♡ Alpharune ♡

Fallen Down

"...flowers?"
Asriel frowned a bit at Chara's request. Sure, they'd bonded a little over their shared love of plants, but...its not like its something particularly important.

"Yes. You said your father owns a flower shop, correct? I would like to see it."

"....right."
Asriel sat down next to Chara, frowning a bit. 
"Well, I can take you there soon, but...I thought you might want to spend some time with me. When you're not working, or doing...whatever this is..."

"I don't know what you're talking about. I just want to meet your family." Chara blinked, closing the book they were reading 
"Asriel, if I wanted to ignore you I would. I'm trying to spend time with you right now."

"...right. yeah. I'm sorry for being paranoid." 

Quiet 
Chara had been busy for the past few days, always doing something. It was fine, Asriel had been catching up with other people in town, but...it was a bit of a shame. Kris has been acting strange, and Chara's been busy...it felt like the two most important people for him haven't had time.
But they express love in different ways to him. He needs to learn to respect that. 

"Anyway." Chara continued. "I like flowers. I think they're pretty."

"Oh! Wow! We've found one thing you like, out of the thousands of things you hate." Asriel chuckled, elbowing Chara playfully 

"I also happen to like you, you idiot." They snorted, shoving Asriel back. They got up off the bed, stretching a little, before offering Asriel their hand to help him up. "Even if you're too sensitive sometimes. 

Asriel took their hand, and got up too. A hesitation - he took a glance at the book Chara had been reading, but....it didn't really seem interesting to him. Soul science....a rather morbid topic in his opinion, since it relies on death to study. But that seems to be a theme with Chara, that morbid curiosity....so he won't push. 

They left the house shortly, Kris still off with their friends, doing...whatever it is they've been doing every day. At least they have friends now....its better than before he left, for sure. 
Still. He can't help being a little jealous of the time he's missing out on....

Focus
He's spending time with his best friend. That should be enough. At least for now. 

"Dad?"
He called out, knocking on the door to the flower shop.
"Chara wants to meet you, can I come in...?"

Silence. Bit weird, but maybe he's out. It happens sometimes. Asriel just sighed, and picked up the key from under the welcome mat, unlocking the door.
"Sorry, he's probably not in. But we should still be able to collect some flowers, I don't think he'd mind."
Asriel apologised as he fought with the stiff old door...falling into the room as it gave way.

Chara hopped over Asriel, laughing at him as they looked around the dark shop. The windows must be too grimy to let much light in, or...something...
"Where's the light switch in this place anyway."

"Oh. It should be back this way..." Asriel frowned, standing back up and closing the door behind him. It was almost pitch black. "I'm sorry about this," he continued. "Dad hasn't been doing so great, I guess."

Quiet
He couldn't feel the wall anymore. He couldn't find the door. It's probably somewhere, and-

A scream peirced through the darkness, Chara falling backwards through the floor
"Wh- CHARA!"
The floor beneath him was crumbling, but he didn't even notice anymore. Jumping down, as fast as he could, grabbing onto Chara and wrapping around them. Holding them tight, unwilling to let them get hurt

Not on his watch

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