"Chara...you promised me.."

Chara froze where they are. They got caught. And by Asriel, no less.

"You promised me you wouldn't go after him!" Asriel crumples the paper in his fist. " e!"

Chara shakes their head and turns to face him. "I-I can explain! He..H-He..-"

"No, Chara," Asriel takes a step back. "..I'm really disappointed in you. You promised me you wouldn't...you broke a promise, Chara. I don't think I can trust you anymore..."

"I-I..!" Chara stammers. "I'm sorry...I'm really sorry..I won't do it again..I just..I.."

"No, Chara," Asriel sighs sadly. "Chara, I...I don't think..." He pauses before his next words.

"I don't think we can be friends anymore."

Chara felt like their heart was just ripped out and crushed in front of them. They slump down onto the floor. Asriel bows his head and starts walking away. Chara backs against the wall. They feel the tears coming fast. They start sobbing into their hands. They felt so stupid. They didn't even consider what would happen if they got caught.

"..What's up?" Chara heard Sans in the doorway. Chara shakes their head rapidly and curls up.

Sans looks at the floor, noticing the buttercups. "Woah-WOAH. Uh...you weren't trying to...? Were you..?"

Chara softly shakes their head. "I..I-I...!"

Sans felt...really awkward. He decided he really had no other option than to help Chara out. He kneels down next to them and sighs.

"..Kid...What's going on..?" He tries to lock eye contact and fails. "And..what's with the flowers..?"

Chara trembles. "N..No...no..! Stop trying to help me..you..you d-don't-!" Chara starts sobbing again.

"Look, Chara.." Sans sighs. "I may not be your biggest fan but I gotta help you out. What's going on? Why are you crying?"

Chara curls up tighter. "I...I..Asriel...he...I...M-Messed up and I..." Chara can't finish their sentence.

"Slow down...Asriel..?" Sans asks. "What happened with him...? You messed up? What'd you do?"

"..I'll explain." Asriel was behind Sans. His voice was emotionless. "..Come on.."

Sans sighs and stands up. He follows Asriel into another room. Asriel looks at the floor.

"...Chara broke a promise," Asriel mumbled. "They broke my trust, and I just decided to end our friendship. They've done a lot of bad stuff and...I..I guess this is the last straw.."

Sans frowns. "Really? This is your last straw? Not the murders? Not getting you killed? But a broken promise? What even was this promise?"

Asriel huffed. "Someone at school attacked me and Chara promised not to go after them...they did. That's..why they had buttercups. They were going to poison him."

"Is this the same kid that Chara stabbed?" Sans quirked an eyebrow. Asriel nodded. Sans sighed and rubbed his temples.

"Fucking Christ..that child's a mess. This might not have been a problem if violence wasn't their go-to option."

Asriel sneered. "Yeah...Sometimes I wonder why I ever tried to be nice to them. For a while I really thought they were a good person..and when Frisk brought us both back to life, I thought they had changed. Guess I was wrong. I guess they really are just a lying, cheating coward."

Now would've been the worst time for Chara to be eavesdropping. And that's exactly what happened. Chara takes a step back, feeling breathless. They rush to their room and slam the door. They feel all their anxiety and panic setting in at once. They drop violently down to the floor, feeling their breathing quicken. They start trembling and crying heavily. They feel their tears getting thicker. Chara prays it's not what they think it is.

God dammit.

Their tears were black. Chara starts rocking back and forth. They were not feeling mentally prepared for the flood of bad memories that was sure to come in passing seconds. Sure enough, the sickly liquid starts pouring from their mouth and into a puddle on the floor. The memories coming back from the foul taste of buttercups were infinitely worse. They wouldn't have anyone to help this time. They were entirely alone. But they were okay with that. They deserved it. Asriel said it perfectly-They were a lying, cheating coward. All they'd done their whole life was lie and hurt people. No matter how hard they tried to be a good person, they always failed. It would be so much easier if they didn't have all these people that cared about them. They had to keep pretending that they were better than they were. Chara sobs into their hands, covering them in black stains. They keep hyperventilating. The vicious cycle of crying and hyperventilating goes on for a few minutes. Chara is finally able to calm down enough. They stare at their hands, then down at rhe carpet. Both were covered in black stains. Chara sniffles. They felt mentally and physically exhausted. They didn't even have the energy to try and clean themself off. They knew Asriel would be in here soon. This was his room too, after all. Chara doesn't have enough energy to move, though. Chara decided they would just let themself be yelled at.

Sure enough, the door opened a few seconds later. It wasn't Asriel, though. It was Sans.

"Kid, what's-" He stares at them for a few seconds. "...Another panic attack..?"

Chara was trembling even heavier. "G..Go away..I know you hate me..stop...stop trying to...stop trying to be nice to me.."

Sans sighs. "Look. Whether or not I hate you..doesn't really matter. I heard what happened. You..You were going to POISON him? Chara...fucking god..do you even know how stupid of an idea that was? We could've gone to court...you or someone else could be arrested...God knows we don't have the money to bail anyone out!"

Chara was too drained from their panic attack to say anything back. They just took the scolding. They needed a goodone anyway.

"And do you know how much stress that could've put on your mother? She's already trying to work multiple jobs to keep this family up and running. Imagine how she'd feel if her own child killed someone! And-"

"Maybe she wouldn't have to work so hard if you got off your ass and got a j o b, deadbeat!" Chara snaps suddenly. Too much stress was building on them. It was all about to explode. "You don't get it! You don't know what it's like. This kid is making me relive all my worst memories and darkest fears! He knows my real father. He knows my real name. Do you know how long I've worked to get that name wiped from existance?! No! You don't! You don't know anything about me! Shut the fuck up!"

Chara was breathing heavily. Their outburst wasted what little energy they had left. They look to the side.

"That doesn't give you right to kill him!" Sans hissed, taking a few steps closer to Chara. "Violence isn't the only answer, you fog-minded freak! You could've told us. Or even the police. But NO! Good old Chara Dreemurr had to resort to violence! Because that's all you can seem to do properly!"

"I said shut up!" Chara screeches. "Just get out!"

A voice speaks quietly from behind Sans.

"He's right, you know."