One World: Many Souls

Chapter 11: Kindness Undeserved

Papyrus' Point of View:

It was difficult for any of us to sleep the previous night. Sans and Angel had lost their baby at the doctor's office. What was once a happy occasion turned dismal as Angel suffered from her loss as well as the argument with her sister.

It was painful to see the two of them fighting so aggressively… Frisk had never been like this and it often had myself truly worried for what was going on. I could see how she truly cared for the new male in her life, thought I could also see how it was destroying those of her friendships that once had been close knit. I knew that I was not responding well anymore as I was in school. But I tried to spend what time I could when I was home!

Did she hate me? Was I that bad of a brother? How could it have been a year ago that we'd broken free of the underground and had a lovely wedding to bring our families together, only to lose them this shortly after…

Was this man a good person? It made me wonder. Angel would say that someone who pulls you away from the people who love you isn't a good person. But she also said it depended on the situation. We were kind to Frisk, we cared about her.

I debated to ask Mettaton about it once, but… decided against it at the last moment. While I knew my girlfriend was a kind person under it all, it still worried me with how she and the others of my family weren't the best of friends. I… had a slightly nagging feeling in my non-existent gut that something terrible would happen if I asked her about that.

Due to just the stress and needing something to do, it led to cleaning the house. I tried to do all I could without waking my family, but I just to do something!

Even I, the Great Papyrus, could feel low at moments such as these, though they were very few!

It was five in the morning before I felt satisfied enough to stop my rampage of cleaning. That and the only other thing I could do was vacuum. Though while I believed my family being on the upper floors probably would not hear me, I did not want to take the risk.

With a sigh, I felt compelled to go and check on the members of my family. I knew that Sans would take care of Angel. He was good to her when she let the world and anyone else hurt herself. He would make sure the demons would not settle as she dealt with such a terrible part of her life.

The words said that night before, it left such a bitter taste against my magically crafted tongue. Angel had lost the baby she wished to have so much. Frisk had said such mean words to her sister that I had never heard her say before. It made me quite honestly more worried about this Luke fellow then before. She had never acted like that before she had met him. I knew times were perhaps not so good… but…

Letting the thoughts escape me, I let my long legs carry me over the two flights of stairs that led me up to my sibling's room. The third floor was the domain of Angel and Sans. Upon arriving up there I peeked over the railing and down the hallway, pass their offices to see inside. Angel was buried into Sans' body. I could see her curled into his collarbone. The tear stains that were visible down her cheeks I could see left stains into the fabric of her sheets. Sans held her tightly, I could only guess that the amount of sleep he had gotten that night was slim.

It would be a difficult morning I knew…

I sighed and descended down the steps, heading toward the second floor to where Frisk's room was. The young woman had left in a fit of rage and tears after Angel had rushed off in her upset. Frisk was beside herself for what she had done. The cruel words she had said to her sister… I could never imagine saying anything of the sort to Sans or anyone else I held dear.

Her door was closed when I got there. I carefully opened the wooden object in my way to look inside. Her room was red in color, much like Angel's teen room was before she took over the master suite with my brother. Her room was decorated with sport equipment and musical instruments. Pictures of her on the soccer, basketball and swim team, and her concerts she attended where she was dressed up rather fancy with Angel, Sans, Grandmother and I in attendance.

My gaze cast over her bed where I expect her to be sleeping with a tormented face. Frisk always was expressive, even in her sleep. The gasp that escaped me when I saw she was gone I had to hide with my phalanges.

"Frisk? Frisk?!"

A cold breeze blew past me as I rushed into her room to look for her and I noticed the window open. In my rush of looking out of it, I could see the vague marks of Frisk using her magic to soften her landing into the ground. A few of the chains left their imprints in the ground. Hardly visible from the ground level itself, but from above it was rather quite obvious.

Half of me was worried I should wake Angel and Sans. The two of them would be cross, but the fact that Frisk was not there was not a good thing.

I struggled to take a steadying breath before hurrying around the home to take a look through to see perhaps if she had slipped by me while I was cleaning. It should be noted that the Great Papyrus was rather wonderfully good at cleaning, but ah… perhaps lost track of what took place around myself while cleaning.

