Oh geez, I think I'm overwhelming you guys, my dear readers. SO: this is the first chapter I'm writing ahead of time. (Geez, now I know why writers do this. Too many too soon when you have time, and you overwhelm the readers as the readers get behind. Too much life and you don't have time to write, and the readers miss your chapters.) Which sounds better for you guys? Every other day or every three?
"You don't mind if I ask one more, do you?" Frisk said, scooching closer to the ghost girl that he was already rather close to. Any closer and he'd be inside of her. The closeness caused Chara to blush. His hand was phasing right through hers!
"O-of course I don't mind," she answered with a smile.
"How many times have I loaded a save file so far?" Frisk wanted to see if anyone could remember, but at the least, if she could.
"U-um..." Chara was caught in a trap. If she answered honestly, Frisk would know she remembered, and not try and do anything he wouldn't want her to remember. She wanted to see how he would abuse his powers. "S-save files?"
"I know your lying."
"H-how!" Chara was embarrassed at her slip up. She was a demon for crying out loud! What kind of cunning con was she if she couldn't even fool this kid?
"Because in one timeline, you told me about my powers, which means you know, regardless of whether or not you remember telling me," he explained, looking up at the ceiling of the underground.
Chara admired how smart this kid was. Some of the other humans couldn't even get through some of the puzzles in the ruins. Toriel had to help them with every single one. Frisk was different. He didn't stop and try and remember his memories, or cry about being under here. He was... determined.
"Fine, I'll answer the question truthfully," she surrendered. "You've loaded only once," she answered.
"That's... odd..." Frisk commented. "Do you remember telling me about them?" Chara knew Frisk was beating around the bush with these questions to keep from giving her clues as to what he was hiding. He was defiantly hiding something, though. She decided to play along and nod. She wanted to see if he would reveal his secret.
"That's good," he said, getting up off the snow. "Don't you find it funny eight monsters is the difference between becoming slightly less translucent and being affected by gravity again?" He said the question more like a statement instead of a question.
"Frisk... what have you been doing?"
"The correct answer was five. At this rate, you'll be resurrected in no time." Frisk sounded happy. He chuckled inwardly. Then I just reset.
"You know I can jump into your head anytime and find what your planning, right?" Chara seemed mad at the fact Frisk was planning something behind her back. Frisk's eyes opened wider. No, he didn't know that. He slowly backed up, closed his eyes, and-
Light hit the back of her eyelids. It was never truly night or day in the underground, but it was still a signal to tell that she had gotten out of her deep sleep. She sat up in the snow and started her normal morning routine of stretching and yawning. Chara found it strange that she had slept so deeply, after going into deep sleep so recently. She certainly didn't need to, and she wasn't sure if it was even possible to sleep deeply two night in a row until now. She decided to push aside this thought and not let it dawn on her. It's not like she was tired last night and that the sleep would be a disadvantage. Finishing her morning routine, she leaped into the air and starting floating, deciding to find where Frisk ran off to. Her plans were smashed when she landed with a thunk, and felt an odd sense of Deja-vu.
This time, he was not standing behind her in the clearing. Chara stood up, and spun around confused.
There was no monster in the clearing to see the entire area glowing red with the demon's rage. If looks could kill... no matter how determined it was...
Frisk's soul would have turned to dust as quickly as a monster's.
Frisk was huffing and puffing deeply. He had just run past all the encounter with Sans and Papyrus as fast as he could, and now, was out of breath. By now, Chara would just have been waking up, and would have discovered that she could not fly. Hopefully, he got lucky and this was one of the times Chara didn't remember, but if she did, he would be too far into trouble to ever get out of it. He stopped at the same cliff where they were originally sitting and asking questions.
I had a family. Toriel, a dad, a brother.
As much as he cherished learning more about her, Frisk had to continue on without the ghost. He had a feeling that Chara was much more powerful than your everyday ghost, and now that he pulled this off, he didn't want to risk getting in a fight with her. The good news was that it seemed to be the more monsters he killed, the more human Chara became. Maybe she would lose her threatening ghost powers all together.
Or maybe, there was a chance that once she was resurrected, she would get more powerful powers.
In that case, there was always his option to reset the timeline. Hopefully, she would forget when that happens.
He continued down the path and into the next clearing. To his dismay, the skeleton brothers were waiting for him there. Papyrus noticed him almost right away.
"HUMAN!" he yelled. Meanwhile, on the surface, all of England suddenly sank under some suspicious ripples in the middle of the ocean the size of the moon steaming from under the sea floor. "I hope you're ready for-" He paused, getting an angry and astonished look on his face. "SANS!" he accused. Whelp, there goes Sweden. "Where's the puzzle!"
"It's right there," Sans assured, relaxed as always. "On the ground." Frisk looked to the piece of paper on the ground. Like Hell he was going to waste his time on a word puzzle. "Trust me. There's no way he'll skip this one." He almost wanted to solve it just out of pity for the brothers, but then he rationalized that he couldn't even pity them that much. He walked right past the paper. He didn't have time for this when there was a raging ghost girl on his trail!
"SANS!" Bye, bye, Russia. "That did nothing!" Papyrus complained, enraged.
"Whoops," Sans lazily said with a laugh. It was like he wanted this to happen. "Knew I could have put down junior jumble instead," he said with a wink.
"WHAT?! JUNIOR JUMBLE!?" No please, not India, too! "Finally, something we can both agree on." He sounded relatively quiet, for once. He walked down the path. Frisk went to rush off the path, too, when Sans stopped him.
"You really shouldn't have done that," he said. "She's pissed now." When Sans said nothing else, Frisk tried to walk away. "Hey kid," he called, stopping him once more. "At least don't abuse your powers." Frisk looked at his glove for a second, then looked at the skeleton.
