Chapter Twenty Eight: Angel and Demon Part Seven: Home

The three of them appeared in front of a house that was two stories high (it was their house, but remember, they have amnesia). It had white paint and blue shutters. Gaster walked the two of them up to the door, knocking on it. His position put him so he was in front of Chara and Frisk. A short skeleton wearing a blue hoodie and black athletic shorts answered the door, looking at Gaster.

"'Sup, pops." Sans said. "What brings you here?"

"I've come to bring back some things that belong here." Gaster said, moving out of the way and revealing Frisk and Chara.

"Who are—" Sans began to ask before he realized who the two were. "Oh my god."

Sans teleported away, returning about thirty seconds later with a woman dressed in what looked like a grey version of the outfits Frisk and Chara were wearing. The green heart on it was upside down, like Chara's. She had long, flowing brown hair that went down her back. Her left eye was red while her right was grey. She looked at Frisk and Chara, her brain processing what she was seeing. Immediately and without warning, she wrapped her arms tightly around Chara.

"Oh, Chara." She said, tears coming to her eyes. "My baby. You're okay. I was so worried. I thought I'd lost you."

"Um, hi." Chara said, getting uncomfortable from the hug. Khara then looked into her daughter's demonic colored eyes, realizing that Chara didn't recognize her at all.

"Why don't you recognize me?" Khara said, tears escaping her eyes.

"I really don't remember anything" Chara said. "Except me, Frisk, and Rachaya."

"Rachaya." Khara said, clenching a fist. "She had something to do with this, didn't she?"

"I don't know." Gaster said. "I didn't ask them what happened. I simply brought them here."

"Right." Khara said. "Thank you."

"Welcome." Gaster said. The skeleton teleported, leaving them to themselves.

"So" Khara asked. "You don't remember anyone other than Frisk?"

"Pretty much.' Chara said.

"Well" Khara said, placing a hand over her heart. "I'm your mother. Your birth mother. My name is Khara. Khara Darkspawn. Your full name is Chara Sotura Darkspawn."

"Hi, Khara." Chara said, waving.

"Are your memories gone too, Frisk?" Khara asked, concerned.

"Yes." Frisk said, nodding.

"Well, I'll be right back." Khara said. "Come in and make yourselves comfortable."

Frisk and Chara walked into the house, going over to the couch and sitting down next to each other. Frisk leaned onto Chara and Chara put her arm around her, holding her close and leaning onto her. Chara looked around, trying to spark her memories.

A goat like monster in a blue dress walked down the stairs, catching sight of Frisk and Chara. Her eyes widened as she realized who they were (A/N: the outfits and their eyes kind of throw off beings for a second). She ran over, hugging them.

"Oh, my children!" she cried. "I am so glad you are safe. I was so worried."

"Are you my mother too?" Chara asked. "I really can't remember and neither can she."

"In a sense." Toriel said. "I'm your adoptive mother. Both of you."

"Oh" Frisk said. "Well, you seem nice."

"Thank you, my child." Toriel said. "It's so good to have you back."

"Well" Chara said. "Before we do anything else, we need to get some sleep."

"Well" Toriel said, standing up. "Frisk's bedroom is the first on the left when you go up the stairs. Yours is the second. However, your bed is still in a state of, um, disrepair after you and Asriel fell on it in one of your skirmishes."

"Well" Chara said, her and Frisk standing up. "We're using your bed then."

"Okay, my children." Toriel said, moving so Frisk and Chara could head up the stairs. "Come down when you've rested and we'll talk."

"Okay." Frisk and Chara said, entering Frisk's room.

"Poor children." Toriel said. "Without their memories."

With Frisk and Chara

Chara lay down on Frisk's bed, Frisk laying down on top of her. Chara put an arm around her, rubbing her head. Their eyes started to close when they heard the door open, a certain voice startling them fully awake.

"HUMAN! SCARY HUMAN! YOU HAVE RETURNED FROM YOUR ERRANDS!" came the voice of Papyrus (Sans had told him that so he wouldn't worry). The tall skeleton grabbed the two teens in a hug.

