Determination (Charisk) [OUTDATED]

82 - OH! ONE TRUE LOVE

(CHARA POV)[F]

Chara and I walked into another room, one which had a poster for Mettaton's latest stage performance.

"It's about 'A love triangle, with the main character split between two interests, forever divided by the tides of fate."

"What does that mean?" Frisk asked.

"Hell if I know, Mettaton is one pretentious little..." Frisk glared at me. "...rectangle."

"Chara, be nice. I'm sure that Mettaton means a lot to the people of the underground."

"Clearly." We were about to step into the next room, but trap doors opened in the floor. I fell into a changing room of sorts. There was a single (non-sentient) robot in the corner, next to a rack of clothes. The mirror turned into a screen, showing a pre-recorded message from Mettaton.

"WELCOME BEAUTY AND GENTLEBEAUTY, TO MY LIVE PERFORMANCE. YOU HAVE 10 MINUTES TO PREPARE FOR A MUSICAL SCENE AND GET DRESSED. NOT PARTICIPATING IS NOT AN OPTION, OR YOU WILL TRAGICALLY... DIE!!... BYE NOW!" The message stopped... I have to do a musical number? I don't even know what role I'll be playing, let alone what to wear!

"What do I do?" I asked to no one in particular. The corner-bot spoke up.

"SIT HERE FOR OUTFIT AND MAKEUP. ESTIMATED TIME, FIVE MINUTES." Great. This is just great. Just flipping dandy. Reluctantly, I sat down in the chair the robot was pointing to and prepared myself.

. . .

I looked down.

"WHAT" I asked, knowing I wouldn't get an answer. I was wearing a white dress and had a lot of makeup applied it my face. I hated every second of this. "You're a princess now, act like it." I told myself. For a second I thought I heard Frisk's voice coming from nowhere in particular. You suddenly feel the urge to sing to little birds. "Yeah right. Disney Princess my ass." Before the voices in my head could respond, the ceiling opened up, and the floor tile I was standing on raised up to a large stage, fit with a fake castle and staircase. The studio lights burned my eyes as I struggled to make out what was happening.

     Two, slightly dimmer, spotlights shone on both Frisk and the top of the castle balcony, presumably Mettaton was behind the wall, waiting for his cue. Frisk was wearing a very nice suit, complete with a bow tie to match her eyes, which have been opening more and more frequently as of late. Her long brown hair was put up in a stunning bun, small wisps of hair hung over her golden face. She shot me a smile that made my SOUL do backflips in my chest. Hopefully, my naturally rosy cheeks hid my rapidly flushing face.

     "OH?" Mettaton poked his rectangular face out of the window before clearing his robotic throat. He fully wheeled onto the balcony. He was wearing a hot pink suit covered in sequins. Very... Flashy. "COULD IT BE...? MY ONE TRUE LOVE?" God dammit. Mettaton effortlessly glided down the steps. Cheesy music started to play from speakers hidden somewhere. "Oh my love... Please run away... Monster King, forbids yourself stay..." Frisk chimed in.

     "No, don't go...! Please come with me... Together we... will set them free...!" Frisk fake-pleaded... the air seemed to halt for a moment, as if waiting on my response. I took a deep breath before I started singing.

     "Desgarrado," I put my arm over my face dramatically. "Por la cadena..." I flung myself into Mettaton's arms. "Del destino..." I moved over to Frisk. "¡Incluso si te duele!" I put my hand on her cheek and caressed her with my thumb, trying to convey as much emotion as possible. I spun over to the middle of the set and danced slowly. "Me arrojarán a la mazmorra... ¡Esto me matará...! Ahora estoy muy triste..."

     "THATS COOL BUT HOW, FAR WILL YOU GO? TO SAVE THE ONE, WE BOTH LOVE AND KNOW?" Mettaton asked Frisk, still in song.

     "I'd... Id give my life for... uh... Main... Character?"

     "SO NOBLE THAT YOU ARE GOING TO THE DUNGEON IN HER PLACE." Mettaton was no longer singing.

     "Wait, what?!" I... Forgot that Frisk didn't know Spanish. She had no clue that there was a dungeon. Unfortunately, I also didn't know that there was a dungeon, and was just making things up. Bad news: There was actually a dungeon.

     "WELL, TOODLES." And then a trapdoor opened underneath Frisk and I, causing us to fall into the dungeon.

Chara Fact #2
I'm 5'8", but I used to be 5'11".