Determination (Charisk) [OUTDATED]

60 - BROKEN WALLS

A/N: Trigger warning - cutting

(FRISK POV)

     I had walked all the way to Alphys's Lab-partment™️ with a broken hand. After a few minutes, my rage seemed to numb the pain. Both Undyne and Alphys were there, watching anime. While Alphys was preparing some sort of healing device, Undyne asked me about what I did to break my hand. I told them the whole story.

     "Y-you had a fight with Chara—" Alphys was cut off by Undyne's enthusiasm.

     "YOU SHATTERED A CAVE WALL!?"

     "Um...Yes?"

     "Th-that explains the b-broken hand." Alphys turned on the machine.

     "How did you do it?!" Undyne asked, struggling to contain her enthusiasm.

     "Well, the angrier I got, the more... I'm not sure what it was, but it looked like red electricity started to spark in the air. When I got mad enough to hit the wall, it was like a huge wave of power, and the wall kind of... broke." A steady stream of green light poured into my hand. A tank of strange, green liquid bubbled at the top.

     "R-red electricity?" Alphys re-aligned my hand with the machine.

     "Yeah, why?" Alphys turned off the machine and tested my fingers for flexibility and pain.

     "Hmm.. y-you mind if I run some t-tests? M-mabye?"

     "Sure. I'd like to figure out what's wrong with me just as much as you do." Alphys beamed at the opportunity to do science. Undyne was looking at Alphys with a soft smile. I leaned over to Undyne.
"I know that look." Undyne blushed hard and turned to me.

     "I told you it's not like that. Now shut it, punk, or I'll break your hand again." Undyne turned back to looking at Alphys.

(CHARA POV) [M]

     I stopped after a few minutes. I looked down at the bloody knife in my hand. In the reflection, I saw Diitii instead of me.  A grotesque smile grew on his face before his eyes bled a black substance. I immediately threw the knife as hard as I could into the woods. It stuck into a tree, still dripping with my blood.

     It's funny, I didn't know that monsters had blood it was my understanding that we just turned to dust from any wound severe enough. I wiped the blood off my arms with a spare napkin I had in one of my pockets. I rummaged through all of the pockets in my cargo shorts and found about 60 g.

     I took a shortcut to Snowdin Town, and walked into Grillby's. Grillby turned his attention to me.

     "Hm? Welcome back... What was your name again?" I sat down.

     "Doesn't matter. How much are the drinks again?"

     "15 g."

     "Give me 4." I slid across the money. Grillby stared it and for a few seconds.

"...I don't think that's a good idea."

"And why is that?"

"Your arms." I flinched and pulled my arms close to my body.

     "What do you know?!" Grillby took off his glasses. His eyes were just glowing orange dots.

"I've seen people with the same lost look come into my bar over the years. I'm here to talk if you want to, but I'm not serving you alcohol."

"That's... smart."

     "I know." I sat at the bar in silence for a few minutes. "So what's been going on?"