Chapter Twenty Seven: Angel and Demon Part Six: Food
With Khara, Toriel, etc.
"Did you find them?" Toriel asked Sans, who teleported in.
"Sorry, Tori." Sans said. "Still no luck."
"Well" Toriel said, sighing sadly. "Check up on Khara. She's taking this pretty hard."
"Will do." Sans said. He teleported to the Judgement Hall, where Khara was (and had been since Chara and Frisk's disappearances two weeks ago). Khara was expelling a ton of energy and looked exhausted. She was panting heavily, sweat pouring off of her face.
"You okay, Khara?" Sans asked, concerned for the Nekomon. "You don't look so good."
"You have no idea how it feels." Khara said, stopping the expulsion of her energy, trying her hardest not to pass out or break down. "You don't know how it feels to not be with your child for thirteen years, reuniting with her only to see her taken."
"Well" Sans said, putting a hand on Khara's shoulder. "I've lost Papyrus more times than I can count. That's gotta be like that in a sense."
"I know." Khara said. "But, Chara's my only daughter, born of me and my lover, Grey. She's the only think I have left of my previous life."
"We'll find her." Sans said. "And Frisk."
With Chara and Frisk
Chara and Frisk appeared in a town, Chara still carrying Frisk, several people (all humans) around them turning to look at the two teenagers with strangely colored eyes (remember, Chara's eyes looked like they did in her demon form (minus the bleeding) and Frisk's were still greyish blue), dressed in red and white uniforms that had large green hearts on them.
"Where are we?" Frisk asked, looking around.
"No idea." Chara said, shrugging. "I just teleported us to get us out of that facility."
"So" Frisk said. "You have no idea where this place is?"
"Well" Chara said. "I was thinking of it when I teleported, so we should be nearby. The problem is, I don't know where it is in relation to here."
"Do you think we should ask around?" Frisk asked.
"Maybe." Chara said. A growl interrupted them.
"First." Frisk said, embarrassed. "Let's get something to eat."
"That was your stomach?" Chara said laughing. "I thought it was mine."
"Maybe we're both hungry." Frisk said, laughing.
"I feel like I haven't eaten in weeks." Chara said.
"Chara" Frisk said. "You feel like that if you haven't eaten in two hours."
"Well, I'm still hungry." Chara said. "Let's find something to eat."
"Just don't clean the place out." Frisk said, smiling.
"Frisk." Chara said, mischievously smiling. "You better be careful what you say. I still remember your weakness."
"W-weakness?" Frisk asked, getting a little nervous.
"Yep." Chara said, leaning close to Frisk's ear and whispering, a grin on her face. "I know you're still veeery ticklish."
"You wouldn't." Frisk said, starting to get a little nervous.
"Wouldn't I?" Chara asked, her tone suggesting that she would.
"Right." Frisk said. The two of them looked around for a restaurant. Chara noticed a store nearby and walked into it.
"Why are we going in here?" Frisk asked.
"Need a quick snack." Chara said. "Can't search for food on an empty stomach."
"If you were anyone else" Frisk said. "That'd make no sense."
"Look" Chara said. "I don't know when the last time I ate was, but I need a snack to tide me over."
"Understood." Frisk said, getting down from Chara's grip. Chara walked over to the food section, passing through the children's toys section.
"I never understood half of these toys." Frisk said, picking one up. It was a set of cards.
"Well" Chara said. "You weren't raised as a human. Human stuff might not be your thing."
"Well, these are cute." Frisk said, picking up a set of cat ears that was part of a larger Halloween costume (apparently, the store hadn't cleared out its October stock yet).
"They're too small for you though." Chara said. "That's for children."
"Well, still." Frisk said, putting them back.
"Maybe later." Chara said, a gleam in her eyes. "Now, help me find something that'll tide me over until we find a restaurant."
"How about those?" Frisk asked, pointing to a bunch of granola bars. I've heard they keep you from being super hungry."
"Sweet." Chara said, taking a few. Her expression then turned to one of realization.
"What?" Frisk asked.
"We have no G." Chara said.
"Actually" Frisk said, pulling a small pouch full of G out of her pocket. "I found this when we were inside the facility. It should have enough to get us something to eat."
