Magnetic Love (On Hold For A Bit)

The Bacon Queen

Frisk yawned, opening her eyes. Sunlight filterd through the blinds in her bedroom and onto her face, making her squint her eyes.

It was a nice, chilly Sunday morning. She sat up, and checked the clock- it was Eight. Streaching, Frisk stood up, and got dressed, pulling on a pear of comfy leggings, and a white T- Shirt with a yellow flower pattern on it. Felling a bit more decent, she sluged over towards the bathroom and checked out her appearence. Same as always; yellow eyes, short, brown hair. Nothing about her appearance has changed...Apart from her messy, fringed hair from sleep. Frisk brushed her teeth and hair, and finally walked into the kitchen to find Chara and Toriel making breakfast. "Morning, guys!" Frisk said, greeting the two. Chara turned, holding a peice of bacon, proceeding to take a peice of it off, and handing it to her, as she plopped the other peice in her mouth.

"Morning Frisk! Mom's trying to teach me how to make bacon, because I suck at it.. But anyways, here! Tell me how it tastes." Frisk nodded, and took the small peice, taking a bite.

It was actually pretty good for a first try. "This is really good chara! Great job. With a little more practice, you could become the greatest bacon cooking master of all time!" Frisk chuckled, and held a thumbs up to her. "And that, you may be correct, my freind!" Chara spoke in a funny voice, before finally turning back to Toriel. "Frisk dear, while your not busy, could you please set up the table? Asriel and Asgore are almost home, they were out buying a few groceries." "Oh, okay!" Frisk nodded, and fixed up the table, putting the plates, forks, and dishes all in their places. Once she was satisfied, she stoped to admire her work. "Neat freak alert!" Chara teased from the sink, washing dishes in the kitchen while Toriel finished some eggs. Toriel chuckled. "Being a neat freak is not bad, you know chara.

Maybe you should take Frisk's advice and go clean your room before your father has to remind you when he gets home."

Frisk raised an eye brow, and laughed triumphantly, as Chara groaned, and turned off the water, placing the dishes to dry on the rack. "Dont worry chara, all help you.. As long as you dont make me do all of it." Frisk chuckled. Chara sighed. "I will help frisk- I am at your mercy for your help!" Chara laughed, as they both made their way to Chara's room. Clothes on the floor, dishes on the dresser, sock drawer a mess... This room did need work- just looking at it made Frisk cringe.. But it is not as bad as she had expected it to be. "Alright, lets pick up your laundry first." Frisk derected, as chara sat down to start folding. After most of the clothes were off the floor, they made her bed, cleaned up the corners, and picked up the dishes out of the room. It was looking pretty well! After about thirty minutes, Frisk sat down as Chara layed on the ground. "Welp, thanks for helping me with my room, Frisk! You didnt have to ya know." Chara said, putting her arms under her head- still on the floor.

"Oh, its fine! This room would of never been cleaned if I hadn't helped you anyways. But still, you did help a lot to.

So great job to you too, you know I cant take all the credit." Frisk crossed her arms, and grinned at chara. "Stop being so childish and get off the floor!" Frisk chuckled, as chara looked up. "But its comfy!" Chara made a baby-ish voice. Frisk threw a stuffed animal at her from charas bed, and hit her in the stomach. "Well now I cant get up, you just killed me!" Chara teased. "Oh my god.." Frisk laughed, but tried to keep a stern look on her face. "Eh, whatever. You can stay their, but you will miss out on breakfast when Asriel and Dad get home." Frisk grinned, as chara frowned. "Okay, okay im getting up sheesh." Chara got up, and stretched. Walking over to frisk, just as Toriel called them over from the kitchen. "Oo yay, their home! Lets go, Frisk!" Chara walked down the hallway as Frisk stayed in the room for a moment. She smiled, and shrugged her shoulders, walking out of the room to join everyone else.