More chapter, more thanks, more...
Ice. Ice everywhere.
crazybotanical56 gave me a great idea. I have to agree, this book is too close to the cannon. I've always planned on diverging once I got to the snowy part. I should diverge in more drastic ways, but not even I want to do the stuff he mentioned to poor Papyrus. Ima leave him alone... for now...
And thanks to all the favs and follows 'n' stuff.
Frisk popped his last monster candy in his mouth reluctantly. He sucked on the round piece of sweet red goodness until it dissolved into a tiny morsel in his mouth which he bit into. Human saliva was stronger than monster saliva, so the candy was gone within minutes. He sighed in relief as he saw the last of his burns disappear. He started to walk up the long path out of the ruins. Chara floated behind him, silently.
Everything was silent.
He passed a patch of green grass. He felt himself step on a little budding flower. Chara looked at the boy's previous path to see a yellow, smashed flower. He must've seen her coming and shrunk down. Certainly he can see her, too, right?
Frisk finally reached the end of the hallway. He felt his whole world change as he set foot on the underground's true floor for once.
He felt a cold chill all around him. It was so freezing, even Chara seemed to be shivering. Trees lined either side of him. He went to explore the tree line, but the trees were so unnaturally close together that all he could see was black. He explored a bush to find a tiny camera.
Was someone watching him?
Not that it mattered. There was only one path to go. Reluctantly, he took a step onto the path.
Explorers hated taking the road more traveled, but it was the only road.
The path was long- even longer than the path out of the ruins.
"Oh my Asgore!" Chara exclaimed, the first sound he had heard since he last talked. The wind starting blowing past his ears, making a repetitive whooshing sound. "Why are the roads down here so long!?"
Frisk nodded in agreement. He was getting bored at seeing all the trees. The only thing that differed was a stick in the path.
A loud cracking sound echoed throughout the trees. He turned around, shocked. He looked through the trees to try and see what could have made the sound. The branch was broken.
"Oh my Asgore! Frisk! You didn't break that stick!" Chara screamed in response to the creepiness of the situation. "I can't sense any monsters around us!"
"You can-"
"Yes, I can sense monsters. In fact, I can sense that there are about 18 monsters around us, but those are each at least a mile away!" She was freaking out, phasing through the trees to try and find anything suspicious. "You're being followed! Who's there!?" she asked frantically, despite almost no one would hear here.
"Chara, relax, let's just move on, they'll reveal themselves eventually," Frisk said in a calm, even voice. His relaxed face made it even more convincing that everything was okay. She calmed down, before starting to randomly laugh.
"I must have looked so stupid," she commented, almost exploding with laughter. "Who's there? Who's there?" she mocked. She did flips in mid-air from the intensity of her laughter. "No one can hurt me. I'm already dead!" Her laughter intensified even more, impossibly. Slowly, her laughing stopped. Now, all that remained was her smile and a soft, calm laugh. "Only you'd get hurt, anyway. Why was I so worried?" All that was left was giggling.
Chara's giggling slowed down gradually into a more awkward, drawn out laugh. Of course she didn't mean what she said. She obviously cared about whether or not the boy got hurt.
C'mon, without him, I'd be even more bored, she thought. Besides, I need him. Alive.
They continued walked through the woods as the sound of wind became more prominent in their ears. They passed more trees, and heard a rustling in the trees. Both of them quickly turned around, shivering in fear.
"I-it's probably nothing," Chara assured herself, despite saying it to Frisk. Frisk took a deep breath in to calm himself and shrugged. He kept moving forward. Chara slowly floated behind, looking all around.
As more trees were passed, the wind became spookier, and slowly louder. Despite this, Frisk kept walking forward. Soon, the end of the path was in sight. At the end of the path was a bridge with some kind of gate over it. He was reluctant to step on the bridge. When he did, Chara sensed a weak monster approaching, but was so scared, she vanished from existence. Slow, snowy footsteps echoed through the woods. He didn't dare turn around. How could he? He was frozen in fear. The footsteps were so loud and echoed so much, they could be mistaken for a whole army.
The creature in shadows loomed over him. "Human..." it called out dryly.
Run away, he thought. Grab your knife and stab him. Get away! Do anything!
It was no use. He was frozen in fear. He took a deep breath in, and turned around, slowly, cautiously.
What are you doing? This must be who Toriel said wanted to kill you! Turn back around and get out of here!
It was too late. The monster reached out it's shadowy hand. What else was there to do now but shake hands with it? It is only nice, after a-
A long drawn out fart noise echoed throughout the forest.
The skeleton was laughing like mad. Frisk was not amused. He stared at the skeleton with angry, scowling eyes.
"Heheh... the old whoopee cushion in the hand trick. It's ALWAYS funny." The skeleton in the blue sweatshirt took a break to crack up some more.
Frisk didn't even flinch into a smile. He didn't get the joke, and certainly wasn't laughing.
The skeleton finally stopped laughing when he realized the human wasn't laughing back. They stared awkwardly at one another.
"That's, uh, your cue to laugh," he explained, averting his eyes because of how awkward the staring contest was becoming. He laughed awkwardly. They stared at one another once again. To break the awkwardness, the skeleton winked. That only made it more awkward. It became so awkward that using the word awkward became too awkward to mention, but finding and using a synonym would be just as awkward.
"Or... uh, to emote at all?" he offered.
Frisk was still not amused. This guy can't really think he can scare the crap out of people to play a prank, then expect the said people to laugh, can he?
Once again, they stared at each other. The descriptive word that belongs here is probably self-explanatory.
Gee, lady, you really know how to pick 'em, huh...? he thought, not knowing the lady he was talking about was dead.
