"Now, once you're there, remember a few things," Toriel started. She was brushing Frisk's hair. Chara's hair was already glanced towards Chara. "Don't stab anyone."
Chara nodded and bounced excitedly. "I know."
Toriel smiled. "It looks like someone's excited."
"Chara's never been to school," Frisk explained. Frisk frowned. "It's not very fun, by the way."
Chara crossed her arms. "Pu-lease. I'm not excited about this school thing."
"Chara, stop acting like a cactus," Frisk scolded.
Asriel grinned. "Yeah Chara! Don't hide your feelings behind thorns!"
Chara pouted. "I am NOT a cactus." She puffed out her cheeks.
Frisk and Asriel giggled with childish glee.
Toriel's smile widened. "Well, I do hope you enjoy school. Now if that teacher insists on teaching the wrong lesson, please feel free to tell me and Sans. We'll be there in a heartbeat to correct his mistake."
Frisk nodded. "You've got it Mom!"
Toriel finished brushing Frisk's hair. "So uh… how are we going to explain Chara and Asriel to the school?"
"Yeah, that's right. Won't they ask questions," Asriel asked.
"Uh… just tell them that you were sick. As much as it pains me to lie, it would be easier than telling the truth."
The children nodded. Toriel stood up and walked to the kitchen. She handed each child a paper bag. "Papyrus will be walking you to school."
Frisk grinned. "Yay! I don't have to ride the bus!"
Chara tilted her head. "Is the bus really that bad?"
Frisk nodded. "There's this really mean girl there." Frisk frowned. "She called me a liar, like she always does."
"Yeah. From what Sans told me, the girl on the bus seemed like she was a jerk. That's why monsters will take turns taking you to school." She gave Frisk a pat on the head. "Papyrus is waiting outside."
The children began to walk away. Toriel waved at them, the children waved back. "Bye, have a good day!"
"You too," Asriel cheered. The children walked out the door, bags in hand.
Papyrus and the three children were walking to school. The three children seemed to be lagging behind.
"Papyrus, can't you use your shortcut," Frisk asked. "My feet hurt," she complained.
Papyrus scoffed. "I am not my brother. I don't use shortcuts for any situation. I'd rather walk than use those things."
"Your dad uses them too," Chara pointed out.
"Yes," Papyrus groaned. "My brother is rubbing off on everyone I know, even me! I got up an hour later than I normally do! I almost got four hours of sleep!"
Chara raised an eyebrow. "But shouldn't people get eight to ten hours?"
Papyrus gasped. "Not you too!"
The school was in sight now. Chara bounced more excitedly, but then glanced at the others. she calmed herself before people noticed. She stuck her hands in her jean pockets and frowned.
"See, isn't it more rewarding to walk to school rather than take some cheap shortcut," Papyrus questioned.
"Papyrus, it is early in the morning, we just woke up an hour ago. I would have gladly taken a shortcut, even if it meant that I had to associate myself with Sans," Chara grumbled.
Frisk frowned. "Does someone still have a grudge for another timeline?"
"I don't like him. He doesn't like me. That's our relationship, Frisk."
"Well uh... you did kinda kill everyone... or at least helped to kill everyone," Asriel pointed out. He shook a little. "You even killed me, your best friend."
Chara crossed her arms. "He killed me several times!"
"You killed him too, Chara," Papyrus stated. "That statement therefore, makes NO sense!"
The school was now directly in front of them.
"Wowie! Time seems to have gotten away from us! Uh... next time I walk you, can we have more pleasant conversations? I don't like to think of that timeline."
Frisk nodded. "Yeah! Bye Papyrus!" Frisk waved happily at the skeleton, who returned the wave.
"Goodbye humans and Asriel!" Papyrus turned to walk away. He took one more glance at the children and walked back home. "Chara does seem to be getting along well! Maybe she's done feeling stabby!"
Frisk, Asriel, and Chara sat together at a lunch table. The table was mostly empty. They dug through their brown paper bags and pulled out sandwiches, fruit, and a slice of pie.
"So, what classes did you get," Frisk asked.
Chara handed Frisk her schedule and took a bite of her apple.
"Oh, we got the same classes except for our first class. How about you Asriel?" Frisk handed the schedule back to Chara.
"Uh well," Asriel muttered. "I don't have one."
Frisk tilted her head. "What do you mean by that?"
"My binder was stolen in my first class."
Chara narrowed her gaze. "Why would someone steal a binder?"
"Er... I-I don't know. Maybe it's because I'm a monster, or something," Asriel suggested.
Chara sighed. "One of the many reasons why humanity is better off dead." She grabbed a fork.
Asriel pushed down Chara's hand. "Don't do this."
Chara sighed once more. "Fine." She dropped the fork. "I'm going to find the punk who stole your binder though." Chara stood up and scanned the lunchroom.
Asriel scooted to the seat beside Frisk. "Uh, should we be worried."
