Undertamer (Frisk x Sans)

Chapter 2

It was 8:30 on a warm Saturday morning. The same morning where most kids would be starting to get ready for the new school year, which began next week. All excepted one 16 year old girl who sat alone at the breakfast table. Frisk was sat eating a bowl of mushy cereal her eyes scanning over a news paper to her left. "Boa Constrictor stolen from London Zoo" read the headlines.

 Frisk was a short, strong minded young lady with a tounge sharper then a knife. She had long copper coloured hair which was never neat and pail skin dotted with freckles. Frisk was never a girl one would call the height of fashion choosing to where manly striped clothes. However at this point in time she was dressed in a lavender night-dress and fluffy bunny slippers. In some cases Frisk could be determined but only when she decided it was worth the bother. School, in her opinion was not worth the bother for she had been recently expelled from her last one for refusing to cooperate. You see Frisk was not a bad kid she was just lonely very lonely: the word 'friend' was Greek to her. She never felt like she fitted in anywhere so she didn't want to simple as that.    

She skimmed through the article and sipped her drink. After a few moments Frisk was joined by her sister Chara. Frisk gave her sister a breath glance and muttered "morning" before returning to the paper. Chara rolled her eyes "You know you could at lest try to be happy". After giving Chara a board look Frisk went back to her breakfast. Sighing Chara wheeled up to the table and using her arms lifted her self up from her wheel-chair and lowed her self into a chair at the table. After setting the brakes on the wheel-chair Chara grabbed a peace of toasted coating it in a layer of jam and taking a huge bite. Frisk smirked at her little sister who had given herself a jam moustache.

Chara was a lively girl nearing the age 13 who never failed to make people smile. With short hair ginger like Frisk's but a more brown shade which unlike Frisk's was well brushed and neat. Her clothes consisted of a green dressing gown over a yellow set of P.Js. Chara pretty much only wore her P.Js because they were most comfortable to her, plus she rarely left the house and was home schooled. She had very pail skin but dark bags underneath her chocolate eyes. As lively as Chara was she often had little sleep because of her medication coursing her pain. You see when Chara was 7 and Frisk was 9 she had been in a horrible car crash. Frisk had got away with a bad scar on her chest but Chara-she lost all feeling in her legs. Now my dear reader do not feel to bad for Chara she sees it as a blessing not a cures. A blessing that keeps her motivated to prove people wrong. A blessing that kept her determined.  

 Often Frisk wished she could be home schooled with her sister and now with the amount of schools in the local area running out her wish could come true. However there was something she wanted a lot more but..... a foolish thought it could never happen. As she directed her attention back to the paper Chara became interested so asked "why do you bother reading that? its boring". Without taking her eyes away from the paper Frisk replied " Its not boring its the only way to know what the monsters are up to these days, without going up to the city"

"Monsters? what is it with you and monsters Frisk?"

"they're interesting"

"They are not they're scary"

At this Frisk sniggered and mocked "What scared of monsters are we?" Chara blushed and quickly responded "no its just that....the monsters are weird". Frisk rolled her eyes she didn't find monsters weird they were fascinating. The war between the humans and the monsters had ended over a century ago but she had never even seen a monster. The majority of them lived in the city area and her and her family live at lest 4 miles away. Oh how fun it would be to meet one but most of the people in the area still lived in the past. They chose not to interacted with them often. When she had been younger her mum and dad had told her lots of stories. The stories had scared Chara but fascinated her. In fact near by Frisk knew of a all monster school: Under tamer academe. How much she wanted to see the school. But it was just a dream as many people told her.

in that moment the sound of post being pushed through the letter box could be heard. Frisk got up to go and retrieve it but Chara had already pushed herself into her wheel chair. "I'll get it" she chirped before wheeling of. Smiling Frisk sat back down, Chara was so strong so brave. She would never be that brave. It was just like the people at school said she was weak. She sighed turning back to her food. Sometimes what Frisk longed for was a friend. Just someone. Oh well she looked in her sisters direction as she came back in and thought things could be worse.

Chara had servile letters on her lap she sat them on the table before moving back into her chair and grabbing more toast. Looking up Frisk asked "anything for me?" though her hope was not high: she never got mail. "um I don't know" Chara replied picking the letters back up.

"Bill, bill,  a coupon for free hair dye, not for you..." She muttered flicking through them " vote for me, bill, donate now, WAIT this ones for you!"

"what!" Frisk exclaimed snatching the letter from her before you could say shipping. Giving her sister a death stair Chara went back to her toast. Frisk on the other hand had forgotten about her breakfast. A letter? who would be writing to her. she slowly opened it and read the first line. Her eyes widened and she dropped the letter.

"Frisk?" Chara questioned "are you ok, what's it say?"

After the reality sunk in Frisk let a big grin spread on her face.

"Chara I've been excepted"

Oh My God I Am So Slow. Sorry guys to make up for it hears a spoiler for next time

"A HUMAN BROTHER!!!!!! A REAL HUMAN"

hope that wets your appetite till next time SEEEEEEEEEEE YA

Imaginationstudios out.