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"Why are we doing this?"

Chara wheezed through her teeth. "You know why, Asriel."

I did. I decided to rephrase that.

"Why are you doing this?" I choked out, watching Chara's shaky breaths as sweat beaded down her forehead. She was sick.

She contemplated for a moment, licking her parched lips. It was so weird seeing Chara bundled in bed, quiet and unmoving. I thought she was angry at me, the way she stared at me said so, but then her mouth wobbled. Chara smiled.

"Because I want to."

She was usually a good liar.

I nibbled on my nails, stirring an argument, but  then she flashed her teeth and all the dimples and perfect indents on her cheeks flashed up at me. I sighed and shook my head, tears threatening to spill down my face. Even now, I was afraid of her.

"Now go get mom and dad."

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