Twins

Part 9

Frisk smiled at her twin. "Hey Chara."

"Hello, Frisk." The redhead said. She shifted on her feet nervously. "I heard about...you and Sans."

The brunette paused, gulped. She knew that this conversation had to come eventually.

Just...not so soon.

"I'm sorry..." Frisk said. "I know you're mad at me, and you have every right to be-"

"I'm not mad. Just, I heard about your engagement..."

-_-

"C'mon, c'mon." G grumbled as the elevator moved up. The doors opened, allowing him into the penthouse. He heard voices in the kitchen.

"I heard about your engagement and went to his office to congratulate Gaster."

The skeleton peeked inside, seeing Chara in a suit. Frisk was listening to her sister's words with a look of concern.

"Only...I am so sorry Frisk."

"For what?"

"I found him screwing some blonde whore on his desk when I entered his office."

G could barely resist a scoff. The only whore was Chara and she was the one who made moves on him. Then he saw his bride's face- disbelief with mild horror and heartbreak in her eyes.

Oh god. Frisk didn't...believe her, did she?

"T- That can't be true. G would never..." Frisk said. She slumped down into a chair, tears starting to bead at her eyelashes. He resisted the urge to take her up in his arms, wiping away her tears and reassure her that it wasn't true.

"It is." Chara insisted.

G watched the two with narrowed sockets, noting Chara slip her hand into her pocket.

To see a flash of silver.