Lost Souls (Chara x Frisk)

Chapter 12

(A/N: I am so sorry about taking so long to update. I was having some trouble trying to figure out how to incorporate Mettaton into the story, sorry if it's not written how you would want it. Anyway, I'm going to try to start to update more regularly, it should be easier since I have a few things prewritten and I'm on summer vacation. Thank you guys so much for sticking with me and being patient.)

Once Frisk awoke from their nap, the group made their way out of the little cave, and slowly made it to Hotland...but not without a couple casualties. They had run into Undyne, and even Papyrus quite a few times. Chara and Sans would always try protecting Frisk, but the moment either of them were threatened, Frisk would jump in front of the enemies attack; resulting in Frisks death. They tried figuring out how Frisks soul was able to block attacks that one time, but they weren't lucky in finding an answer...and trying to test it out, ultimately resulted in Frisks death. Some of the new flowers grew on Frisks face, across the bridge of their nose, on their cheeks near their mouth, and a couple others grew on Frisks hands and legs. Chara still had to hold Frisks hand and lead them around, since the flowers were covering their eyes again, and would often ask Frisk if they were feeling okay. Frisk would always just wave Chara off, saying they were fine, but Chara noticed how their voice was a bit scratchy and they seemed to be trying to avoid breathing through their nose. Chara knew enough, however, that since Frisk was the stubborn determined bastard they were, that Frisk wasn't going to say anything.

After the few resets and a bit of walking, they all finally arrived in Hotland...and Frisk was immediately overwhelmed by the heat. Frisk was always more of a fan of the cold and winter and better off in colder temperatures, they had never been one for summer so the intense heat of Hotland was an immediate change. Frisk retracted their hand from Chara's, pealed off their sweater, wincing whenever it pulled on the flowers, and tied it around their waist leaving on their tank top. Frisk sighed as some of the heat was relieved from removing their sweater. Chara took Frisks hand again and looked at them, a frown set upon their face in worry.
"Is it too hot for you?" Chara asked in concern. With Frisks sweater off, Chara could easily see some of the flowers that were covered before...it didn't look good. Around the flowers the skin was paler and contrasted against Frisks tan skin; Chara also noted that Frisk often moved their arms and fingers...like someone would if their limbs were numb or asleep. Frisk shook their head.
"I'm fine, don't worry," Frisk murmured. Sometimes, Frisk really pissed Chara off with the way they never told anyone their fucking problems...but, Chara could never bring themselves to be mad at Frisk. God, what the fuck was happening to them.
"Lovebirds, quiet down. We are almost to Alphys lab, and if we're lucky, we might be able to sneak past her," Sans told them, he was still holding Flowey, who had fallen asleep. Frisk tilted their head to the side.
"...Alphys...? Didn't Undyne say that name earlier?" Frisk asked. Sans nodded, despite the fact that Frisk couldn't see it.
"Yeah, Alphys is Undyne's girlfriend. Alphys isn't much of a fighter, so she'll probably go easy on you, especially since you spared Undyne," Sans explained. Frisk nodded.
"Okay, let's get going," Frisk stated, trying to march forward, but ended up tripping on a crack in the path causing Chara to catch them.
"Careful, Frisk. Can't have you dying from something as stupid as a crack in the ground," Chara said with a chuckle, Frisk smiled a bit.

They carefully entered the dark lab as quietly as they could, but not quite quiet enough.
"You've finally arrived," a female voice said. A short dinosaur-like monster stood in the middle of the hall, she wore a white lab coat, had sharp fangs, and those weird glasses that have the swirls on the lenses. She had a smirk on her face as she looked the group over, but it faded when her eyes landed upon Sans and Flowey.
"You know, Sans, I expected better of you," Alphys sighed.
"Your brother trying to get into the royal guard, and your father being the past royal scientist...I would have expected you to be better than this and not work with a human," she spat. Then she glared at Flowey.
"And you, my failed science experiment, should have been killed years ago when I had the chance! You're making my image look bad!" She exclaimed, then sighed.
"But, I should be grateful that you haven't dusted any monsters...especially Undyne," Alphys said, mumbling the last part. She then grinned broadly.
"So I'll let you go!" Sans let out a sigh at that.
"But, just because I am, doesn't mean he won't~" Alphys finished and Sans' breath hitched. Frisk listened to this conversation in confusion, but jumped in fright when a loud banging sound resonated throughout the lab.
"I'd like to introduce you to my invention..." Alphys started and paused dramatically right when a robot crashed through the wall.
"Mettaton, the human killing robot," Alphys finished, a proud seemingly forced smile on her face; but the look in her eyes showed how she actually felt about the robot...it was definitely not a good emotion.