"H-hi." Frisk said. "Can you tell us who you are again?"

"HOW COULD YOU NOT REMEMBER THE GREAT PAPYRUS?!" Papyrus shouted, putting his hands up to his head.

"Sorry, Papyrus." Frisk said, apologizing as she propped herself up on her elbows. "We kinda got amnesia and only remember each other."

"DON'T WORRY, YOU TWO!" Papyrus said, holding up a hand. "I WILL MAKE YOU SOME SPAGHETTI! THAT WILL HELP YOU REGAIN YOUR MEMORIES!"

"Thanks, Papyrus." Frisk said, smiling as Papyrus dashed out of the room.

"Well" Chara said. "He's interesting."

"I can tell." Frisk said. "But, he's funny, though."

"I know." Chara said. "Surprised I could forget someone like him though."

"Yeah.' Frisk said, smiling.

"Well" Chara said. "I guess we should get some sleep. We did just break out of that facility."

"Okay." Frisk said. "But, when we wake up, I've got something to show you."

"What is it?" Chara asked.

"Ah ah ah." Frisk said, wiggling a finger. "You'll just have to wait and see."

"Fine." Chara said, sighing. "Let's snooze then."

"Sounds good to me." Frisk said, laying down on Chara, the two of them beginning to sleep almost instantly.

With Toriel, Khara, Sans, etc.

"So" Khara said. "What are we gonna do?"

"I'M MAKING THEM MY MEMORY SPAGHETTI!" Papyrus said, waving his noodle covered spoon in the air. "IT WILL HELP THEM REGAIN THEIR MEMORIES FOR SURE!"

"They lost their memories?" Undyne asked. "How?"

"No idea." Khara said. "They're resting up on Frisk's bed."

Alphys' mouth began to drop open, her lips forming a grin. Undyne looked at her, knowing what was happening.

"No, Alphy.' She said, shaking her head. "You can't automatically assume…"

"I was right!" Alphys shouted. "It's the FallenChild dream was writing about."

"FallenChild?" Khara asked.

"It's what she calls the pairing of Frisk and Chara." Undyne said.

"Pairing?" Toriel asked. "Like dating?"

"Yep.' Undyne said.

"Ah, I see." Toriel said. "That's an interesting name."

"Back to the important matters." Khara said, clearing her throat loudly. "We need to discuss the amnesia itself."

"What about it?" Undyne asked. "It's just amnesia."

"They disappeared for two weeks." Khara said, crossing her arms. "I'm willing to bet they didn't go willingly. And came back with very little memories. Granted, I didn't ask them anything, but it does seem odd that they lost their memories."

"Well" Alphys said. "Maybe they were forced to forget them."

"Hmm?" Khara thought. "But, by who? Those uniforms they were wearing just scream Order of the Three Hearts, but I can't place it. Also, there's their eyes. Chara's eyes seem to be permanently as in her demon form. And Frisk's eyes look almost like they're angelic."

"So?" Undyne asked. "Frisk had healing magic, so it's possible she could have her eyes go like that because of it."

"Well, it's more angelic than normal." Khara said. "It just worries me. She said they only remembered themselves, each other, and Rachaya for some reason. I don't know how that little demon's involved in this, but I know from personal experience that when she does get involved, it's never good."

"Well" Sans said. "Maybe they learned to use whatever magic they're capable of using better and it changed their eyes."

"That's another thing." Khara said. "I could sense their power has risen to a level that neither of them could reach in two weeks. Something's off about this whole thing. If they actually did lose their memories—"

"Do you think they could be lying?" Toriel asked.

"It depends on what happened to them during those two weeks." Khara said. "I don't know, but it would be good to find out."

"Well" Toriel said. "We should let them sleep for now. We can ask them tomorrow."

"Oh" Khara said, looking down in a thinking pose. "You can be damn sure I will."


so, they're going to ask them some questions. Wonder if we'll figure out what happened to them.