Maple: HER NAME IS ALICE! CHARA IS A BOY'S NAME! *Sigh* But, Toriel just said, with her own words that I may take Alice tonight. Also, she's just a little girl! She doesn't know what she's talking about!
Sans: We can arrest you for this.
Maple: Then, here. Let me show you... Alice, honey? Who would you like to stay with? You have the legal right to choose which parent that you'd like to stay with... *She stares into Alice's eye's*
Alice: I-I want to st- *She looks at Maple's eyes* Um... I think that I'll g-go with Maple....
Maple: See? She's gonna go with me! She loves me! Don't you, honey? *Alice hesitantly nods* There! That's all the proof that you need! It's her own words!
Sans: No! It's YOUR words that you're shoving into her mouth! You can't just take her away from the people that care about her! You're not even fit to be a mother with all of this yelling!!
Maple: HOW DARE YOU SPEAK TO ME THAT WAY! I AM A BRILLIANT MOTHER!! YOU JUST DON'T UNDERSTAND!
Sans: Please! I'm sure that-
Maple: *She stares him dead in the eye's* NO! YOU DO NOT CHOOSE HOW I RAISE MY CHILD!! TELLING THE TRUTH IS NOT AGAINST THE LAW! I WILL SAY WHATEVER I WANT TO MY DAUGHTER!! *She turns around and gets in her car with Alice*
Sans: Crap! Chara, no! *He starts to run towards the car but it drives away before he's able to catch it* SHIT! Can you believe that lady?! *Sigh* Chara didn't just seem like she was scared into saying that stuff, she seemed almost like she was being forced to say them.... We need to find a way to find out where she lives...
*With Maple and C- Alice at her house*
Maple: So.... We've got a very large apartment now! Ooh! Come on! Follow me! *She grabs Alice's hand and brings her into a bedroom, she reaches into a closet, pulls out a long pink dress, and puts it on Chara over her regular clothes* Aw! You look so beautiful! *Chara is expressionless* Here! Let's have you try on some more! *She puts a short purple dress on her* This is the dress! Don't you like it? I think that it looks beautiful on you!
̶I̶'̶M̶ ̶C̶H̶A̶R̶A̶!̶ Alice: (Lying) Yeah... Of course I like the dress, mom...
Maple: I'm so glad that you like it! You could where it tomorrow when we go to the mall for your bathing suite! *She takes the dress off of Alice and puts it back in the closet* Well! I think that you need your sleep for tomorrow! See you in the morning, honey! Oh.... And... Happy birthday, Chara~! *She leaves the room, shutting off the light, then the door, Chara doesn't move from the spot she's in now*
S̢̲̯̭͍̻̥͔̠͎̔̌̑ͤ͊ͨ͢H͌̏̋ͮ̈͊͏̰̻̪̤̤͖̱̘͠E̙̦̦̣̪͇̼ͬͩͦ̒̐́͂ͅ ̝̭̤̠̥̖̗̋̀̓͗ͯ̕W̷̲̬͌̌͐̋͠O̡̺̯̫̰̙ͯ̈̇̋ͣ̈́ͣ͐͐̕͡N̵̗̲̠̥͍̞̂̀̈̓ͥ͞'̅̐̽ͨ͌̀ͧͫ̀͏̺̯͢T̶̬͎̗ͫͫ͌͘ ̗̲̫̖̋ͧͫ̔̑̾̒̋̕͟͢L̴̲͕͙͇̹͙̬͒ͧ̿̏ͣͮE̯̥̟̊ͧͫ̀ͫͤ͋ͬ̀T̼̺̎͌ͥͫ̉̎̈́͜͜͠ ̰͚͍̺͓̞͊ͣ̎̆̃͐ͥ̀M̠͖̘̝͗̀̉͡E̷̥̘͒ͫ̾͗̕ ̡̛͍̟̣̻͍̜̙̀̄ͤ͆ͫ̓ͅG̘̤̹̻͉̺̲͐̋͟O̼͙̥͐͟͟͝!̃ͦͫͮ̊҉̶̝̤̹̰̙͈͉͓ Alice: I just keep coming back to mom and Catherine... Maybe I just belong to be with them... Yeah, that's it... Just like mom said, I don't deserve to live with people like them... There's no such thing as a happy ending... Why don't I just give up?
*With Eliver and Sans*
Sans: *Looks at Eliver* What should we do Eliver? We can't tell Toriel, though! She's broken enough as it is... What do we do?
