Determined or Heartless? [Reaper Reader X Frisk... Chara... Or Both?]

Chapter 39: Some quality time together... In a fake kitchen

This has been the journey so far...

While Mettaton has been "defeated" once again by the soul consumer and the human girl, the two decided to rest before they head out once more... Their bonds are sure to grow even stronger.

-Crow Father.

(y/n): Huh, even for a fake kitchen, there's a bunch of stuff we can eat or make.

Frisk: Really? Like what?

(y/n): Uhm... Lets see here, we could make some home-made pizza, some uh... Hmm... Stew? Oh we can make some butterscotch pie if you want that!

Frisk couldn't help but giggle while you were searching through the cabinets in the fake kitchen as Frisk sat on the counter. Cameras were... Well... Eaten since you had the feeling someone's watching.

Alphys: O-o-oh darn! How am I supposed to write my fanfiction if I can see what those two are doing?

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Frisk: We could make some pie, if that's ok with you.

(y/n): Yea, I'm fine. Just as long as your not starving, Frisky.

Frisk raised and eyebrow when you called her "Frisky" as she asked.

Frisky: Frisky?

(y/n): Hmm? Not a good nickname?

Frisk slightly giggles as she shakes her head and replies.

Frisk: N-no no, it's just... Haven't heard you call me that in a... While.

(y/n): Hmm?

You turned your head towards Frisk as she just looks at the ground, you put down one of the ingredients of making the pie as you stood in front of her.

(y/n): I uh... I have? When did I called you "Frisky?"

Frisk: You don't remember... Do you?

Frisk asked as she looks up at you as you try to remember when was the last time you called Frisk "Frisky."

(y/n): No... I don't think I remember calling you that at all... When was it?

Frisk just looks away and sighed, she opened her lips... But she didn't speak as if she's think of something... Then she spoke.

Frisk: Y-you were mumbling in your sleep one time.

(y/n): Oh... Huh... Well then I'll be sure not to talk in my sleep again.

Frisk just smiles as you turned around and started making that Butterscotch pie as Frisk just sits on the counter behind you and watches, kicking her legs as she kicked her shoes off. Looks like you two will he staying here for a bit.

[Timeskip with Frisk who is hugging a crying (y/n), apologizing over and over as tears run down his cheeks while Frisk holds him tightly.]

(y/n): So I told the scientist that's probably a bad idea to just repair the facility that we found underground. But he didn't listen, now we have a crazy facility underground with talking... Turrets and cores that we found.

Frisk: Huh... And what are you going to do with the facility?

(y/n): Eh decided to keep it, it gets interesting when you live in a underground facility with talking turrets and cores with different personality.

Frisk: Neat.

Frisk replied while you were leaning on the counter and Frisk sits on the counter next to you as the pie is in the oven behind you.

Frisk: Can I ask you something?

(y/n): What's up, Frisk?

Frisk: Do you... Have someone in mind?

(y/n): Hmm? What do you mean?

Frisk: I-I mean like... Does anyone make you feel... Special?

You just stood there thinking as Frisk stares at you while she kicks her feet.

(y/n): The only person I can really think of is you, Frisk.

You said and looked at Frisk as she brushes immensely as shed averages eye contact.

Frisk: R-R-Really? And why?

(y/n): Well...

You walked in front of Frisk as you placed your hands on the counter, almost as if your trapping her and continued.

(y/n): I honestly don't know why, Frisk. But something about you makes me just... Smile. Your cute... You always seem to be in a good mood, and your golden eyes are fascinating.

You said with a smile as Frisk's gold eye widen from your words as she asks.

Frisk: You... Think I'm cute?

You nodded as you avoided eye contact with Frisk and admitted.

(y/n): And to be honest... This feels so f*cking-

Frisk: (y/n).

(y/n): Sorry... Feels so weird saying those things... I don't like it...

Frisk just giggles as the two of you just stayed silence... However you and Frisk stared into each other's eyes as Frisk looks at your lips as she slowly closes in...

(y/n): Frisk?

Frisk didn't say a word as her lips were inches away from yours... Everything fades to black as the title "Undertale" appeared as the title is untouched and peaceful silence fills the air.