Frisk POV.
I wake back at Toriel's home in my bed, Chara looking back at me with their red eyes.
"Chara...aah!"
I feel pain everywhere.
"What...happened a few hours ago?"
"Well, let's see. You burned your wrist, almost got gaster blastered, sang sweet home alabama, fell and sprained your ankle, leg, and wrist, tried to fuck me, and while were at it, I CARRIED YOU HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOME TONIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGHT"
Chara gave me an ice pack from Snowdin.
"Thanks Chara aah!"
My wrist flared up again.
"Maybe...you should stop. I can't soul split you if you're already hurt."
"nngh...maybe...cuddle?"
"Frisk, I just said-"
"Pwease?"
"......fine."
Chara gives me a peck on the cheek and embraces me in their arms.
"mmm...thanks..."
"Anything for you, Frisky."
"...Annnnnnnnything?"
"Don't."
"Oohhkayy."
I flicked my tail on Chara's neck.
"Mmmm...not now."
"Shut up. Gimme your soul."
"No, Frisky."
Chara caresses my chest.
"Give it."
"I gave you my soul, you didn't give me yours."
"Finneee."
I show my soul. Chara takes it and gently strokes it.
"Mmm, this feels good...you felt this?"
"I knowww."
They start squeezing my soul.
"Haaa...thanks..."
"Sorry, Frisky, think that's enough for today."
Chara kisses my soul and gives it back to me.
"Fine."
"Hello, children! Do you need anything?"
"Nah, mom."
"HEY, PUNKS!"
"U-u-um, just, go easy with the...you know..."
"ALYPHYS!" Chara blushed.
"Alyphys, we don't need or do that. Just...give us some privacy."
"Well, next time, put a sock on the door."
"WE'RE NOT HAVING SE-"
I cover Chara's mouth.
"Don't..."
Chara pinned me on the wall with a knife in their hand.
"YOU DO THAT ONE MORE TIME I'LL KILL YOU."
"Why..."
"BECAUSE I DON'T STICK STUFF INTO OTHER THINGS!"
"No...why do you always have a knife in your pocket?
"My child!"
Toriel knocked Chara's knife out of their hand with a fireball.
"Look, Frisk, if you ever think of doing...that...go to the Snowdin Inn."
"Great! When are they open?"
"Fri-"
"Kidding!"
Chara looks at me.
"They're open right now."
"Char-"
"Don't. Say. Anything. Grab your boots and a sweater. You won't need it for long, but I don't want you cold."
Next might be sin idk
Though I don't want to assume genders, soooo
I might not want to make them shag.
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I L.O.V.E. You: A Charisk Fanfic
FanfictionAs 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...