P̨͍͉̱̉̅̆ͤ͋͒̽͘͡L̛̝̯͈̈̌ͮ͛̒E̛͂ͨ̒͑̒̽̅̚͏̷͍̭̙͍͙̱͕͔A̸̸̙̞̪̭͎͋̃̊͗͞S̞̼̩̳͎̞̣̿̎ͯ̌̅͂̿̊͗̀͝Ȅ̸̙̜̀́ͅ,̮̣͈̂͆̽͐͘͝͠ ̢̪̫͚͑Î̳̳͎̓̅̅'̘͚͍̞̝̞͍̈̽̓͗̆̌̈́M͙̝͌ͮ ̶̣ͪ̇̎́ͧͬ̓̚͘͢Ļ̰͙̞͉̙̬̮͖̯̏̆̈́̂ͬY̷̩͓͚ͫ͐͟Ị̥̤̗̺ͪ̈̀͒̃̂̊̉́̕N̷̵͇̠͌ͬ̋̎G̶̰̭̪̻͇͑̔̅͒͟ͅ!̵ͣ͆ͭ͒ͬ̿ͦ͐͟͏̠ ͈̟̘̻ͧͬ͂ͪ̿̀̏̐͋͞͞H̨ͫ̊ͣ͊ͧ̀҉͍̫̝̞͔͉̰̗È̷̽͏̱̮̘̪̤̫͝ͅL̷̪̈̚͢P̫͚̙̰̆̌͒͊̂̊!̶̦̣͚͎͎̀ͮͯ́͌̑͘ D͌ͩͅǪ̸̞̮̣̣̈́͗͗̋̓̃͢N̡̹̘͖̺̰͛ͨ̈́̀̋͡͞'͚̙̟̗ͭ̏̊ͫ̚T̡̫̦͉̒̚̕ ̛̞̙̙̬̯̜̙̔̓͂͢L͇̺̼͇̯͍̪̳̅̃́̕͢O̦̺̞̗͎̣͕̖̼͋̈́̎ͬ̒̚O̷̯͍͊ͤ̐ͨ̊ͯ͛̓͝K̴̲̠̤͌͊̔̄ͭ̓̓̀̏ ͇̲̘ͣ͊ͣͫͫ̆Į̵̲̩̭̥ͤ̈́͆N̻͔͋̓̆̍ͬͥŢ̷͉͈̳̤̤̍̀̔O̸̮͔͇͉̺̹̪̮ͮ̅̅̊́ ̫̫͚͔̄̂̏̽̎ͅH͌̂̍̒̽ͥ͊ͧͥ͏̻͍̮̰͓̭̞̹ͅE̯͓̩ͧͦ̔̋ͣ͠R̷̪̾ ̨͔͈̱̹̫̰̑͑ͯ̔̃͝Ḙ̩̟͙̣̮͚ͥ̽͛̑́Ŷ̧̹̹̟ͦ̅ͭ̆̊̌ͧḘ͍̦̭̫̤̽͒̂̆͊̒̈S͙̟̻ͯ͋͞!̼͙̞̲̣͔̯͔ͬ͋͘ ̘ͧ́̆̄I̴͚̬ͣ̀͂͂ ̧͍͎̥ͣ̂̈́̾C̟̭̻ͩͬA̙̼̦̿ͩͭ̋͆Ṇ͍͎̻̬͕ͤ͊ͬ'͓̤̳̥ͧ̀Ţ͈͚̟̣̐-̣͓̰͗͒ͭͪ̑ͭ ̷͕̣̱ͪ͒̐̀̋̏̚ ̧͇̝̟̪ͩ̂ ̖͈̜ ̲̣͂̈́ͨ̔ͤͧ ͎̩͔͖̺̪̒̐̋̇̅ ͔͚̣͌͛̇̒ͣ ̳̟̝̈̍̎ͧ̒ͥͅǍ͔͙̺̖̤ͪ͊ͭ̈͛́c͕̞̳̯͓̈́ͧ̌͘t̲̥̬̳̠͇ͩ̇̅̓̋͆̏͟u̷̜̩͉̬̪̯̔a̝̱͕̱͈̾̅̌̂ͅl̝̪͍l͉͡y͇͍̳͊̍,̺̳̤ͯ̀̽̋̐͊ͤ ̞̻͉̗ͬ̓͌d̷̫̠͇͙̮͕̲̔͛̒͛̃ͣo͔͒ͦͣͫ̀̇̾
̩̣̭͖̗͇̔̋̓ͦͣ̈́ͪw̱̣̤̿̽̈́̿h̤̓̇ͫͫ̒ͫ͡a̸̺͑͗͋ṯ͎̳̤̊̆̚ͅē̟̼̣̾̕v͖̯̳̄̌̾̒̊ͮͩẻ̢͚̫̖̖̲̻̅ͣͅr ́ͣͬ͛̃͌y̷͚͙ͧ̎͌ͧŏ̃̑͑ͨ̑͛͏̩u̺̮͇̮͔͉͍͐̇̐̚ ̴̰̔ͦ͌̓w̳͇̄̍ͪ̀ͤͨ͠a̵̤͉̿̽̚ņ͉̠̥̬͂̽ͩ͌ͯͣͅt͊̋.̬͠ ̳̯̭͚̗̭̌Ĩͭͨ́ͦͤ̊t̛͈͕͍͚̮̩̐ͧ̈͆ ̞̯̤̬̫̗̍͆̚d̹̤̞̳͉͑͂͂ͣ͌̽o̟̩̩̲̼̱̓̒ẹ̛̝̻̖̘̣̜ͤ̽̆̇̾͋͗s̜̹̩͉ͣ̏͌̓n͓̣̞̪ͬͭ̃͐̀'̟ͯ͌̽t̳̟͖̳͟ ̞͚͈̜̮̹ͬͨͮm͔̻̙̈̌ͧa͈̞̱ͯ̈ͮͭͣ̒̈tͮ̒̎͜t̘͚̙̝͈̆̈̂ͤ͋̽̚ḛ̛̩͓͈͐ͩ͋̋̔ṟ̙͍̹̝̳̥
