Chara x Frisk

Chapter 9

I awoke a little, not opening my eyes. I felt an emptiness and absence of warmth. I felt around and realized I was lying alone in bed. I opened my eyes, sad Frisk wasn't by me.

Once my vision became clear I saw Frisk at the computer, her back to me. She was going back and forth between typing things, reading, writing notes on a notepad beside her. The lights were off and I heard her yawn before continuing her typing.

I picked up my phone and checked the time.

3:47

I sighed, sad to see her working this late in the night. I got up silently and flicked on the lights. She jumped a little, startled by the sudden brightness. She turned around to look at me.

"Oh no! I'm sorry Chara, I didn't mean to wake you!" She apologized pleadingly.

"It's okay, I woke myself. Also you should keep the lights on, I don't want your beautiful eyes to strain." I smiled. She blushed slightly.

"But what about you? You need sleep."

"I'll be fine." I said walking to her. I kissed her on the top of her head.

"Speaking of sleep, when do you get any?" I asked, a little worried.

"Well, we sleep in kind of late, besides I am not usually up this late."

"I didn't even know you woke in the middle of the night to do this stuff."

"I got to bed with you around midnight, and some nights I don't need to get up at all, others I usually get up around 2 or 3 and work for an hour or so." She explained.

"Why not just work before you go to bed?" I asked.

"The government policies say all work must be done at 2 am or later, unless said otherwise." I sighed, the government was too strict.

"How will they know the difference?" I asked.

"They have logs and can check times. Besides I'd feel bad going against policy."

"Ugh." I sighed once again.

"As long as you're getting sleep and are okay with it. But... if you wanted I could go to headquarters a-"

"Chara!" Frisk giggled. I grinned.

"Do you want anything?" I asked walking towards the door.

"A glass of water would be nice." She smiled.

"Glass of water it is."

I rubbed my eyes heading downstairs. Usually I like my sleep, but it was for Frisk. I walked past the living room when I suddenly felt a cold hand grab my arm. I jumped turning around putting my arms up in defense.

"woah woah woah, kid. it's just me." Sans said. He flicked on the lights and walked back over.

"Sans! You nearly gave me a heart attack!" I exclaimed putting my hand over my chest.

"eh. sorry." He shrugged.

"so whatcha up to?" He asked me changing the subject.

"Getting Frisk and I some water." I answered starting to walk toward the kitchen. I gestured for him to come along. He walked behind me. I turned the lights on in the kitchen and saw him already leaning against a counter.

"How do you do that?" I asked.

"i've got my shortcuts." He answered plainly. I wanted to know a little more about how, but was too tired to carry on that conversation.

"now uh, kid. i gotta talk to you about somethin'." He said as I grabbed out two cups.

"Well I assumed so."