"It's not like she'll catch up," he said, confidently. His tone was dark and low.
"Why are you so sure about that?" the skeleton wondered.
"'Cuz you won't be there to slow me down," he sneered. Then, he threw his fist in Sans' direction. His fist didn't hit anything, and he landed face first in the snow. Sans was no where to be seen. He got up, and looked around the area, trying to see where he was hiding. Instead of finding the skeleton, he saw something disturbing as he looked over the treeline. The trees were burning. He decided this was his cue to move on. He found an odd plate of spaghetti, but didn't have time to stop and eat it. He decided to save in case Chara caught up with him.
He needed to keep his plans a surprise. He didn't like going in alone, but he had to. It was just seven more monsters until everything was dead in the area besides the skeletons. He could do it. Chara had made him strong enough, didn't she?
He ran right through the next part, glad to see that whatever puzzle that was here before was solved. He didn't have time for puzzles. He secretly thought that it might have been Sans who solved the puzzle, since back there, it sounded like he almost cared. He crossed over a wooden bridge quickly, only to find to dog guards came up to him. They seemed to be married in some way.
"What's that smell?" Dogamy asked.
"Where's that smell?" Dogaressa chanted.
"If you're a smell..." Dogamy started.
"Identify yoursmellf!" Dogaressa finished.
They roamed around the area, looking for the smell. Soon, both their noses pointed right to Frisk.
"Hmm... here's that weird smell..." Dogamy said. "It makes me want to eliminate."
"Eliminate YOU!" Dogaressa added.
He felt the red mist come out of him.
He did not have time for this!
But at the same time, he couldn't afford to just run. For his plan to work, he needed everything dead.
He punched Dogamy in the nose. He wanted this over with quickly!
"Let's kick this human's tail!" an injured Dogamy cried.
"Do humans have tails?"
Frisk covered his eyes as Dogaressa decided to help Dogamy's nose with a kiss. Frisk immaturely covered his eyes. He looked too soon and hurt his eyes a little. He decided to punch Dogamy in the nose again. His nose was bleeding and his whole face seemed messed up, but he still didn't turn to dust.
The two said some cheesy catchphrase that Frisk ignored, and covered his eyes as once again Dogaressa tried to heal Dogamy with her love. This time, he knew better than to look.
He punched the already injured dog one more time, in the middle of his chest, and he watched as the dog faded off into dust.
"Misery awaits you!" Dogaressa looked angry and enraged at what Frisk did to her husband. Two axes attacked him relentlessly from both sides. He slid between them almost perfectly, except for the fact that one of the axes chopped off his finger. He screamed in pain at first, but decided it didn't need to bother him. The finger was from his right hand, and he felt more comfortable punching with his left hand, anyway.
He punched the dog as hard as he could in her chest, trying to achieve an easy victory. Once again, he was attacked with axe. This time, he almost got his right arm chopped off while sliding between the two battle axes. Instead, a chunk of skin the size of his hand was just missing from his upper arm. Wanting to heal this quickly, he punched her hard in the nose. She quickly evaporated into dust. Wanting to get out of the clearing quickly, he gulped down a tiny jug of spider cider. He didn't even wait to see his finger and chunk of missing flesh from his arm come back. He just ran.
Luckily, the next two puzzles were also solved for him. At least Sans cared for him a little bit.
He wasn't so lucky with the next room, though. There was Sans and Papyrus, ready to slow him down again.
"Hey!" Papyrus called. "It's the human!" His voice was a record low for him, but he was still shouting at an incredible volume.
He didn't have time for this. He walked over a wooden bridge and onto an oddly colored floor, ignoring Papyrus and Sans as they talked to each other. After a few moments, he heard Papyrus stop talking. He was probably waiting for an answer from some question.
"Okay, this is normally the part where you either agree or disagree." He seemed rather annoyed. Frisk was also annoyed. He had places to be! "And depending on your answer," he continued. "We say something great in response." Nothing happened for the next few moments. "Here, why don't you do this puzzle yourself?" he asked, annoyed. He walked away, clearly not determined enough to stay any longer.
"I know your in a rush, but you should still try the puzzles," Sans offered while he was starting to walk out of the room. "Who knows? They might be fun."
Frisk chuckled. To Sans surprise, yes, he chuckled. "Yeah, unnessisary puzzles are fun, and I did not just mess it up with my ghost-friend crush," he commented.
"Do you really think she's just a ghost?"
"Of course not. But I don't want to find out what she really is." Frisk started to walk again.
"You're just gonna outrun her until the barrier?" he asked, causing Frisk to stop in his tracks. He nodded. That was that plan. "Not gonna happen. Your best bet is to just calm her down. You seem pretty good at that. You should see the way she looks at you when she goes invisible. Who knows, maybe she'll forgive you."
Once again, Frisk chuckled. It was dry and emotionless like last time, but still another chuckle. "Yeah, and puzzles are fun." He walked away from the room. This next room was just a pile of snow and what looked like yet another sentry station. To his dismay, the room tinted red.
This can't be good, he thought. He hid in the sentry station, under the counter. It smelled like wet dog. He heard hammering footsteps echo throughout the area.
"FRISK!" yelled a feminine, demonic voice. Her volume put Papyrus's to shame.
And there goes all of Africa.
The footsteps slowly faded, and Frisk sighed with a breath he hadn't realized he had been holding. He decided to lay low, least have Chara come back and recheck this area soon.
Talk about a temper.
Hmmm...
I kinda like this idea. Out there, but not bad...
R&R (Run and avoid chaRa.)