Chapter Three: Nightmares And A Reaper

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          Three Children Asleep, Two In Feather Beds, One On The Cold Palace Floor. A Shadow Creeps Through The Window "If I Can't Kill Anyone, How Else Will I Give Them Pain?" This Shadow Is Not In Fact A Shadow At All.  But A Chara, ReaperTale Chara To Be Exact. Swinging Her Scythe, She Implants Nightmares Into The Children. But What Are The Three Dreaming About?

          "What?! Where Am I?" Calls Out A Furry Boy Into A Black Abyss. His Fingers Twist And Curl Into Leaves And Vines. His Ears Dividing Into 6 Yellow Petals Leaving Only His Scared Face. "Ch-CHARA!!! WHERE ARE YOU!?" Warm Tears Streak Down His Face, Onto The Curly Twisting Vines That Now Make Up His Body. "I'm Here Asriel." Says Chara, Peeking Out Of The Darkness. Asriel Smiles And Sighs In Relief. But Then Sees A Shiny Blade Swinging In Her Hand, And Black Liquid Oozing Down Her Rosy Cheeks. "I'm Here." A Twisted Smile Covered Her Face As She Swung The Knife Down And...
                                                       Asriel Watched Himself Scatter Into Dust.


         Chara Smiled, For The First Time Since She Was Small, She Was Surrounded By People. Asgore Smiled At Her, Everything Seemed Perfect! Her Father Was Back, And Her Loneliness Gone. But Then... A Child Appeared! Mobtale Frisk?! The Frisk Seemed To Be Possessed By Something. Time Seemed To Stop As She Watched Her Father Die Again... Chara's Reflexes Got The Best Of Her, She Pulled A Rusty Blade From Her Pocket And She Lunged For The Frisk.

          Chara Gasped a For Air As She Jerked Awake. Her Heart Beating Quickly, And She Stared At The Ceiling Not Bothering To Go Back To Sleep.


          Frisk's Secret Was Overwhelming Her. She Knew She Was Dreaming But Toriel's Harsh Words Still Stung. "FRISK WHY DID YOU EAT THE LAST SLICE OF BUTTERSCOTCH CINNAMON PIE?!" "I-If It Helps It Was Delicious"

Reapertale Chara Who Had Been Watching Their Nightmares, Was Utterly Confused. "WHAT EVEN IS THIS FRISK?!" She Wiped Away A Fake Tear, "Ahh This Frisk Is Too Kind." And With That, She Was Gone.

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