QuatreTale

Chapter Seven

Frisk woke up. She felt Asriel. She blushed so much! How did this even happen?! All she remembers was getting tired at the table... and then everything was black.

She did have a bad dream, but can't remember it for some reason.

Frisk stared at Asriel a bit as the moonlight hit his face from the window. He looks so cute. That cinnamon roll. She pet his head a bit.

She really had to use the bathroom though. Carefully and slowly, she took Asriel's arms off of her. As she finished the bathroom, she saw Chara on the balcony from the window. Curiously, she headed over there.

"Can't sleep?" Frisk asked.

"Oh, hi there, pretty mirror." Chara turned his head to her as his elbows rested on the balcony framework. "Got away from Rei? He's cute, isn't he?"

Frisk blushed and muttered. "Yeah... He also reminds me a little bit of someone. He's so innocent."

"I know." Chara replied. "I tried my best to protect him from all this chaos...but I guess I can't like I've done before..."

"Before?" Frisk asked.

Chara sighed. "Sometimes, I get nightmares of them. A terrible human. Sometimes even Sans." Frisk looked a bit shocked but Chara eased her nerves by saying, "The Sans I knew. He was a King."

"What happened...?" Frisk wondered.

It feels odd to even think of Sans being a King in another universe, but Frisk isn't surprised at this rate. Chara told her everything. From what he told Sans. How he saw Asriel brutally murdered. How he beaten the human. All for his friends. All for his family. It hurt Frisk seeing the pain in his face. He looked like he was going to cry.

"As for King Sans, he separated from his brother, Papyrus." Chara continued. "Sans had killed some humans before... I didn't like him.. I didn't like how he abandoned his brother either. I almost abandoned my family... I hated myself for that." Chara looked towards Frisk.

"It seems the three of us went through so much..." Frisk sadly responded.

"Even though, you're from another timeline or universe or whatever have you, Frisk..." Chara looked at her, very closely. "You're the very first human that I actually trusted." He leans in closer to her face.

(Wh-what is...?) Frisk started blushing, in shock.

"Frisk."

The first time he said her name.

"I really l-...." Chara pulls her closer.

"Stop!" Sans yelled. He was watching Chara holding Frisk closed, about to kiss. Then is happened. Flashbacks. Flashbacks of past timelines. When he snapped back into reality Chara's soul was blue, and he was levitating a few feet away from the balcony. He was panting with the effort of sustaining his magic on hardly any sleep or food. He felt that his strength would run out soon. But if he let his magic stop Chara would fall to his death. He stood in shock. He didn't want to kill him, but he wasn't aware of what he was doing in that moment.

Chara winced. Surprised by it all. It happened so fast! He tried to move but he couldn't.

Frisk stood there, in shock. She stood in front of Sans and held onto his shoulders, crying, "Sans! Please! Stop!! Put him back down!!"