1st Meeting

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Frisk Heathers had been 7 when he first saw the girl.

He was in his back yard, when the tanned child noticed a head of hair lurking behind a tree. Peeking curiously, he leant out to poke it.

The person gave a high pitched squeal, falling back and staring up at frisk with an expression of fear, arms coming up to defend their head, which was brown with streaks of pink and orange.

"Sorry!" frisk immediately apologised, waving his arms about to signify he wouldn't hurt them. The little girl slowly lowered their arms. They looked 6 at most.

"S-sowwy.." they mumbled, blue eyes shimmering with tears. "I didn't mean to be creepy you just looked so interesting and-"

Frisk gave them a comforting smile. "No, it's okay! Who are you?"

The girl wiped her tears. "B-betty. Betty kira"

"I'm frisk heathers, but call me frisky!" the young boy grinned widely, showing the small gap in his teeth. "I hope we can be freinds, betty!"

The young girl smiled nervously and nodded, before turning and running away.

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