"Sweet." Chara said, grabbing two bars for each of them and walking up to the register. The cashier looked at them in small confusion.
"Nice costumes." He said. "But, Halloween was a few months ago. And, what's up with your eyes?"
"What do you mean, 'what's up with my eyes'?" Chara asked, then noticing a mirror on the back wall.
"They look like that." Chara said. "Though, usually it's when I'm angry."
"Interesting." The cashier said, shrugging. "So, what're you buying?"
"these." Chara said, placing the bars down on the register, along with the appropriate amount of G.
"Okay." The cashier said, nodding. "Is that all?"
"Yep.' Chara said, her and Frisk leaving the store.
"Hold on." Frisk said, running into the store really quickly and running back out two minutes later.
"What'd you get?" Chara asked.
"You'll see." Frisk said, a mischievous grin on her face.
"I'll bet I will." Chara said, chuckling.
"So." Frisk said, thinking as the two of them ate their bars. "What should we do now?"
"We should find a restaurant." Chara said, her mouth full of her bars. Frisk managed to pick the words up all the same.
"Yeah." Frisk said. "But, where is one?"
"Not sure." Chara said. "We could just look around."
"Guess it's our only option.' Frisk said.
The two of them walked around until they found what looked like a restaurant. They walked inside, the waiter coming up to them.
"Hello." He said, glancing at their eyes briefly. "How can I serve you?"
"Well" Chara said, shrugging. "You can start by finding us a table."
"Right this way." The waiter said, leading them to a table. The two of them got menus and browsed them, Chara skimming quickly to the meat section while Frisk looked all over.
"So" the waiter asked. "What can I get you?"
"Something that bleeds when I take a bite out of it." Chara said.
"So, meat then?" the waiter asked. "Like steak?"
"Pretty much, yeah." Chara said. "As rare as you can legally get it."
"I'll take some too." Frisk said. "But, a little more done."
The waiter nodded, heading into the kitchen and giving the chef their order. Chara and Frisk sat in their seats, leaning forward and talking.
"So" Frisk said. "We need to figure out where we're gonna go from here."
"I don't know." Chara said. "Probably head north."
"Why north?" Frisk asked.
"I don't f #$ing know.' Chara said, shrugging. "I have no idea where to go. The place isn't nearby. We saw most of this town walking here."
"Right." Frisk said, thinking. "We don't have any leads, so we may just have to look around some more or ask someone."
"Excuse me." A voice said from nearby them. "But, could you two please turn around? You two in the red and white uniforms."
Chara and Frisk turned around to see what resembled a skeleton wearing ghostly robes. Cracks were in his skull both of them stemming from his eyes.
"Who are you?" Chara asked, her tone getting defensive and threatening. "And what do you want?"
"I am a friend." The skeleton said, bowing slightly.
"Well, excuse me if I don't trust you." Chara said, her and Frisk standing up, Chara standing in front of Frisk. "But, the last man I remember with skeleton hands wasn't really on the same side as me."
"I assure you I will not harm you." The skeleton said, holding his hands up.
"So" Chara said. "What do you want?"
"I wish" the skeleton said. "For you to follow me."
"And if we refuse?" Chara said, her voice nearly a growl.
"You may never regain your memories.' The skeleton said.
"Give us a name." Chara said. "Then we'll talk."
"My name is Gaster." The skeleton said. "You do not need to introduce yourselves. I already know who you are."
"What do you want?" Frisk asked.
"I wish to take you home." Gaster said, holding out his hand to Chara and Frisk.
Chara suspiciously took Gaster's hand, holding Frisk's hand. Gaster then teleported, taking the two of them with him.
So, they're finaly getting back home. But, will this help restore their memories? Or is there something else that must be done? And, how will they adjust if they can't regain them? Find out soon.
I actually am starting a 'deleted scenes' side story for this fic in relation to the FallenChild (FriskxChara) shipping (to me the already conceived term 'Charisk' sounds like a DBZ fusion-which would be cool, but still). It will have some oneshots and such that are either a little too 'suggestive' or just don't fit with the story in how it's going at this point, but are just too hilarious or well thought out to pass up. I won't update it as much as this story (it'll only update when i think up an idea that meets the criteria to be in it instead of Underschool), but occasionally it will.
