Just One Night

Meet up

Frisk ran around the apartment freaking out about what to wear. As trivial as it was, she wanted to make a good first impression for her sister. She didn't want to look silly in front of someone she had desperately wanted to know. Her memories had finally settled and she remembered the person that Chara had been when she was young, but what was her sister like after ten years?

Her mind, buzzing with thoughts, completely ignored the amused husband watching her rummage through their closet. He laughed and went over to help her decide on an outfit, coming up with three choices. The first one was a cute purple dress that Toriel had made for her with the royal insignia on the breast, a testament to the loyalty and love of their home. The second was a dark blue dress that clung to her like a second skin and had long flowing sleeves, which was cute but was also a bit dressy to meet up at a Temmie shop. The third was a little black cocktail dress, which was practical but not exactly what she was looking for. She huffed but sighed and threw on the purple dress her mother had made, figuring if Chara were to ask where she had been all these years, then showing the royal insignia would be better. She quickly slid on a pair of black flats and brushed her hair back into a half up half down updo.

As soon as she got dressed, Sans grabbed a hold of her hand, pressing a gentle kiss to her brow, "Are you ready, babe?"

She grabbed a small black purse and threw it on her shoulder before nodding. He smiled and kissed her cheek before teleporting them into the back alley of the Tem Shoppe Cafe, and as for how he knew where to teleporting so as not to draw attention, well he had plenty of time to scour the city.

The skeleton and human walked out of the alley and into the small cafe. It was warm and smelled of freshly baked pastries. A loud shrill cry sounded through the air, "Hoi! Welcome to Tem shoppe!" A small temmie sat behind the counter wagging it's tail happily, it's big eyes staring at them in excitement. The interior was decorated nicely with various pictures of pastries and desserts. The whole place was a rich green and felt relaxing and calm. Frisk smiled and pulled along the skeleton monster. They both ordered Temmie flakes and a few croissants, which the temmie happily complied.

Taking a seat at the small booth by the window, Frisk nervously fiddled with her hair while they waited on their food to be prepared. Sans gently grasped her hand and brought it back to the table top where he ran his bony thumb across her knuckles.

"Relax, love. It's gonna be fine. She's going to love you just as much as I do. And that's bone-ified right there." He joked.

She giggled softly despite her nervousness and clasped her other hand around his, "Thank you for being here, Sans. I don't know what I would do without you."

They leaned across the table to kiss briefly, but a small cough broke up their loving moment. They turned to see Chara standing there smiling widely, and although Sans recognized her, Frisk's eyes just widened in surprise.

She looked just like she did all those years ago, she still had lovely light brown hair, except now it was cut into a cute yet slightly messy bob. The same ruby red eyes stared into her amethyst and blue eyes. Chara's frame was still small and slender, and even though her chest size was a bit smaller than Frisk's she held a certain womanly charm, a sexy and mysterious vibe about her. Her clothes were simple, just a green sweatshirt with two yellow stripes running horizontally across the torso, brown cargo pants and a green hoodie, very casual yet well fitting. Suddenly, she felt a bit silly for wearing something so obviously over dressed, but Chara's voice brought her out of her thoughts.

"So, little sister, mind telling me where you've been for the last ten years? Or how you lived falling down the mountain?" She asked, although not unkindly, while sliding into the booth that Sans had once occupied. Frisk turned around and saw him going over to collect the food they had ordered, slightly shocked that she hadn't noticed him slip away. She smiled knowing she wasn't alone, and turned back around to face her sister.

"Yeah, it's a long story, Chara. But I must say I'm so happy to see you are alive and well!" Frisk smiled and reached her hand out, a silent offering for her sister's hand. Chara hesitated but slowly took it after a hesitant moment.

"Y-Yes, well it was hard after you disappeared. So much has happened," she whispered sadly.

Frisk frowned and clasped her other hand tightly around her sister's, "Chara.. what has happened?"

Chara smiled sadly before changing the subject, "I believe I asked you first. What happened when you fell down into the mountain?"

Frisk sighed and collected her thoughts before explaining everything that had happened after the fall. How she had met Toriel, Undyne, Papyrus, Alphys, Mettaton, and Asgore, but most importantly Sans. She told her of the many adventures she had and the great people she met along the way. She told her sister how they saved the monsters and broke the barrier, how Asriel's soul had finally been restored, no longer clouded by evil and hatred. Her sister stayed silent while she took in all that Frisk had explained. It was... a lot to process.

Frisk shifted nervously, no longer picking at the food Sans had brought back to the table. He had sat on Frisk's side of the booth and was squeezing her hand in silent comfort, not once letting his gaze trail away from the woman in front of them. Sister or not, he vowed to protect his wife with everything he had. As the two were on guard for what would happen next, Chara just let out a low chuckle.

"I see. Well that is quite a story, but my only question is this: why did you never come to the surface when the barrier was shattered?"

Frisk stiffened slightly, her guilt and shame flooring her senses and with a heavy sigh she explained, "I was young, Chara. Queen Toriel protected me and kept me safe within the underground for we knew not what to expect from the humans. Chara, I am so sorry that I wasn't there for you. I didn't remember anything that happened before the fall until just yesterday." She admitted shamefully. She had forgotten her own flesh and blood, and that was something she would regret for as long as she lived.

Chara sighed and dropped her head into her hands, "I don't blame you. Trust me, I want to, but you couldn't help that you were a child. I was too... God, I wished I was the one who fell, Frisk. I never wanted to be apart from you, my own sister. You kept me sane. Even now.. I'm... unstable.." she explained almost tearfully, her crimson orbs rising to meet tear filled amethyst.

Frisk frowned and whispered for Sans to move over. He complied and as soon as he did Frisk stood up and held out her arms invitingly. Sans eyes narrowed, but Chara only launched herself into Frisk's open embrace, crying loudly while gazing up at the ceiling. The two drew a lot of attention and Sans touched their shoulders lightly, taking them back to the apartment where they could continue their discussion in privacy.