"Um… how can I help with your shows?" Frisk asked Mettaton uncertainly. "I've never acted before."
"Oh don't worry about a thing." Mettaton replied as the lights turned on revealing they were in a kitchen. "Just follow my lead and everything will work out wonderfully."
"Ok, I'll do my best." Frisk mentioned just as lights suddenly shined on them as cameras appeared out of seemingly nowhere causing her to blink in surprise.
"Welcome, beauties, to the Underground's premier cooking show!" Mettaton stated to a camera as Frisk noticed a chef's hat on his head. "We have a very special show for you all today, we have a special guest to help us make something extra special."
He turned to Frisk as she blinked before taking a nervous breath. "Hello out there… my name's Frisk, and I'm going to be helping Mettaton today."
"No need to be shy Frisk, why don't you tell everyone what we'll be making today?" Mettaton suggested calmly. "I'm sure it will be absolutely delicious."
Hearing that Frisk paused only to suddenly look down and gently wipe the tears that were forming in her eyes. "Can… can we make a chocolate pie?"
"A chocolate pie, that's a bit simple. Are you sure that's what you feel like making Frisk?" Mettaton inquired curiously only for Frisk to softly nod. "Well, we'll need to make sure we have all the ingredients."
Frisk nodded as she went to get the ingredients with Mettaton only to frown and tear up more. 'Chara… why did you have to die?'
"Frisk, is something wrong?" Mettaton asked causing Frisk's eyes to widen slightly before she wiped her tears.
"I'm ok." she replied. "We should work on the pie, right?"
"Well, if you're sure." Mettaton nodded as the two of them carried the ingredients to the counter and started working together to make the chocolate pie only for Frisk to suddenly stop and look down. "We'll be back in a bit, just be patient everyone."
With that the cameras turned off only for Frisk to start crying into her hands as she trembled. Seeing that Mettaton rolled over and put a gentle hand on her shoulder.
"I'm… sorry…" Frisk choked out weakly.
"You don't have to be sorry." Mettaton whispered softly. "Do you want to talk about what's bothering you?"
Frisk wiped her tears before looking up at Mettaton only to shudder slightly. "It's… my sister loved chocolate. It was one of her favorite things in the world."
Mettaton just nodded in understanding while lightly rubbing Frisk's back. "I understand, to be honest… Dr. Alphys told me about your sister and what happened. I thought maybe helping with some of my shows might help take your mind off things for a little while, I'm sorry."
"It wasn't your fault." Frisk whispered before hugging Mettaton with tears. "I just… she was all I had."
"I understand." Mettaton whispered gently embracing her. "Just let it out… it's ok now."
Frisk just continued crying as Mettaton held her gently.
"I'm… sorry…" she choked out weakly. "You asked me to… to help but I… just…"
"Darl… no, Frisk you didn't do anything wrong." Mettaton reassured her softly.
Frisk just shook more as she cried in his arms. "I… I just want to know what happened and be with Chara again."
"You will be Frisk, I'm sure of it." Mettaton whispered to her.
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"your majesty, there's something I've been meaning to ask you for a little while now." Sans mentioned quietly as the three of them sat at a table in the MTT Resort restaurant.
"Oh, what is it Sans?" Toriel inquired hearing that. "Is something bothering you?"
"well, not in a bad way, it's just…" Sans started only to frown. "Papyrus and I knew about your adopted child, about Chara but… we don't know anything about her and she means so much to Frisk, what kind of kid was she?"
"THAT'S TRUE, ANYONE WHO IS THAT CLOSE TO FRISK MUST HAVE BEEN A REMARKABLE PERSON." Papyrus agreed hearing that.
Toriel closed her eyes before wiping away a tear. "Chara was a wonderful girl. She was very outgoing and friendly and more than willing to help me in the kitchen."
"she was a cook?" Sans inquired. "sounds like you would get along with her Paps."
"TRUE, IT IS TRULY A SHAME THAT I NEVER HAD THE OPPORTUNITY TO EXCHANGE OUR CULINARY STYLES. PERHAPS WE COULD MAKE SPAGHETTI TOGETHER." Papyrus smiled.
"It might not have gone that well." Toriel laughed gently. "Chara was willing to help but she wasn't the greatest cook."
"OH, WELL IN THAT CASE I THE GREAT PAPYRUS COULD TEACH HER HOW TO BE AN AMAZING SPAGHETTI COOK LIKE ME!" Papyrus declared.
"She would have enjoyed that." Toriel smiled only to pause. "Then again, there was one thing I remember clearly about Chara. Whenever anyone asked about the surface, she grew withdrawn and angry but never told anyone why."
"ANGRY ABOUT THE SURFACE, BUT WHY WOULD ANYONE FEEL THAT WAY?" Papyrus questioned.
"you got me Paps, I can't imagine why any human would prefer being trapped down here especially if she knew her sister…" Sans started before his eyes widened. "wait, Frisk came down to reunite with her older sister. which means the two of them must have planned to come down from the start."
"I might know." Toriel admitted. "They were unhappy on the surface… I just wish that we could have all been together instead of…"
Sans and Papyrus both gently embraced her at that.
"IT WILL WORK OUT, I PROMISE." Papyrus told her.
"he's right, I don't know how but if we're there with Frisk things will be ok." Sans agreed with a smile.
(Frisk attempted to help Mettaton with his baking show but couldn't go through with it in the end and meanwhile Toriel, Sans, and Papyrus have realized why Chara and Frisk would willingly go to the Underground. Next chapter Mettaton will help Frisk through Hotland as she continues trying to reach King Asgore's castle. As always any reviews or critique is appreciated.)