Chara began to walk through the sea of people.
"It's a crowded room with very few exits. There are also pointy objects in the room. If that doesn't make you worried, I don't know what will," Frisk deadpanned.
"ALRIGHT! I FOUND IT," Chara screamed.
"And that's our cue," Frisk stated. She hopped up and grabbed her lunch. she ran over to where Chara's voice was heard. chara was standing in front of a tall student, who's face was covered in acne. He frowned at Chara.
"Well well well. If it ain't the new kid. Yer the one hangin' with the monsters, right," the boy asked.
"Why yes, I am new and I do stick around the monsters," Chara answered. Her voice was sickly sweet.
The boy laughed. "Thought so! And you somehow found out that I had Goat Boy's binder?"
Chara nodded. "I'm here to get it back for him."
The boy laughed. "And just how're you going to do that?"
Chara shrugged. "Well, my family would prefer the non-violent solution, but... I can always settle things with violence," she answered darkly.
"Are you kiddin? Guys, take a look at this, this little girl thinks she can take on Bad Bruce, the toughest kid in school!" The boy's group began to laugh. "Girlie, you've got another thing coming if you wanna settle this with violence."
Chara glanced at the crowd, eventually spotting Asriel and Frisk. She internally cursed and sighed. "Look, just give me the binder and nobody has to do anything they'll regret."
Bruce laughed. "Look at that! Girlie's scared!"
Frisk pulled out her phone and began to record the fight.
"So, you're not going to do what I kindly asked?" Chara shook her head. "That's fine." She grinned. "Means that I can have a little fun!" She dashed towards the bully and snatched the binder from his hands. He threw it to Asriel. "Asriel, Frisk, just remember that I tried to be civil."
"No stabbing," Frisk reaffirmed.
"Kick his butt Chara," Asriel exclaimed.
"But don't stab him."
Bruce was angry. He stomped aggressively. "Okay Girlie! I never said that you could take the binder!"
"Okay Forehead, I never told you that you could take the binder in the first place." Chara grinned. "Now I get to have some fun," she cooed.
Bruce stepped forward. His hand was curled up into a fist. He swung at her, but she ducked.
"Is that the best you can do?" She yawned. "I've had to dodge attacks far worse than that one."
Bruce growled. He tried to kick her, but she jumped backwards. He kept swinging at her.
"Come on. Hit me, bet you can't do that."
"Stop avoiding my blows, you chicken," Bruce exclaimed. He swung again, but failed to hit anything.
"Chicken? I'm just very limber. I've been attacked by things far worse than you!" She laughed. "And one of them was too lazy to do anything! How does it feel to know that someone lazy was better at attacking than you are?"
Bruce's face was turning red. "Why you!" He began to swing wildly. Chara smiled smugly at the bully. "Stay still!"
Chara let out an insane laughter. "Oh no. And let you win? I don't think so!"
The bully was now winded. He overexerted himself trying to beat Chara up.
"Oh? Are you feeling tired?" Chara chuckled. "Good. Maybe you'll learn a few things." She walked closer to the bully.
Frisk shook her head. She made her way to the middle. "Nope. Chara, he's down for the count." She grabbed Chara's arm. "You do anymore and they'll blame you for this."
Chara growled at the bully. She turned to Frisk. "Fine, but he does this again, I'll teach him the REAL meaning of pain!"
"Let's go sit back down," Asriel suggested. Chara begrudgingly walked back to the table. She sat down and glared at the group. Frisk handed her a bag.
"Oh, you took my lunch with you too?"
Frisk nodded. "It would be a shame if someone took your pie. I don't know if I could stop you then."
Chara grinned. "Yeah. I might just stab someone for it."
"And that wouldn't be very nice," Asriel added. He pulled out his schedule and breathed a sigh of relief. "Now I know where to go. I was so worried that I'd end up in the wrong class." Asriel handed the schedule to Frisk.
"Looks like we all have the same classes, except for the first class." She handed the schedule back.
Asriel smiled. "I'm so glad that we'll be in the same classes." Asriel turned to Chara. "Thank you, for getting my binder back. It was really nice of you to do that."
"Well, you are my best friend." Chara examined her chest. "I think getting my own soul back is allowing me to feel other emotions besides hatred."
Frisk clapped. "Yay!" She took a bite of her sandwich. She examined it. "I'm genuinely surprised that there isn't spaghetti in this. Mom must have made them."
Chara and Asriel breathed a sigh of relief. "Good."
The bell rang. The three children stuffed their mouths with what they were eating and put the rest away. They quickly ran to their next class.
And done! Sorry for the late update. I was having a little trouble writing for it until late at night. Tomorrow, they'll be in science class and maybe another class! I don't know quite yet! We're almost to the milestone, by the way. Once the milestone's been hit, I'll tell you. I do hope you enjoyed this chapter!
Anyway, bye guys!
