'What?'
That was the only word Chara could think of as the figure's hood was swept back to reveal a grinning skull, with pinpricks of light in empty sockets for eyes. Frisk merely giggled at the prank, and Chara regained her ability to speak as she decided to just accept what had just happened and not question it. Upon hearing the skeleton exclaim "it's always funny" she muttered "More like always crappy." For a split second she swore she saw a bright blue eye glaring into her soul(?), but as fast as it came, it was gone. She shrugged it off as just a figment of her imagination. After all, no other monster had been able to see her, why should this idiotic skeleton be any different?
"anyways, i'm sans, sans the skeleton. you're a human right?" They stiffened at that. Was this 'Sans' hostile to humans? What if he was a guard? "i'm actually supposed to be on watch for humans, but, iiii don't really care about capturing anyone" Both Frisk and Chara let out a breath they hadn't known they'd been holding. "but my brother on the other hand, he's a human hunting fanatic. hey, here is is now." Sans walked through the gate, and said, "go through this gate. yeah, go right through. my bro made the bars too wide to stop anyone." Frisk, being a polite child, didn't object to following this stranger who just said that his brother wanted to capture humans, much to the surprise and annoyance of Chara. "What? You're just going to follow him? He literally just said his brother was in the next clearing, and you follow him? If you keep blindly trusting monsters you're going to get yourself killed! Frisk! Are you even listening to me?"
Chara had no choice but to follow Frisk (something about being 'soul-bonded' or whatever) and so follow them she did, into a large clearing. "quick, behind that conveniently shaped lamp" 'Huh, that is pretty convenient.' Chara thought as she floated about a metre behind Frisk. Suddenly, a larger skeleton came marching into the clearing, yelling Sans' name at the top of his lungs(?). What followed was the most peculiar conversation Chara had ever witnessed, consisting of yelling, puns, more yelling and more puns. What was wrong with these monsters? Then the larger skeleton left, prompting Frisk to creep out from behind the convenient lamp.
Hey, really short chapter (even for me). The reason for this is I have a question to ask: how many people reading this want it to continue? The reason I'm asking is because recently I've been losing my love for this story, and if no one wants to see it continue and I'm not that enthusiastic about writing it, then there's no reason to write it. If I do decide to stop it I won't stop writing Undertale stories. I really like these characters, but I just don't have the same love for Wingless Angel than I did a few chapters ago. I also want to write these characters in an original plot, not just retelling the game. That's why I'm more enthusiastic about writing my other Undertale story on AO3, Eye for an Eye. So, if you want to see this story continue, just leave a review saying so. Bbbbyyyyyeeeee