It was ten minutes of running about the house looking for her when I came up empty.

My sockets were widening by the second in my worrying. Frisk was not there! Where could she be?

In a last-ditch effort, I pulled out the cellular device that had recently been installed just this evening with a tracking device on all cell phones of our household. Angel and Sans had spoken with Grandmother about that a while ago so all of the family could be watched at any given moment should something strange arise. This strange behavior that Frisk was presenting certainly present a strange situation if I'd ever dealt with one…

Loading up the app, I pinged my younger sister.

Within moments I could see that she was fast moving from honestly just down the road, coming back to the house. I felt somewhat relieved, but also concerned about where she could have been when she was gone for perhaps a lengthy amount of time.

Watching the tracker, I saw it stop just on the edge of where the park where Frisk frequently visited with said Luke or on her own. The tracker's speed slowed down extremely before it stopped just on the edge of the playground.

With fear pumping through my soul, I hurried out the door and raced through the trees to that stood between myself and my sister. I worried for her safety.

The trees easily hid myself among the branches on that early May day. It was nearly the end of Frisk's second year of high school, and as Angel had mentioned some of the worst times for a teen. Growing up, leaning things so quickly and acting out because of those strange feelings they couldn't identify. I constantly worried if that was the reason for my sister's issues, but let them hide in the back of my skull while I watched for her.

I could see Frisk past the many trees. She was at secondary back entrance to the park, almost well hidden by another set of trees and some playground equipment. That was when I saw Luke talking with her, holding her hands as they chatted softly. Both I could see were wobbling about, neither could stand still. Behind them in a older truck that looked un-equipped to handle my sister with care, the driver was smoking something that I was just barely able to smell as the wind drifted toward me. It was horrid, like that of the animal Angel called a 'skunk".

My sockets widened when I discovered every one of them were under the influence of something!

Frisk herself looked similarly to Angel and Sans if they had too much echo flower essence. It was rare for them to do unless it was a special occasion, and Angel had quit entirely once she found out she was pregnant, Sans had cut down as well, his drinking habits much better when there was the thought of a child involved.

Though my soul felt pain for their loss. I hopped my older sister or brother wouldn't return to terrible habits so soon, or at least very little.

But my younger sister wasn't even of age to drink! She still had two more years before she should and she was allowing this male to get her drunk?

Frisk soon enough left the men as she came in my direction. They quickly took off in their vehicle while she stubbled toward the woods that would lead to our home. With time, Frisk came directly in my direction, though it wasn't until she was right beside me that she saw I was standing there with a disappointed look upon my skull.

"Pa-pa-papy?" Frisk near shrieked in horror at seeing me there. She straightened up, but it was easy to see the alcohol was taking its course. It would be some time before Frisk would have it out of her system. "W-wha?"

With a sigh, I reached for the girl. She squeaked the second my hands pulled her toward me and she landed very thud like in my arms. I carried her home while she stared at me with wide eyes. I struggled to not let any tears fall as I saw her condition.

"P-papy?" She watched me as I carried her without a word back to our home. Seeing the pain in my face, I had to truly wonder if she actually felt remorse for making me so worried or what damage she had done that night. "T-a-talk to me?"

But I couldn't, I remained silent as the trees broke free and our home appeared. Still far too early at the hour of five am for others to awake yet, and there were no alarms this day. Grandmother had told all of us to take at least the next day off to rest. It was just too much for any of us to take.

"P-pa-papy?"

Her voice was that same worried one she used on rare occasion in the past. The tone was recognizable as she hardly understood what was going on. She was begging me to tell her, help her.

But there was only so much more I could take of seeing her break my family apart. Why did she hurt us like this? Were we that terrible of a family to her?

By the time that haunting thought met me, I shook my skull and set down Frisk at the entrance of her room. Her eyes widened when she saw me partially close the door.

"I will not say anything, but do keep in mind, Sister, that you are hurting your family." I couldn't even look at the girl, only watching her appendages as she held onto the door frame so I knew where she was. I wouldn't look. It hurt worse when I did. "Angel would be devastated upon hearing of your previous night. Please. Please stop this madness."

