Asrisk

A spark to the gas

(Asriel)
It had been two weeks since summer had started, and he felt some sort of atmosphere building between him and his sibling. Not like a bad one, more like love is in the air or something along those lines. It was Sunday, a lazy day. He usually flopped around on his bed reading it listening to music. Toady, he and Frisk were having a dance party in the basement with Mettaton. "But he is gonna wipe us out, he is so good!" Asriel exclaimed "c'mon, it'd be fun!" Frisk replied. "Plus, you know he would love it." Asriel sighed. Don't blame me for the chaos that happens to our basement for inviting him. Frisk giggled. Alright, I bet it will still be fun. It was only eleven, and the dance was going to start at six, so he had most of the day to fool around. "Oh by the way" Frisk included. "Papyrus is coming too, he wanted to sharpen his dance moves." Asriel nodded and went downstairs. He decided to lay on the bean bag while it was still in one piece. He was texting MK to see if he wanted to come over to his place
(Frisk)
Frisk was prepped to dance, especially with Mettaton. They were like rivals at dance off's. But she still had seven hours until then, so she decided to go outside for some fresh air. She stepped outside. They lived in a neighborhood close to the bay. The park had a chain fence that separates the sand from the grass. (Witch by the way, the park ground was higher than the sand) It was a cloudy day, casting shadows across the neighborhood. She sat out on the swing bench in the front yard. She liked to close her eyes and think there was no ground below her, after all, she was a little short. Only 5,6. Unlike her sibling, that was 6 feet. It made her go up to his nose. She saw Papyrus weeding his garden. She walked out across the street and tapped his shoulder, startling him. "NYEH!" He yelled and fell face first into the dirt. "Hi Papyrus" Frisk said, then laughed. "FRISK" Papyrus exclaimed. "WARN ME BEFORE YOU GREET ME" Papyrus laughed in his signature fashion, then gave her a big hug. "How are you?" She asked. "SPECTACULAR!" Papyrus smiled at her, witch soon turned into an idea face. "FRISK, STAND STILL." Papyrus picked a rose from the garden, then somehow pulled out all the thorns then put it in her hair beside her ear. "THERE" Papyrus finished. "Frisk smiled. "Thanks" she said. "AND HOW ARE YOU!?" "Great" Frisk replied. "Are you ready to get your dancing on tonight?" "YOU BET!" He said. "Alright, talk to you then!" Frisk said and waved. She went back into her house.
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Frisk left her her mother to see her mother was sitting on a chair, reading a book. She went downstairs to chill out on the bean bag, after all, Asriel was probably right about its quality after Mettatons arrival. She arrived at the bottom of the stairs, looked at Asriel, saw him glance at her, then she blushed and started back up the stairs. She heard him call out to her and then a red glowing string stopped her. Whenever they spoke each other's name, the string between them would solidify, causing them to proceed no further than where they were. She blushed more, trying to pull forward, but she would have to end up pulling Asriel with her. Plus, Asriel was way stronger. She was pulled against the wall of the passage way, sliding against the wall downwards. "I'm not done talking to you!" She heard him call. "A-Asriel, I'm not ready..." She slid off the wall into the room, flying into the bean bag with the extra momentum. Asriel towered over her, with a comfortable smiling face. As she blushed he asked, "Where do you think you are going?" He asked. Frisk buried her face in the bean bag to prevent him from seeing her face. "Nowhere important" she replied slowly. The Rose came out of your hair and Asriel picked it up and studied it. "What's this for?" He asked. Frisk snatched it and placed it back in her hair. "Papyrus have it to me" Frisk replied, still blushing. Asriel placed a hand on her cheek. "You seem flustered... Why?" Asriel asked. Frisk hesitated for ten seconds. "B-because" The doorbell rang. Frisk started up the stairs as she heard Asriel sigh. She didn't want him to feel disappointed, but it was too much for her.
(Asriel)
"Man, That sucks!" Asriel thought. He really wanted to hear what she had to say, plus he was having a garbage afternoon, because MK was busy today. He was really in the best mood. He heard the exaggerated voice of Mettaton from upstairs with the sound of "NYEH HEH HEH!" Asriel stood up to present himself.
==========an hour later===========
After a lot of dancing, and wild Mettaton show off, Asriel was ready to call it a night, but then Mettaton called, "Time for our final dance! Find your partner!" Mettaton was glaring right at Asriel and Frisk, not ready for the situation. Papyrus was confused on who to choose, but then Mettaton grasped his hand. Asriel slowly glanced towards Frisk as some slow dance song played. "Guess we mind as well do it." Asriel said and slightly blushed. Frisk nodded and they turned toward each other. Asriel had never slow danced before, so he was just going off of what he thought was correct.
(Frisk)
She was acting quite quiet and calm on the outside, but her emotions and thoughts were setting off a nuke in her head. Her heard seemed to be beating the same pace as a train at full speed! She reached out onto Asriels shoulders as he placed his hands on her waist. She was focusing her gaze on his chest, because she was blushing like none other. The basement was only lit by beams of light on the walls produced by a sphere, so he couldn't see her warm cheeks. Her thoughts were interrupted by Asriel. "Frisk?" He asked. She looked up into his face, blushing more. "Yea?" She responded. "I got a weird question for you." Frisk blushes even more. "Do you like me more than just a sibling or friend? By this point, Frisk was as red as a fresh cherry. She responded "Yes"
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That's chapter 3! The hype is real!
Until next time

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-blaze