You couldn't move. You didn't know where you were, you couldn't see or feel anything around you. Within a few minutes passing by, you heard a male giggle.
"Hello there~" the voice said as you felt nervous.
"Who are you?" You asked softly. Another giggle was heard before words were whispered into your ear. "I'm your partner," he paused for a moment before his voice went several octaves deeper,"wake up, we've got work to do."
You quickly sat up in bed, panting. You looked around your dark room before your eyes fell on your phone. You turned it on, only to see that it was way early in the morning. What was that all about? You mentally asked yourself, still feeling extremely nervous. You took a deep breath before you accidentally moved your hand. The moment you did, your hand touched something cold. You then picked it up then turned on your lamp that was next to your bed. In your hand was a gold chain that only held a small charm in the shape of a heart. Confused, you placed it on your night stand and turned your lamp off. You laid back down and tried to go back to sleep.
Hours later, you were still laying in bed, unable to go to sleep. By now, it was bright outside so you sighed and sat up. You swung your legs over the side of your bed and got up and dressed. Before you left your room, you looked at the necklace. You then grabbed it and put it on, for reasons unknown to you. You walked in the kitchen and saw a note on the table. Apparently your mother had been called into work and won't be home until late. You rolled your eyes and started looking for something to eat. Not able to find anything good looking in the cabinets, you started looking through the fridge. The moment your eyes landed on a chocolate bar you knew what you were going to eat. You grabbed it and closed the door. You turned to face the table but the moment your eyes looked in that direction, you almost dropped the bar. There was a guy already sitting there, a large smile painted his pale face. He had light brown hair and red eyes that gleamed with some kind of joy. He wore brown pants and a green shirt with a yellow stripe. He waved to you.
"Greetings, partner."
POV change to Frisk
He sighed as he leaned back in his chair. His friend, who was sitting in front of him also sighed.
"Well, this isn't good." Sans said, and Frisk nodded.
"I know, I just hope whoever he's after is safe." Frisk briefly though of (y/n), but shook his head. What were the odds of it being her? Still, he couldn't shake off this sinking feeling he had...
Frisk looked over at Sans. "Hay, I'm gonna go check up on a friend. I'll call if anything happens."
Sans nodded, deep in thought. Frisk couldn't help but worry for his friend. He didn't want to know what was going through Sans's head. He got up and headed towards the door. Before he opened it, he head Sans call for him.
"Hey Frisk." Frisk turned around and caught a piece of ice Sans threw at him.
"It was, ice to talk to you."
With a giggle, Frisk tossed the ice piece back at Sans, who caught it, and headed out the door. It was a good thing Becky had told him where (y/n) lived. He blushed while thinking of her. Once he made sure she was okay, he thought about asking her to go out to get some ice cream or something. Once he reached her house, he knocked on the door and waited a moment, but no one came. So, Frisk knocked again, this time, someone came. (Y/n) opened the door with a smile.
"Good afternoon Frisk, what's up?"
"Ah, nothing much. Just wanted to hang out, if you want to that is."
Her eyes lit up. "Sure! Come in." She said as she moved out of his way, allowing him to enter the house. When he did, she closed the door behind him.
"So, how are things?" She asked, leading him into the kitchen, where the two sat down.
"As good as they're gonna get, I can't wait for the next chapter of Bendy to come out." Frisk said with a smile as she agreed. For the next few hours, the pair did many things. Watch YouTube, eat ice cream, do funny dances, and talked about their lives and other such things. Before he knew it, it was sunset. Frisk was standing at her door, getting ready to leave.
"Today was a lot of fun." Said (y/n) and Frisk agreed before leaning in closer to her. When their faces were almost touching, Frisk thought better about trying to kiss (y/n) and moved backwards a bit.
"See you later." He said with a smile. She gave a wave and told him to text her when he gets home, thankfully they traded phone numbers earlier. He nodded and before he could turn to walk away, his blood ran cold. With him being much taller than the girl, it was easy to see that Chara stood behind (y/n). To Frisk's dismay, Chara smiled and waved. Frisk blinked and Chara was gone.
Back to you POV!
You gave Frisk a weird look. "Are you okay, Frisk?" The poor boy looked like he'd seen a corpse. He nodded. "Uh, sorry about that, I will, um, get going now. B-bye." With that, he rushed off. You shrugged and closed your door before going into your room. There on your bed, sat your new "friend". The red eyed male smiled at you.
"Did you have fun today?" You nodded, still very unsure if you could trust him or not.
"Well that's good." Chara said and you asked "Do you know what Frisk was upset about before he left."
Chara shrugged. "Don't know, don't care." He stated simply as he laid back on your bed and started humming. You mentally sighed. Just what the hell is going on?
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Male! Chara and Frisk x Female Reader
FanfictionThis takes place several years after the end of the pacifist rout.