"...A health series? On...youtube?" Frisk sat across their brother at the dining room table, bowl of fruitloops in front of them both. Evan and Frisk, despite not being related by blood, looked enough alike that nobody questioned it when they introduced each other as siblings. Evan was kind of short, though muscular because he was into self defense and MMA. He had short brown hair and pale skin, and today he wore his Bioshock T-shirt. "Yeah, it's Vinnie's idea. I mean, I think it'll be fun. We can screw around and, ya know, help people stay fit without spending money up the ass." "And you're going to be doing...nutrition?" Frisk was skeptical and even laughed a little. "Hey, I eat healthy!" "Says the guy shoving sugar cereal in his mouth and has eaten a giant container of cheese puffs." Evan nearly choked on his food and shot his sibling a look, but it was all in fun. "Do you wanna help or not? You could teach those ballet stretches and stuff you do." Frisk paused, thinking about it as their spoon hung out of their mouth. After a few seconds they shrugged and Evan cheered. "Awesome! You won't regret is man, it'll be a shit ton of fun. Anywho, I have another question for ya." He leaned forward, giving his sibling a concerned look. Frisk groaned, knowing what he was going to say. "it was just a bad dream, dude. It's no big deal." "Frisk. Brah. You have these nightmares like, ALL the time. What are they even about? You can tell your big bro. I ain't gonna judge." Frisk shook their head. "Is it about Paul? Are you having nightmares about a King Kong sized Saints flow can?" "Oh my god, you freaking nerd!" Frisk laughed, punching his arm gently. Evan smiled but they knew he wasn't going to give in so easily. "Fine.."
"It's stupid. Really. I can't even remember most of it." Frisk began. "I'm just standing in this hallway. Except I'm not. I mean, I AM, but...it's my body, and I'm there but I'm not in my body? Does that make sense? I'm just...watching. And there's someone else in the hallway, on the other side but I can't see them. They're going to hurt me. They want to hurt me because I..I guess I did something? I dunno." Frisk shoved another spoonfull of cereal into their mouth. "Okay, and?" Evan asked. "Anything else happen?" "...They talk." Frisk swallowed, but even with their mouth having just been full of milk, it felt dry. "He says something like...it's a beautiful day outside. And how kids like me...should be burning in hell." "...Damn." Evan finally leaned back, going over this information. "...Well, look. It's just a dream. And even IF it were real, I don't care what the fuck you did to get this dude mad at you. I will beat his ass. I will go to fucking town on his ass." That sounded super bad and Evan knew it, grinning as his younger sibling struggled and then failed not to laugh. "You are so stupid. So, what are we doing all together for this serious." "Dunno. But I know we plan on hiking up Ebott." A shiver went up Frisk's spine. "..but, like, don't people never come back from up there?" They asked, tilting their head and looking at Evan with concern. Evan merely shrugged. "I mean, yeah, I guess? That's what rumors say anyway. But come on, it's not like it's that creepy ass suicide mountain from the last fatal frame game." Frisk rolled their eyes, trying to shake the creeping feeling they were getting. "You're a dork." Their brother snorted. "I thought I was Evan." "RIP identity." And with that Evan got up from the table, laughing his way to the kitchen to clean his bowl. "Whatever! Just get your strip sweater wearing butt into gear! Recording starts in a few hours!"
Frisk smiled at him, but once he was out of sight their smile dropped. Ebott. They did not like this. At all.
'You wanna have a bad time?'