***Here I am, with the next installment! Hopefully this chapter will be a bit more entertaining than the last one. Although I don't know. Anyways, Frisk goes to Toby Fox, Maia goes to me, and let's roll!

Chapter Two: At The Wagner's

The first thing Frisk thought upon waking up on someone else's couch was, Where am I?

"Good morning, sunshine! I trust you slept well."

The voice belonged to none other than Maia. Frisk jumped. "Where did you take me?" they asked.

"Where else, silly? My house! My mom and dad are both gone this weekend, so they have no way of interfering with playtime," Maia explained. She nudged the trash can by the living room couch with her foot. "And you might need this. The drugs in the candy have some...unpleasant side effects," she added.

Frisk was about to ask what was meant by that, but they felt it first. They leaned over and threw up into the trash can provided. After a few moments, they were better.

"Good now?" Maia asked. "Yeah. But what's going on? Why am I here?" Frisk asked.

"I've always wanted someone like you. Someone kind, someone strong. Someone special. And that's you!" Maia said. Frisk was no less creeped out by that. They stood up. "I'm going home," they said.

But, the door was locked.

"How dumb do you think I am? All the doors in the house are locked by an electric security system, all of the windows are locked and made of about the strongest glass available, and any other ways out have been blocked off. There's no way out of here for you," Maia explained.

Frisk felt at their pockets, only to realize that whatever they had in their pockets at the meeting was gone. "Where's my stuff?" they asked.

"Once more, I used my head. While you were sleeping, I took all of your things. They and all other means of outside communication are locked away, out of your reach," Maia added.

Frisk gritted their teeth behind closed lips as they racked their brain for any idea as to what to do. Until they saw something. "What's that cord?" they asked.

Maia adjusted her shirt so that the leather cord that had briefly shown itself to be around her neck was hidden once again. "Nothing!" she yelped. But, it was certainly something.

Frisk put that to the side. "There's got to be something you forgot to close off. There's got to be a way out," they said. "I'll follow you as you try. After my mom and dad left, I made sure you would have no possible way out," Maia said.

So, Frisk searched the entire ground floor, trying to desperately open any exit. True to her word, Maia had sealed off everything. Frisk went up the stairs and found that those doors were opened. A bathroom, what had to have Maia's parents' room, and a closet. Then there was the last door.

"Please, tell me there's something in here," Frisk mumbled. They barely had time to grab the doorknob.

"DON'T TOUCH THAT DOOR!" Maia screamed. She swung at Frisk, nailing their jaw hard enough to knock them down. They lost 2 HP to that hit. "Ow!" Frisk exclaimed. They stood up, rubbing at their cheek.

Yet, Maia was smiling. "Let's go back downstairs. No need to go in there," she said in a chipper tone of voice. Frisk was a little surprised that someone could flip from emotion to emotion so quickly. "Just...don't hit me again," they said. "Then come downstairs," Maia insisted. Frisk followed right after.

The two went back to the living room. "So why do you want me here, other than me being apparently special?" Frisk asked.

"Y'see, I want a friend. I want a little sibling. And my new little sibling is Frisk Dreemurr-Wagner! We're gonna have playtime. Forever...and ever...and ever! Hee-hee!" Maia giggled.

Frisk would admit, they were now even more scared by the maniac in front of them. "My friends will save me. Don't you worry!" they said, trying to assure themselves of that more than anything.

Maia clenched her fists. "Any more talk like that, and you're going to be put away!" she threatened. "Put away?" Frisk echoed. "A little place that you don't want to see. So you might wanna shut up about that friends that won't find you, my little Dreemurr-Wagner sibling!" Maia said, flipping right back to happiness.

"Please don't call me that. But...don't you have anyone else to speak to? You have a weekend to yourself and you're how old?" Frisk asked. "Sixteen! But I don't have my license yet. Nor do I have...very many friends. And the only pet I've ever had, this little chameleon named Kylo...I don't know where he is. Either he blended in or he has truly gone. But that doesn't matter, for my little Dreemurr-Wagner sibling in here," Maia explained.

Frisk was silent for a few moments as they took that in. "So...what do we do now?" they asked at last.

Maia went over to the coffee table and picked up her green book from the previous day. "You asked what was in here, and it's later! Sit down," she said. Frisk reluctantly sat down on the couch.

"Let's see here...Fun With Frisk! First on the list, let's take a look. A-ha! One moment," Maia said. She left towards the kitchen and came back with something unexpected.

"Knife Tag!" she exclaimed, holding a steak knife.

Frisk let out a scream, falling into the floor out of shock. They scrambled to stand back up. "Please put that away, I have bad memories with knives," they pleaded.

"Oh, I won't hurt you. The rules of the game are just like normal tag. But, you have to tag the other person with the knife! No throwing, hard stabbing, or tagging in places that-if one were to be stabbed-would result in a fatality. Understood?" Maia asked.

"I really don't want to play..." Frisk commented.

Maia flipped the knife in her hand. "I'll be it first," she decided. Then, she bolted forward.

Frisk could only run and put their dodging skills to use.

Please, guys, help me quickly...

***That's all the time I have for this chapter. I hope you enjoyed this installment. Anyways, be sure to leave a review on the way out, and I'll see you all in the next one! Bye!