If Frisk Had Siblings (Discontinued)

.:Chapter 1:. (Rewrite)

If there was one thing that Frisk regretted the most before falling here, it would be their family. There was Layla, hi-their joyful older sister with beautiful pale blue eyes and wavy brown locks of hair. Her smile was bright as she tried to cheer them up despite the circumstances. Then there was their parents. He doesn't want to even remember those damn bastards.

And finally, there was Kuro. Their sweet little brother. With purple eyes mirroring his-their own, and black fluffy hair that felt so soft. He was ever the prankster, and was the only one with enough balls to have left the castle without permission. They could remember the time he cursed in front of the bastards faces.

They missed their siblings, h-they always had. Actually, it's getting rather annoying whenever he addressed himself as they. He-They, still couldn't quite get the hang of it, despite spending months here in the underground just being addressed as such. His just gonna call himself a he for now. 

Actually, no, he-they need to get used to it. But anyhow, they watch the happy faces of their friends. As they dispersed one by one, with Sans being last, Frisk turned back to the underground to visit an old friend, two actually.

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"I hate every second of this!" "lol" 

H-They regret everything. But their heart wouldn't allow them to leave the two siblings. Chara floated near them as they laughed at their brother's demise. Asriel or Flowey was angry as he grumbled in his pot. They walked away until they reached their temporary home, a place under the skela-bros.

As they entered the house, they could hear something. A voice. His voice. Gently dropping Flowey and ignoring his yells, the brown haired teen quickly ran. Some monsters saw them of course, but they just thought that they had forgotten something and was running back to get it.

With a sharp turn, the boy ran even faster as the distant voice sounded even faster. A soft voice was singing. It seemed sad, but strangely beautiful. "'Cause, baby, now we've got bad blood. You know it used to be mad love" was what started to fill their ears. He-They could hear a soft choke, as if the person singing was crying.

"So take a look what you've done. 'Cause, baby, now we've got bad blood"they tripped but quickly got up. They ran even faster than before, the need to be there for him was filling them up with DETERMINATION. "Now we've got problems. And I don't think we can solve 'em" honestly, he was doing this on purpose, hurting his protective heart.

Coming closer, they could see a house. On the balcony, a small pale boy sang the next few lines. "You made a really deep cut..." Gasping for air, Frisk  opened hi-their eyes. The pale boy above turned to him, the same purple eyes staring at each other as the younger boy gave them a smile. "Oh~ Baby now we've got bad blood~" he finished, smile still in place. 

"Hey big bro" he said, tears welling up in his eyes. "Hey Kuu" Frisk said, a blissful smile on their lips as tears began to form.