Colors Of The Soul

Ch. 9 Reflections

Frisk found herself staring at her feet but soon another pair of feet appeared next to hers.

"Frisk... I told you didn't I." Chara chided leaning back on the bench appearing to enjoy the sun.

"I can't believe he said all those things... I thought what we had was special...I mean what the hell is this stupid tattoo is for if he doesn't love me."

"What did he say that the "tattoo" was again... Oh, that is right it is TEMPORARY. Like you..."

"I am not a footnote in his book..." She said with a little determination.

"Really because that wasn't what it sounded like with that other monster he was with and wasn't she just something? She's just like him too. A skeleton."

"They would be able to have children wouldn't they, and since their breed is so rare I can't blame him finding his own kind...." Tears falling from her face.

"I don't even know if I would be able to do that."

"Do you honestly think you would even have his children?"

"I didn't think right away but maybe one day..."

"Don't make me laugh. Do you really think it would survive? A human monster hybrid. Why would we he WANT an abomination like THAT?"

"It wouldn't be an abomination it would be as beautiful as him..." It still didn't stop the tears, and the came faster. "they would have his stupid humor his laugh and his amazing soul that is brighter than the night sky... but... he won't have that with me.... will he..." She closed her eyes as she mourned for her loss.

"The thing is Frisk... you were never meant for him... you look for signs that you are perfect for each other but you know, and I know it that it was just a lie; if you guys didn't have that so-called past then there wouldn't be anything at all. Do you really think that things could end happily for you just because you're the "angel" of the underground? Or maybe it's because you are that to them that you assumed you could have whatever you wanted." The last words were scoffed. Her hands turned into fists.

"You are right... I try to find things... that weren't really there."

"FRISK?" Papyrus moved towards her, it had grown so late, but they had not given up the search, and it seems that he had found her first.

"FRISK... ARE YOU... ALRIGHT?"

"I am..." Frisk looked at the invisible being next to her.

"Sure, go ahead and lie to him. I won't stop you."

"Paps, come here for a sec..." Frisk said regretting what she was about to do. Concerned, the other skeleton went over to her. There was something up with his friend, he could just tell, but he couldn't say what that was. Frisk punched him as hard as she could to knock him out. She needed time to run away. To get away. She couldn't bear to kill him, but she needed to run. Papyrus stumbled back in shock at the blow, he hadn't been expecting it at all and, for an instant there was a glimpse of something... like fear, across his features. The moment he hit the ground she ran as fast as she could the other way. It didn't matter now, Sans would hate her now. You happy Chara... you are right?

"Bravo, I didn't think you had it in you."

"I don't even know where to go even...." She just kept running.

"I know a place. Just keep going."

"Why should I trust you?" She still followed her orders even through the doubts. Chara led her to a house that looked like it had been abandoned for a while. It looked to be locked up tight, but Chara told her about the secret passage beneath the stairs to allow her to go inside.