Just One Night

Learning

A/N: I want to take a little bit of time to focus on different ships in this story, so what I'll do is every now and then write a chapter solely on the other ships beside Frans. Which better to start it off than chasriel (well flowey and chara technically).

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Watching as her sister left with her new husband, Chara could only feel a slight pang in her heart. She was undoubtedly happy for her, but at the same time she longed for what Frisk had. She wanted to be loved, but after all the years of abuse and turmoil she wondered if she would ever truly be worthy of love. After all, who would want someone so broken and beat down? Her eyes flicked down towards her feet in quiet sadness.

She would not vocalize her thoughts on such a happy day, and secretly she felt guilty for even managing to make the day so bittersweet. First with the mini break down at Papyrus' home and now such depressing thoughts when she should be focusing on her sister's happiness..

Not even realizing what was happening, she squeaked as the little plant still attached around her neck nuzzled underneath her chin, tickling her in the process. She let out a giggling laugh, all the while trying to get the little flower to stop with the playful torture. When he could no longer feel the sadness radiating off of her, Flowey stopped his tickling and proceeded to tease her about how soft and squishy she was. She ended up pouting and giving him the silent treatment which only frazzled his nerves and made him try anything he could to get back on her good side.

Finding the teasing a bit boring, she gave in and gave him a little thump on his flowery head, "Aw, quit your whining. I'm not mad at ya."

He crossed his leaves in a pout of his own, "Chara, don't be so mean!"

She giggled at his cute reaction and pet his petals gently. He blushed at her laugh and covered his embarrassment with a non too subtle cough. They both looked up at the goat parents who had come by their sides. The two of them smiled warmly and grabbed her hands, one on each side.

"Come now, my child, let us show you to your room. Although we do hope you don't mind staying in a boys room. The other is still under renovations so you'll have to share. I'm terribly sorry, dear." The goat mother replied.

Chara shook her head and smiled at the thoughtfulness of her actions, "Don't worry. I don't mind if he doesn't."

Flowey rolled his eyes but gave a slightly embarrassed acknowledgement. He hadn't been one much for company, but ever since the day he had regained his sense of morality he had been growing less hostile and more open to companionship. The little flower frowned and fell silent thinking on his actions. He hated being stuck in this body, but without a proper soul, he was forced to remain nothing more than a mere weed.

He only stopped his train of thought when he noticed they were now in his old room and their parents were already gone. Chara had immediately began snooping about his room much to his chagrin. She looked around at the little trophies lining a shelf upon the wall and she smiled softly, "Seems like you were quite ambitious, huh?"

Flowey nodded, "Yes, I...was. Before the change."

Chara heard the sadness in his tone and decided not to press any further since she knew all too well about bad memories. She poked around his nightstand, looking for something, but that something was a mystery to the plant. Nothing of much importance was inside other than a few drawings and a couple of macaroni necklaces. She giggled softly at the sight but figured he must have undergone his change as a child. The thought filled her with dread.

"Hey...Flowey?"

He perked up at her attention, "Yeah, Chara?"

"Will you.. tell me what happened?" She asked as she cupped his stem carefully and brought it out in front of her.