Frisk fell again. For the 56th time. Nothing special. Until...
"Howdy! I'm Flowey! Um... you're usually more enthusiastic or something."
"Yeah, yeah, friendliness pellets, I know. Toriel's just gonna come and beat you with fire."
"I got tired of trying to kill you. Too many times. I'm practically heat-proof. But the monsters here have gotten, like, REALLY aggressive."
"...Why?"
"Who knows? In the ruins, Froggit attacks with a venomous tongue now, Whimsun still cries but now its acid, Vegetoid causes earthquakes, Loox has another eye which is like Sans' eye, Migosp is so joyful it's like a literal rock if it hits you, Moldsmall pretty much absorbs anything, and Nabstablook... well, Nabstablook's the same."
"Wait... Isn't that a Froggit?"
A slimy tongue shot out and put Frisk in a neck-lock. They started to choke and sputter, then pass out. But, this attack was much stronger than even a Final Froggit. How? Frisk started to feel the same sensation as always: their soul about to shatter, when...
"I'VE GOTTEN SICK OF YOU DYING SO MANY TIMES!"
Two vines shot out and refused Frisk's soul. "Thanks, Flowey. Dang. So..." Flowey turned away. But soon after Frisk had shooting pain and screamed out. The golden flower had no idea what to do but to watch in horror as Frisk collapsed again. How? Why? The soul was refused...right? Three seconds later, Frisk got up and was fine.
"Was that my fault?"
"No. My soul. There's a fragment missing. I only have 15 HP."
Flowey turned around and saw a familiar face. Green sweater with yellow stripes and red eyes.
I think you know where this is going.
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I L.O.V.E. You: A Charisk Fanfic
FanfikceAs the player abandoned the game, the characters and code become more free and can do whatever they want, opening the path of genocide and pacifism. Frisk and Chara meet each other for the first time, and despite their differences, become friends (o...