"Papy…"

"I… I need some time. Please. Don't leave again. But I ask… I need some space today."

Sobs quickly came from the girl. Emotions must have been coming back to her where the alcohol had been holding her back. I felt her reach for me, but I gently pulled her off and left.

I would clean up any evidence this one time… but that was all I could do. This hurt too many people. I could only hope my words made Frisk realize even partly to what she was doing. Because it hurt… it hurt so much to see our souls shattering before each other… and it made me worried for our once bright future…

Witch's Note:

Oh boy… this was a painful chapter to write… Seeing things from Papyrus' point of view and seeing how things were degrading… yowch.

I can't even tell you all how it felt to write this, and it wasn't easy. Even if it's a shorter chapter then I normally put out, it was a hard one. You have to be in the right mood to write this, and man didn't I have to do that…

But! I know a lot of you are kinda sick of the constant pain I keep putting you under. Like I said before, next chapter will show some light! Some happiness that hopefully will renew some of your faith in me. That I promise. So please be on the look out for next chapter!

But now? Let's get onto some reviews!

And because I posted early for my last week holiday, everyone's in a weird order! XD

Dasansi: Oh boy! I get to speak to you all again! This is gonna be fun! But I totally agree about finals. Hated those when I was still taking them. I remember helping Mystic a lot in college with some classes, mostly math.

Mystic Girl: Shut up about my grades! The others don't need to know that!

Me: Sorry! But you're putting out quite a few ideas over here. You think Frisk is being mind controlled? Plus her teenage-ness is making this more miserable for her while being that way? Am I understanding that right? Hmm... What a way to think about it. Welp, I can't unfortunately reveal yet if you're right or not since there's still a lot more chapters with him, so try to be patient, okay?

But on a positive note, I think all of you will really love the next chapter! It's the one I told all of you about that you needed to keep an eye on!

Shadow8Phantom: Damn... Shadow, is it wrong of me to feel really proud of the way I made you feel in that last chapter? Is it kinda wrong that Mystic Girl and I are patting ourselves on the back for your reaction?

Because damn I have NEVER seen you so expressive before!

But you do have a fair right to be concerned about this behavior, this isn't exactly a smart thing to do. But I suppose we'll have to wait and see when more chapters come out to see more about what's to happen.

MysticBoywastaken: Hang in there, Mystic Boy!

Thechaosmaster: I'm glad you understand Chaos, thank you so much for that. I can't lie and say that any character is off the table for being... lost... but I'm not planning too much of anything like that, what I did in the underground.

But anyway! Luke's true motives still seem kinda hidden from you, huh? Don't worry, we'll see more in future chapters where we see if he is a terrible person like Angel and everyone else thinks, or if he's just... always in the wrong spot. Who knows!

But yeah, that fight with the girls was hell to write, and now we're seeing the aftermath. What is going on with Frisk? Who knows?

Regardless! Keep your eyes out for the next chapter though, I think it will warm your heart a bit! XD

Not A Shady Guy: Off the fence are you? Oh well, I held on as long as I could. The story will continue to play out and you'll see who's good and bad soon enough. But I have a lot more lovely moments and heartache coming your way!

And yeah... we better get ready, because Mystic is REALLY chomping at the bit to get those characters... trust me... She's been hiding a bit more than normal. And I'm sure she's preparing for something... Wouldn't surprise me at this point.

Unfortunatelyriverwastaken: Well then River! Good to see you again! Made it in right before I'm posting are you? Nice!

But yes, that fence I'm trying to hold you onto as hard as I can! I can see you teetering! You're trying to! I see it!

But I'm also trying not to reveal anything yet. If everyone gets to be on the same page or a certain chapter passes, then we'll see. I have to keep quiet as much as Mystic Girl, but I'm having more fun with it while she's just mad she can't say anything. Mostly because anything she says will heavily influence you guys, very badly.

And now, we're at the end of this chapter... Okay, I'm ready for a break from the heart ache, how about you guys? I could use something a little more cheerful! And I know just the trick!

Which you will see in the next chapter! Love you all and see you next week!

Halloween Witch and Mystic Girl

Papyrus hides her secret for now, letting her figure it out. 5/16/01