeared in a bed with Asriel sitting by their side. Chara didn't look well at all. "Chara I don't like this plan anymore." Asriel wailed. "Asriel do you doubt me?" Chara coughed. Asriel stammered, "No I don't doubt you… I… I just don't want you to die." Chara managed a smile, not of kindness, but of a cruel twisted way. "Asriel you big crybaby, we are going to set them free. We just need six souls." "Six. We'll do it together right?" Chara nodded and closed their eyes. "Chara? CHARA!?" Asriel desperately shook Chara. He took a shaky breath. He proceeded to absorb Chara's soul. He then took Chara into his arms and walked out of the underground. Moments later he came back and collapsed. "Mom, dad, I'm home." Asriel body exploded into dust. Toriel started crying, as Asgore tried to calm her down with tears in his eyes.
Frisk woke up with a start. Toriel was just walking in their room holding a thermometer. "Hello frisk, feel any better? Let me take your temperature." She put the thermometer into Frisk mouth. "Oh dear, your t-temperature has g-gone up." Toriel choked. "You will not be going to school. Let me call them and ask them for a substitute." Toriel pulled out her phone and walked away. Sans entered the room. "Hey kiddo, you ok- kid, whoa, you look like you've seen a ghost, and not like Napstablook." Frisk took a shaky breath. "I-I don't want to talk about it." "alright kiddo. You need anything?" Frisk shook their head. Sans headed out.
"Flowey." Frisk called. He looked over. "What do you want?" He growled. "What happened with Chara? What was the plan?" Flowey's eyes widened. He pushed his face back as far as he could. "What do you mean? You idiot, speaking of that name." "Flowey you know what I mean, I want to know!" "Jump off a bridge." "Chara got sick, and Chara and you, Asriel, had a plan. What was it? Why did Chara get sick?" Frisk asked, leaning forward. "How do you know any of this? Shut up! Your stupid!" Flowey yelled. Frisk felt like they were pressuring. "Ok, Ok. I'll stop talking. S-sorry Flowey…" Flowey started laughing, "I know what you did, what you did to them. You didn't do a true reset that run. You think I don't know? But they won't believe me. Chara is telling you all this aren't they?" Frisk had tears in their eyes, but nodded. Flowey smiled. "Get rest, Frisk. Let's see what they tell you next." Frisk sighed. They obeyed what Flowey said and fell asleep.
They woke up to Papyrus coming in. "HUMAN I WILL HELP YOU GET THIS DISEASE AWAY FROM YOU!" Frisk rubbed their eyes. "I WILL READ YOU BOOKS! ALSO I WILL TELL STORIES OF MY AMAZING LIFE!" Frisk gave Papyrus a smile. He kept talking and talking. When Toriel came in she told Papyrus he could leave. He was reluctant about it though. Frisk had to take more gross medicine. The next day their fever didn't go down at all. Toriel seemed scared at this point. "Maybe I should call a doctor." Toriel said. "I'll make an appointment." She said walking out of the room. She walked into her room and sat on her bed crying. "I don't want to lose another to a disease. I can't lose Frisk like I did Chara." "Who's Chara?" Sans asked walking up to her. Toriel gasped. "S-sans? Chara is nobody. Why are you in here?" "First off, this is my room too. Second, Tori, come on now, don't lie. I'm here for you." Sans said sitting next to her. "We aren't losing Frisk, it's just a cold or the flu. Now who's Chara?" Toriel frowned, then sighed. "Chara is the first human to fall down, and they died from a disease. Though we don't know where they got the disease from." Toriel replied wiping her tears. "Didn't you have a son?" Sans asked. "Asriel, yes." Sans sighed. He hugged Toriel. "It's ok, Frisk isn't going to die. Nobody is." Toriel smiled. "I'm just worried about the fever." "It'll go down don't worry" Sans said.
Papyrus was in Frisk's room again. He was using Frisks dolls and toys to make a little play. Undyne was helping too. Frisk clapped when they were through. "I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, AM AN EXCELLENT ACTOR!" Papyrus stood up. Frisk gestured for the doll he was holding. He handed it to them and they started mimicking Papyrus. "GOOD IDEA, HUMAN! SHOW MY GREATNESS THROUGH DOLLS!" "You beating the sickness?" Undyne asked with a fist in the air. Frisk held a thumbs up. Toriel walked in with Sans behind her, and announced that she made the appointment.
The appointment was the next day and Frisk's fever had gone down a bit. Toriel, Sans, and Frisk entered the doctors room, and sat down. The doctor took Frisk's temperature and other things. Then started asking their symptoms. "Sounds like you have the flu." The doctor said. "Should pass soon. I say about Thursday or Friday; things should be getting better." They left the doctors and went home, where Papyrus, Alphys, and Undyne were waiting. "Is Frisk alright?" Undyne asked. "Yea, the kiddo just has the flu. No big deal." Sans replied. "THE FLU? OH THIS IS HORRIBLE! WHATS A FLU?" Papyrus whined. "It's just a type of sickness pap." Sans told him. Frisk walked upstairs and threw on their Pjs. Frisk walked back downstairs and sat on the couch. "Kiddo, you sure you don't wanna lay in your bed?" Frisk shook their head. "Alright." Sans said relaxing. Frisk laid down on Sans lap, then fell asleep.