little tale

chapter 5.

OK so Merry Christmas, happy honicka (sorry can't spell) or what ever you selabeate

Chara's p.o.v.

We had gone home because we thot it was best. We were getting the kids ready for bed and I was struggling to give Papyrus a bath. He was like 3 or sumthing.
"Stop struggling pap." I yelled trying to keep hi. In the tub. He splashed me with watter.
"No I don't want a bath." He showted and flaked his arms.
"Well to bad you a muddy mess!" I reply Pring a bucket of water on his head to wash some of the sope off.
A cold chill ran down my spine. My body froze and my hand began to shake. Pap hoped out of the tub and ran down the hallway laughing.

"You reaLy tHink yOur THat clEver. That sTrong. LikE you doNt want to KILL THEM ALL. HA." A voice visperd in my ear. My body shook not vilently and I move my hand over my ears.
"Your Rong. I never wanted to kill anyone." I said my voice wavoring as I said it.
"YoU knOw i'M riGht chARa. YOu want to kiLl Again." He... No it said it's voice coming from the direction of the mirror. I stand up and shakaly turn to the mirror and see it distinguished reflection. It's skelitul hand on my shoulder. It means closer to my ear and wisperd quietly.
"kIll tHem AlL!"

My eyes let out a small red glow before I akwered them closed titly and bashed the mirror with my fists as tears sliped down my face. My hands felt num as I slowly slid down to the floor.

"Chara? CHARA!?" Frisk called as they ran in to the room. I felt them gently touch my face before moving their hands to mine.
"Chara? Did you forget to take you anxiety medacashon." They asked quietly. I noded. The medacashon was speshel and helped me not to see Gaster And the others like him. Frisk dosent know how powerful it is and I don't want them to.
I felt something like at my lips. "Chara take your medicine it will help." They said softly. I opened my moth and she put the pill in my moth and gave me a glass of water.
I felt a sting in my hand and I open my eyes to see frisk pressing a cold cloth to my blody hands. I saw a small head peek throw the door. It was lil mom's head. She walked over to me and touched my hands and a green ara sorownded them. The cuts started to heel. Once they were merely just scars she said in a sweet voice. "You should get some rest." Evan as a 10 year old shes still kind. I noded and got up and frisk started to clen up the class as I stumbled to bed.

I know it's difrent then the last chapter. Because i left of on alfdine and we started up with me phikalojicly (spelling) torchoring Chara. Well a hospital seen wold have bin a bit boring and don't work Alf is fine she will be back next chapter. Now I have a question. Shold

A: sans confront Chara about Gaster And him Hinting that he knows what's going on.

B: a cute alfdine fluff with another of Papyton.

C: I vary panicked asreal dealing with the stress of having to watch a bunch of kids finding out Chara having an episode wen he was gone and getting his por goat hart broken.

You chose.