Wow this chapter took me this entire week to write, I had so little time. Anyway, romance, sappiness, suspense, stuff.
The stuff is the most important stuff.
...stuff
Quick thanks to (sorry if I butcher this username) coincidenseless for always reviewing and being a grammar Nazi about my chapters. Seriously, it takes skill to be such an accurate grammar Nazi. Don't get the wrong idea, in texting, grammar Nazis are bad, but in a book... they are life savers. Or free editors.
Take your pick.
He took his first step into Snowdin. It seemed like a peaceful town, except no one was here. He clenched his fists.
"How can you keep your flesh if the monsters keep running away!" he screamed. It was probably only enough to cause a tiny ripple in the water above the Underground, but it was still impressive, for him.
"Don't worry, there's bound to be someone. I know what the shopkeepers here are like. They'd never evacuate. And see? There's a shop right there. Go on, check inside," she insisted, started to push his back. He walked into the shop, but Chara was wrong. This shopkeeper had left. Nobody came. All that was there was the merchandise, gold, and a note.
'Please don't hurt my family,' it silently begged. He scoffed. How pathetic. That was all that was written.
He grabbed the gold from behind the counter. It wasn't like anyone was in the town to care. He figured there much have been 758 pieces. Then, he looked at the inventory.
"Hey look! My right Tough Glove!" Chara said, pointing towards a pink glove behind the counter. There were foods like a double popsicle and a cinnamon bun.
"Look at this," Frisk said, holding up a red bandanna. "Pretty manly, huh?" He held it up, unrolled. In the middle, abs were drawn on it.
"The Manly Bandanna!" Chara declared. Frisk tied it around the top of his head, under his bangs. It was made of a tough material. Any blows to his head would probably be completely blocked.
Chara saw the food and grabbed it. She was eating a cinnamon bun, and had another three in her arm. She ate it greedily.
"Mmm... the magic in this food is almost leveling me up..." she practically moaned while eating the food. She then moved on to the second one, grabbing a fifth from behind the counter.
He, himself, decided to pick up the magic infused bi-popsicle, the bisicle. It would take up less inventory, since it was like two items in one. He took two.
Suddenly, the sweet smell of cinnamon hit his nose. In front of his face was a half-eaten cinnamon bun.
"You have to try these!" Chara exclaimed. "They taste so good!" She was practically shoving it down his throat. He took a bite. He then realized what must happen when someone with health eats a healing spell. Chara's pupils were dilated, and even he felt the magic buzz on his tongue.
"Chara... stop eating those," he informed. She ate another one in almost one bite.
"Why not?!" She had a look in her eye that was almost stupidly insane. Her head titled and she stared at him from that odd angle for a while. He gave a disapproving stare.
"You look hot in that bandanna," she commented, moving closer. Frisk backed up.
"Chara... I think you know why you shouldn't eat those," he tried to explain. Suddenly, her eyes turned deep red, but didn't quite glow. She pinned him against the wall quick, her hand over his mouth. She put on an unsettlingly sweet smile.
"What did I say about saying my name, Dearie!?" she said in a tone that matched her smile and blush. She pulled her hand away from his mouth to let him speak.
"Y-you said not to say it around other people. No one is here."
"I sense one... what if he hears?" she said sensually, covering up his mouth again. Frisk was getting really uncomfortable.
He thought really hard about getting out of this situation. Then, he moved two feet, to the backside of Chara, almost instantaneously. It took Chara a moment to realize what happened, but once she did, she was shocked back to her normal self.
"W-was that you're save power? Was my memory just... overlapping events?" she panicked.
"N-no, just as shocked as you," he said, staring at his hands in disbelief.
"You couldn't have... well... it was only a short distance... and sure, your determination is high but... even with a large amount of determination it takes years to move a few inches!" Chara was dumbfounded.
"Y-yeah..." he agreed.
"Give me more magic infused food," she ordered.
"Not unless you control yourself," he asserted. He held out a bisicle at arm's length. She sighed, and accepted the offered food. Her pupils were still dilated, and she still felt the magic's buzz, but it felt better when she didn't have to control it. She was finally in the flesh, so it would obviously take some time to adjust to taking in so much magic, but she needed to control it so that she didn't hurt or even be noticed by something, which as a ghost, was not something she needed to worry about.
"The emptiness of this place is-"
"Filling you with determination?" Chara interrupted. Frisk shook his head, and shivered.
"No, the emptiness is freaking me out..." He took a look around the orangey room. He could tell it must have at once been a cozy and friendly business.
Chara looked around the room, and shivered too. "I guess I see what you mean," she admitted. "But it's also settling, right? Nothing's gonna jump out at us, because nothing's here." Frisk hummed in agreement. It was an oxymoron, an unsettling silence the settled him.
"Let's go," he offered, already heading out the door. Chara followed. They walked back into the snowy outside.
"Hey look," Frisk said, pointing at something. "Another one of those boxes."
"What boxes? There aren't any-" she paused for a moment, looking at the box. "Wow, your inventory is now so impressive you can create boxes. I must not have noticed, was there one earlier?"
"In the clearing. I put some stuff in it, but I didn't believe the sign."
"A sign? You must not have created that one then. But this one certainly wasn't always here," she explained. Frisk opened the box and leaned in.
He placed one of his bisicles into the box, and took out his spider donut, immediately sending it away with his inventory magic. He closed the box and it disappeared. Based on what Chara said, he controlled the box, so could just make it pop back up whenever.
