Well…this is embarrassing. So much for updating every week.
I'm going to be honest with you guys, I just can't update every week. I forget, or I just don't have enough time. So, I can't give you an regular thing, but I can try to devise a schedule. At the end of each chapter I'll give a date which I think the next chapter will be up by. They'll probably range from 1-2 weeks time. Anyway, onto the replies!
socialgirl378 – Yep, Chara is regaining some of her emotions. However, she still has a long way to go before she's as nice as Frisk.
Tip, tap, tip, tap.
The sound of footsteps shocked Chara from their daze, and she spun around to face Frisk. A quick look at their inventory (which apparently Chara could do) showed that they had a slice of butterscotch-cinnamon pie. Must have been a gift from Toriel. "What do you want?" Chara exclaimed in a harsh tone. Frisk flinched a bit, then began signing.
'Toriel said I could look around the house, and I wanted to find you. I'm not sure of the exact time, as I took a nap, but I think it's been almost an hour since we entered the house.'
'An hour? I was really just floating here for that long.' Chara wondered. 'Let's just hope they don't ask why I was in her-'
As if Frisk had read Chara's mind, they signed 'Why were you in here? Have you been here the whole time?'
Chara stared at them, unblinking, before scowling. "Well, I was in here because mind your own damn business." Frisk looked down-heartened, before slowly signing, 'I'm sorry.'
'Oh god, they're upset. Wait, why should I care whether they're upset or not? It's their fault for being nosy!' Despite Chara's internal scolding of her acknowledging Frisk's feelings, she quickly replied "Look, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that. It's just…this place brings back old memories." Interest flashed across the human's face, prompting the ghost to shout "And don't think you're getting any information about those memories!" Frisk attempted to look upset whilst hiding a small smile. They failed. Soon they were in fits of giggles, and Chara couldn't help but laugh a bit too. Toriel rushed into the room exclaiming "Is everything alright, my child?"
'Yeah, it's fine, I just remembered something funny' Frisk signed back.
"Oh, ok. Just tap my shoulder if you need me." And with that Toriel was gone, retreating back to her favourite armchair beside the fire. Frisk followed her, and tapped her shoulder, making her giggle a little. "Yes, my child?"
'When can I go home?'
The shift in Toriel's expression was immediate, smile instantaneously fading, before returning again, but more of a grimace this time
"What do you mean? This is your home now."
Oooooohhhh noooo
This was not good. Not only did Toriel keeping them interfere with Chara's plan, it meant her sanity regarding children had lowered dramatically. When Chara had known her Toriel had been a bit smothering, but nothing too bad. Her motherly attitude towards Chara and…him…was comforting, and had helped Chara with some of her issues. But losing both her children must have taken a large toll on her, as keeping a child with her against their will was not the sanest thing to do.
Frisk tried again.
'How do I leave the ruins?'
Toriel attempted to steer the conversation onto the topic of snails, but it was no use. Frisk just tried, again and again. They were determined to leave. Eventually, Toriel stood up, making Frisk jump back a bit. "There's something I must do."
This was not good.
Chara followed Frisk down the magenta staircase, and into the dark purple corridor. Frisk found themselves thinking 'She sure does love purple'. They shook the thought from their mind. Now was not the time for silly thoughts like that. They reached Toriel, prompting her to say how they will be killed if they step foot outside the ruins. At the mention of Asgore's name Chara shuddered involuntarily. Asgore, killing humans? Had her death really affected the Dreemur family that much?
But now, here they were. Standing in front of the imposing door, shivering from the chill of the unheated room, Frisk found themselves facing Toriel. Her head was lowered as she uttered the words both Frisk and Chara were hoping with all the might of their combined soul not to hear.
"Prove yourself. Fight me."
The two halfs of the soul flashed as Frisk was launched into their first battle against a boss monster. Purple lights flickered and danced across the darkened background, spare magic crackling in the air. Toriel faced them with nothing in her eyes, and summoned her first attack.
Several flame attacks, a spider donut, and then more flames later, Frisk was on their last legs. Their knees looked like they would buckle at any moment, their hands were shaking and their health was at a measly 2 hp. Toriel, however, had finally stopped attacking. Frisk had refused to fight, sparing every turn with the exception of one, where they ate a spider donut. Chara was very impressed. In a situation like this, after sparing a few times she just would have started attacking, even if it was her former adopted mother. If all went according to plan, Chara and Frisk would take the King's soul, and when that happened Chara would absorb it before Frisk even had the time to touch it. After that… She found herself grinning at the thought of all the power she would have.
Her attention was caught by colour once again returning to the room, and the sight of Frisk hugging Toriel. Rage sparked in her there. That was her mother, and here Frisk was making her family love them. How dare they. Chara sulked as Frisk pushed open the large purple doors, and stepped outside.