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Frisk was the last one off the bus. Despite it being warmer inside, he preferred the crisp outside air to the smell of sweat that permeated the bus. He turned around as he got off the last step and waved to the bus driver before beginning the short walk home.

Usually he would walk and talk with some of the other kids that got off at this stop, but today he just wanted to get home. Chara had been silent since math class, and though she generally didn't speak up unless she had something she wanted to say, Frisk was pretty sure her reticence stemmed more from the conversation they had had earlier than anything else.

Home wasn't too far from the stop, and Frisk quickly found himself at his front door. He opened it and walked inside, taking off his shoes as he did so. He could smell something cooking, probably his mother's latest stuffing experiment. He wasn't sure what about the bready dish fascinated her so much, but every Fall she would make all kinds of different varieties of the food, experimenting with different combinations and techniques.

Not that he was complaining. He was pretty sure his mother could make old boots taste good, given enough time. His stomach rumbled at the thought. Hopefully dinner would be ready soon.

He heard voices coming from the living room and plodded over. He was greeted by the sight of both his parents sitting on the couch, with Alphys comfortably nestled in one of the reading chairs.

"Hey, Mom. Dad. Alphys. What's going on over here?"

The trio looked up at him and Toriel started.

"Frisk! I did not hear you come in. How was school?"

The boy shrugged off his backpack and placed it next to the couch.

"It was alright, I guess. Just another day."

"Why don't you sit down?" Asgore gestured to the still unoccupied reading chair. "We have something we'd like to talk about."

Frisk raised a curious eyebrow, then obediently went to sit in the other chair. He didn't miss the nervous glances the reptile was sending his way. Alphys was many things, but a master of subtlety was not one of them. Though, in comparison to Undyne…

"Well, don't leave me hanging. What is it?"

Asgore and Toriel shared a glance, then Asgore asked quietly,

"Frisk… can we speak to your sister?"

The boy raised an eyebrow.

"Wow, she's certainly been popular today."

Quit it with the smart remarks, alright?

Frisk smirked, then closed his eyes.

Chara looked at her parents, settling back comfortably into the chair.

"Mom. Dad. You guys wanted to talk to me?"

Toriel glanced at Alphys, then said quietly,

"We do, but… Chara, no matter what you decide, we will support your choice."

"What we are about to tell you, we just want you to know what your options are." Asgore put in. "We want you to be happy, alright?"

"Okay…" Chara said slowly, glancing between the three Monsters. "So… what's going on?"

Toriel nodded at Alphys and the scientist began to speak, alternating between fiddling her hands nervously and resting them on her slightly swollen stomach.

"W-well, um, you see, I was talking to Asgore and Toriel, and I uh, I mentioned that I m-might be able to make you… your own body?"

Alphys continued rapid-fire, not giving Chara the opportunity to respond.

"Uh! Only if you want to, of course! I mean, i-it's just an idea, and I don't know if you w-want one, but, um, if you did want it, I could-"

"Wait-wait-what!?" Chara exclaimed, trying to get a grasp on what Alphys was saying. "Stop! Just-...what? I don't...I don't understand, what do you mean 'my own body'?"

Alphys glanced nervously at Toriel and Asgore. The two Boss Monsters nodded encouragingly at her in response. The scientist took a deep breath to calm herself.

"If… If you wanted, I could make you a robot body like… like Mettaton's."

Chara stared at the reptile for a moment, trying to process what Alphys was saying to her. Fortunately, Frisk seemed to have enough presence of mind to keep silent while she tried to get her thoughts together. Finally, she spoke up again.

"A body… like Mettaton's?"

Alphys fidgeted nervously.

"W-well, it doesn't have to be exactly like Mettaton's, if you want, you could help design the body... but it would still be a robot. I um… I don't know how to make organic bodies Uh… not without Undyne's help anyways."

Chara looked over to her parents, while Frisk snickered quietly in the back of her mind at Alphys's last comment.

"And.. you're okay with this?"

"Like we said, it is your decision." Asgore replied, his voice soothing. "Though it would be nice to be able to hug you again."

Chara looked down at her feet for a moment, then stood up slowly.

"Can… can I think about it for a moment?"

Toriel nodded.

"Of course, dear. There's no rush, take all the time you need."

The girl flashed a grateful smile to her mother, then began walking towards the stairs.

Well, what do you think? Frisk asked, as Chara sat on the edge of their bed, staring blankly at the golden flowers that covered the room's wallpaper. At his voice, Chara let out a groan and flopped back onto the bed.

I don't know! This is kind of a lot to take in! Her inner voice began mimicking Asgore's deep tones. "Come sit down Chara. By the way, we were wondering if you would like your own body." Uuurgh!

Do you not want your own body? Frisk asked curiously.

It was weird when you were gone, alright? If I had my own body, I wouldn't have you in my head anymore.

Awww, you do care.

Yeah, though I'm starting to wonder why. Chara rolled onto her side and kept staring at the wall.

I think you should do it.

Chara blinked, then gave a rueful grin.

Tired of me already, are you?

Frisk's image shook its head wildly.

No! But… He sighed. Are you really happy being in the background all the time, Chara?

Frisk's question caught the girl off guard. That did seem to have been happening a lot today. When she didn't respond, Frisk continued.

Aren't there things you want to do? Do you really want to share this body with me for the rest of our lives? I don't mind if you do, but… I get the feeling you haven't really been happy.

Chara rubbed her forehead, groaning in frustration. Frisk was right, in a lot of ways. But she still wasn't sure…

Besides, Frisk continued, a devilish grin spreading across his face. If you have your own body, then you can smooch Kid silly without sullying my virgin lips.

Chara couldn't help the bark of laughter that escaped her. Her brother's antics were starting to make her feel better despite herself. She swung her legs down and sat up on the edge of the bed again.

You're an idiot.

That wasn't a no…. Before Chara could berate him again, Frisk quickly asked; Well? What do you think?

Maybe… Maybe it would be nice to have my own body… at least for a while. I mean, I could always come back if it didn't work out, right?

Probably. I took you in once, I can do it again.

Chara nodded firmly, her resolve hardening within her. She stood up.

All right then. We'll give this a try. Then she smirked. I hope you're ready; I won't be in your head to help you with your math class anymore.

There was sudden silence from Frisk, and Chara let her grin widen.

I suddenly regret my decisions.