"Well, that's okay, I'm pretty sure your friend is laughing. Everyone's got their own sense of humor." The skeleton found victory in the fact that the boy's jaw went a little slack. He finally caused an emotion. "I'm Sans. Sans the skeleton," Sans introduced. "I'm actually on the hunt for humans right now. But.. y'know... I don't really capturing anybody, especially people with powerful ghost friends. Now my brother, Papyrus, he's a human hunting FANATIC." His skeleton smile seemed to get even bigger now that he was talking about his brother. "Hey, actually, that's him over there. I have an idea." Sans lead him right through the gate thingy. The bars were too big to stop anybody.
They arrived to a clearing. In the clearing, there was something that looked like a hot dog stand, two rocks, and one lamp that looked a lot like him from the side view. If he stood behind it just right, he could possibly hide.
"Quick, behind that conveniently shaped lamp," Sans told him. He didn't want to help this monster prank anyone. He knew how it felt and certainly knew they weren't actually funny. He didn't move.
Once again, the scene got, you guessed it- awkward. "Uh, okay, I guess you don't have to." He looked as if he was recalculating his master plan, but couldn't do so in time, for just then, another skeleton, Frisk guessed Papyrus, appeared.
"SANS!" he yelled. Two seconds, and Frisk already didn't like this guy. Did he have to be so loud? "Have you found a human yet!?"
Sans winked at his brother. "Yeah, and his friend."
"Where's the other one?!" Papyrus questioned, almost accusingly.
"Dead."
"Well, at least you got one. Really? Wowie!" He cheered. "Guess that's settled." The skeleton walked away rather abruptly.
"That worked out, huh?"
Frisk shrugged. He really didn't care. All he wanted was for Chara to reappear. He looked all around for her, but couldn't find her. Sans stared off into the distance. Frisk had no idea that was where Chara was hiding, completely invisible. Frisk decided to look for her in the next part of the forest. It looked much nicer than this part. All the trees were pine trees, so they all still had their needles.
Sans stopped him from walking as he spoke. "Well, I'll be straight-forward with you," he started. "My brother'd really like to see a human..." He winked. "So, y'know, it'd really help me out... if you kept pretending to be one." Sans walked away after saying that. There was nothing more he had to say. He'd done enough to scare the human.
Frisk continued down the path, coming to a clearing that lead into two other paths. This part of the forest was much nicer than the other part, that was for sure. Even the wind seemed to sound nicer, like a gentle breeze compared to a howling hurricane.
Suddenly, a panicked Chara appeared. "Did you hear him?!" she asked, flying around in circles and pulling at her hair. "He can see me! He knows where I am! He knows I'm following you! He probably also knows that I'm telling you to do things!"
"Calm down. He doesn't seem to care," he said, trying to help relax her. He took a deep breath in to show her to do the same.
She followed his lead, breathing in and out several slow times. She finally calmed down and floated onto the snow to sit down.
"That skeleton is pretty funny," she said. "Up until he talked about your little 'friend', I was pissing my pants, I was laughing so hard." She giggled at the memory. She stared at him, seeing that his face was as still as ever. "Sometimes I can't believe you aren't faking a face that straight," she admitted. "I mean, c'mon, who doesn't like bad jokes? Wait..." She paused, recognizing that she just called the jokes she was trying to call good bad. She shook her head in an understanding giggle. "Sit down Frisk, isn't this a beautiful place to rest?" she asked, looking up at the boy.
The boy shrugged and did a half smile, sitting down in the snow next to her. He didn't mind the coldness.
"How many monsters are here?"
"Hmm... well, not counting those two bone he-" Chara paused, before suddenly breaching the quiet with her loud laughter. She was uncontrollably laughing. Frisk rolled his eyes at her behavior. He waited out until Chara became too tired to laugh anymore. She laid down on the snow, as if laughing had made her exhausted. Frisk followed suit, laying down next to her, once again avoiding the cold. Chara smiled and blushed, and Frisk just lifted the corners of his mouth slightly to show he was amused.
"Other than the skeletons, I'd say about 16 left."
"Y'know, I think you owe me another word of your backstory," he said, staring into her eyes.
"Maybe a little bit later. I can't think of a one word sentence," she complained, lazily. Chara stared back into his eyes. She noticed the rolling and calming dark brown. They stayed silent for a little, before Chara decided to speak again.
"You know... it's funny..." She giggled to prove her point about something being funny. "From a distance, your eyes almost seem like a demonic black..." She paused, looking at his dark brown orbs some more. "But up close, these are the kindest eyes I've ever seen. Do you know what I mean?" Frisk had never heard her voice this relaxed before.
"Yeah..." was all he said. He was feeling similar emotions. Most people would be terrified being this close to such powerful red eyes... but he didn't see evil.
He saw the first friend he could ever remember.
He saw the ruby red crystals he loved.
They both fell asleep at the same time. Chara slept deeper than she ever has before. Being closer to alive than she ever has been in years, she needed the sleep.
Aweee...
THIS IS THE SECOND TIME I WROTE THIS CHAPTER.
MY WIFI STARTED BEING AN ASSHOLE LAST NIGHT AND I LOST EVERYTHING.
Which is why you are getting a chapter now AND a chapter tonight.
P.S. Frisk is about 12 in this, since that is about the age were people start to fall in 'love' and start the infamous 'middle school dating'. Also, it makes it a bigger deal that he cries so much, and less creepy since Chara is also 12.
It also explains the flirting.
Too bad in this story he won't be dating Papyrus.
OMG! When I have Frisk ask Chara out, should I do a 'dating start' battle sequence?
Ah, my gorgeous ideas.
R&R (For rant... and... rifi sux? Sure, let's go with that...)