Just One Night

Relatives

Morning greeted a groggy Sans and a very pale Frisk. He immediately sobered up and he reached down to cup her chin, "Baby, what's wrong? Are you okay?"

She shook her head and scrambled to stand up. As soon as she did, she ran into the bathroom and retched violently into the toilet. Sans came rushing in after her and held her hair back while she puked up all the contents in her stomach. When she calmed down he went to fetch a washcloth. He wet it a little and helped her to wipe her mouth, worry clouding his mind. She smiled weakly, grateful for the help. She sighed and stood up slowly before going to brush her teeth to get rid of the horrible taste. Sans didn't stray far from her side while he also brushed his teeth to get ready for the day.

He kept stealing glances at Frisk all morning, but she didn't seem to be acting any different other than the vomiting earlier this morning. So he didn't comment on it, but instead kept his eye out for his wife. They sat down to a slightly quiet breakfast, both of them lost in their thoughts. He couldn't stop thinking about last night. That girl, she was so different from Frisk, yet they looked almost identical despite the slight color difference in hair and the eyes. She was also a little more unstable than he had liked, but then again the only thing keeping him stable was his family. Sighing, he put down the rest of his hotdog before addressing his wife.

"Frisk, who's Chara?"

At the mention of that name, he heard the clatter of a spoon fall on the table and his gaze instantly trained on her. She stared at him in a mixture of shock and excitement. He cleared his throat and waited on her to come back to earth. She shook her head and smiled at him a bit tearily.

"Yes, yes, I know her. My.. My sister. She's alive? She probably thinks I'm dead.. it's been ten years since the last time I've seen her." Her voice only a whisper. She shook with happiness before launching herself into his arms.

He caught her quickly and was about to scold her for jumping across the table, but the happiness in her voice stopped him. He could only sit there and hold her tightly while she relived the memories she had buried deep within.

"Chara, my sister, we were separated for so long. I never wanted to hurt you all and I couldn't even remember where I was or even who I was, so I stayed. Chara must think me dead.. she saw me fall down the hole in the mountainside.. I remember her screams and the way she struggled in mom's arms as she tried to jump after me.." she paused momentarily to wipe her eyes. "Then there was nothing.. I don't think I woke up until a few days later in a patch of golden flowers. Then Toriel found me and you know the rest."

All of her memories were coming back, having been long forgotten and repressed. After all, she did take a pretty nasty fall down a hole in a mountain. She looked up into Sans' eyes, "Where is she? My sister?"

He shook his head, "I'm sorry, sweetheart. She didn't say and I never got the chance to get her contact information. Plus, I didn't even know who she was."

She frowned momentarily, but it gave way to a smile, "So she is alive? You met her?"

He nodded briefly and she kissed all over his face in appreciation, "Thank you! I need to see her!"

Scrambling out of his arms, she dashed to the computer Alphys and Undyne had given her and quickly got to work searching for anyone named Chara in the city. It wasn't very hard to find her sister online, but it did take some digging. She scrolled through many profiles and forums, but when she finally was able to find the right person, she hesitated. What would she even say to her sister?

Hi, I know it's been almost ten years, but I'm your sister that you thought died falling down a mountain? By the way I was raised by monsters and now I'm happily married to a skeleton? How are you?

She sighed and he peeked over her shoulder from behind the couch and gave her head a soft pat. Uneasiness crept it's way into his mind, but he would put it aside for her. He would support her during this difficult time any possible way. So he picked up the computer much to her displeasure and he typed a response for her.

This is Frisk. We have a lot to talk about. Meet me at 2pm tomorrow for lunch at Tem Shoppe Caffè.

He quickly pressed send and Frisk just started whack in him in the chest calling him a bone head over and over. He laughed lightly but grabbed her wrists, "Sweetheart, If I hadn't said anything you would've never sent her anything."

She pouted knowing he was right, but she was just so scared. What if her sister didn't want to see her? What if she blamed her for falling? What if she hated monsters and rejected her husband? That last thought made her pale and feel sick to her stomach.

He stiffened and placed her gently on the couch. Sitting beside her, he rubbed her stomach and whispered words of love and encouragement.
Even if she hated monsters, she would look past it for her beloved sister. He already knew that she felt something for Frisk. He was only terrified of what she might say.

A little while later they got a message from Chara.

"Sounds great, I'll be there."