"OOh! Snowdin inn!" She paused and burst into laughter. "Try saying that ten times fast."
"Snowdin inn, snowdin inn, snowdin inn, snowdin inn, sniwdin inn..." he tried. "Damn, messed up after five."
"Me and my family stayed here all the time! The beds here seem to have some kind of healing magic that makes you more healed than normal... if that's even possible. Let's go in!" she said, enthusiastically.
Just like the shop, this place was also empty. As if to mock them, there was a realistic looking stuffed animal staring at them as they entered.
"Wanna head upstairs?" Chara asked. Frisk furrowed his eyebrows.
"Don't we need a key?"
Chara went behind the front counter and dangled a set of metal keys in front of his face. "No one's here to stop us, dummy."
The two headed upstairs, using the guide on the number on the base of the key to find the matching room. They walked in, and to their dismay, found only one king sized bed.
"Wanna get another key?" He offered, coming in behind Chara.
"No, I remember they all look like this. It's customary for bunny families to just sleep in the same bed, so..." She paused and blushed, as if too embarrassed to say what she wanted to say. Frisk approached Chara from behind, getting close to her.
"I guess we'll just have to sleep together," he flirted, expertly.
Her blush deepened. "Y-yeah, let's just share a bed." Chara was going to suggest they get another key and unlock another room with another bed, but she liked the idea of being close to someone better.
It's been a while since she's felt so warm.
"Well, let's go to bed, honey," Frisk said in a mocking tone, still close to Chara's ear. She almost shivered, but instead, she blushed. He also felt warmer, as if he was blushing, too. Doing as she was suggested, she got under the covers and left lots of room for Frisk when he followed.
It was not like they had to be close together. The bed was a king, so technically, they could pretend they each had their own bed while still leaving a good two feet between their territories. They decided sleeping inches away from each other was a better idea.
They weren't touching. They were too scared to do that. Instead, they just looked into each other's eyes. Their fingers were centimeters apart. Neither of them could sleep, despite both being equally tired. Frisk moved an inch closer to Chara. Now, their hands overlapped. The contact caused both to blush with a passion, but like with all his emotions, Frisk was good at masking it.
"Your cheeks are such a vibrant pink," he teased. "We're barely touching."
"Is that a challenge?" Her voice was low. She was really tired, and if it wasn't for Frisk, she'd be dead asleep.
Frisk shrugged. "Maybe. If you want to make it that," he said lowly and daringly.
Chara inched closer.
Frisk inched closer.
Chara moved her legs to touch Frisk's legs.
Frisk moved his legs even closer than that.
It was a vicious competition.
Somehow, they ended up with an unnoticeable distance between them. They were still looking into each other's eyes. It was Frisk's turn to make his move.
He thought about what he could do to win the competition.
He could hug her, but his arms were already around her waist. He could connect their legs, but that was already happening on it's own. It was impossible to be any closer or any more connected unless...
Their lips were centimeters apart.
Chara refused to lose.
With a demonic smirk, she kissed the boy. It was a quick kiss, but enough to stop the stillness in the room.
Frisk was shocked at the peck on his lips. He had lost the competition. What else could be done?
Frisk leaned his head over Chara's. They were the same height, so he had to unwrap their feet a little to be taller. He placed his lips on her forehead and held them there for a few seconds before drawing away. They both blushed more viciously than their competition.
He won... Chara thought as she drifted off to sleep.
I won... Frisk thought as he closed his eyes.
When Frisk woke up the next morning, he had no idea how long he was asleep. All he knew that when he woke up, the room was dark. When he had fallen asleep, both him and Chara were too comfortable to get up when they noticed the room still had a warm orange glow.
He could see, even in the dim light, that the light switch was still turned on. This meant the lights were off because of a power outage. He sat up in the large bed and yawned, stretching largely. Like most people are when they wake up, he was perfectly relaxed, especially knowing Chara was right next to him, in human form, nonetheless, was right next to him to get him through another day. He turned his head to the direction of the sleeping girl.
He almost jumped when he noticed that the bed was empty.
"Chara!?" he called, turning and leaping out of the bed right away. He pulled back the large orange cover, by nearly throwing it off the bed, hoping to see the sleeping girl still there. He had no such luck.
Frisk frantically searched the room for any kind of clue she would have left behind if she left. A note... a corner of the rug curled up... even the movement on something on the night stand. Then, he looked for any kind of clue a kidnapper would have left. A spare bone... maybe even a blue sweatshirt. He whipped open the closet door. There was no skeleton in the closet.
He even checked to see if the lock had been tampered with. There were no signs, and the keys for the room were still on the nightstand. He decided to look for clues outside his door. There wasn't a single footprint left on the carpet between their room and the stairs. He walked down the stairs. Every key but one was there. The decoy was still staring into his soul.
He ventured outside into the cold, dark, Snowdin. The underground that he could see, which was the wintery wasteland and Snowdin, were completely covered in a dark grey. He was right about the power outage. He figured two things:
Either Chara's disappearance happened because of the power outage, or the power outage happened because of Chara's disappearance.
And this is the point in any good book where pre-written summaries stop making sense.
As always,
R,R&R (reduce, reuse, and recycle energy, or else you'll wake up one day and realize your unofficial girlfriend is unofficially stolen.)