Dust on Their Hands

I like my coffee like

“I love Frisk I really do. But he’s a people person, and well.. I’m not.” Chara reached the house and stepped in. The music, lights, and people talking made her wince. She darted between people without being seen. Chara walked up to a small red backpack in the corner and opened it. She then pulled out two bottles of vodka and ran out of the house.

Chara watched the other them by the door, a frown firmly in place. They thought about walking into the crowd, but the thought made their stomach churn and their head spin. There was too much noise, too many dancing bodies babbling over each other, no one listening. The music was booming, of putting, and electric, something they weren’t used to. They downed the last of their punch and followed the other Chara once they were out of the house. Once again the two were in the safety of the cool night.

“I love Frisk I really do. But he’s a people person, and well.. I’m not.” Chara reached the house and stepped in. The music, lights, and people talking made her wince. She darted between people without being seen. Chara walked up to a small red backpack in the corner and opened it. She then pulled out two bottles of vodka and ran out of the house.

Chara watched the other them by the door, a frown firmly in place. They thought about walking into the crowd, but the thought made their stomach churn and their head spin. There was too much noise, too many dancing bodies babbling over each other, no one listening. The music was booming, of putting, and electric, something they weren’t used to. They downed the last of their punch and followed the other Chara once they were out of the house. Once again the two were in the safety of the cool night.

“ANY water-type? well, i wouldn’t want to stray from my eevee roots, that’d be uncomfortable…” she remarked, eating the pokepuff rather quickly, “so i’d guess i’d be a Vaporeon. besides, can’t go wrong with being completely invisible under the water.”

she chuckled a bit, before deciding to… talk to chara about an important manner.

“Chara? this may be a bit out of the blue, but…” she looked down.

“don’t touch your honedge’s handle. i did to try and keep it from spiking the punch, but the ribbon wrapped around my arm and i fainted. it realized what happened before i died, but…”

“Vaporeon, nice.” Cara laughed, “I would be a Gyarados myself.” They smiled, but it quickly turned into a frown as Alto kept talking.

Frisk took the opportunity of Chara being so close to snuggle up to them. They turned to sit on the couch like a normal person and wrapped the demon in a hug.

“No, my only weakness.” Chara sighed dramatically, “cuddles.”

“Just doing my best to protect humanity.” Frisk chuckled.

“Cuddles are a good ‘weakness’ to have, aren’t they?” Aschkar commented, chuckling a little bit. “It means people give you cuddles, and isn’t that a good thing?”

Even as Aschkar commented lightheartedly on the scene before him, he was a tad jealous that Chara had someone to give them cuddles. He had someone of his own to do that, but he hadn’t been able to see them in a good while. Which was why he had that slight pang of jealousy in the first place. 

“So, how have you been Ash? We haven’t really talked in...months now, I think” said Frisk, leaning on Chara’s shoulder.

Chara dangled their legs absentmindedly over the cliff side, clutching a red cup in their hand. They wore a green and yellow striped dress with a red ribbon around it. Behind them was a warmly lit house with big open windows, chatter and music floated out of it hinting at the dinner party behind its doors. Chara could hear Frisk talking, excitedly buzzing to the party gores. Chara had to admit that Frisk was a good diplomat, quite the politician, even as a kid.

But the ex-demon was not as good at socializing. Chara had gotten a bit overwhelmed amongst the other party goers and had slipped outside to take a breath. it was getting dark out, and the sun was setting behind the mountains in the distance. Beneath the cliff a river rushed by, reflecting the sun’s rays. Chara watched it.

They nearly jumped out of their skin when they heard footsteps approaching.

They looked behind them to see someone standing there.

“You don’t have to say if you don’t wanna.” They said with a shrug. They took a sip from their plastic cup, looking up at the first appearing stars. They frowned, there weren’t as many stars as there used to be. 100 years ago when they had lived on the surface, the sky was ablaze with them. Now the little treasures of the night sky were covered with smog and light. 

Chara sighed.

Kyran: Lucita am back and we have some guess that needed someplace warm to stay until the storm passes , I’ll go find some spare blankets

{ kyran then went to find some blankets, the 10 year old turned around to face her brother, she seem rather uneasy and a bit nervous when she heard they where having guest , she had the same purple irises and had the normal white sclera but unlike her brother she posses light magic or in her dimension “ forbidden magic ” , the fox faced both of them and was keeping an eye on them as he was extremely protective of its master }

Chara was a little uneasy about the teleporting, they liked to have a certain amount of control over their surroundings, and when others teleported them, they had none.

When the trio arrived, Chara tightened their grip on Frisk’s hand. Frisk squeezed back before letting go. They thanked Kyran as he left before resuming their excited babbling.

“That was so cool!” They said. They saw the girl in the room and waved. “Hi! Lucita, right?” Frisk asked, repeating the name Kyran had used. “I’m Frisk, and this is Char Char.” They gestured to Chara who blushed and stood awkwardly with their hands in their pockets. They were shivering now, with melted snow dripping off their sweater. Frisk was soaked too, but they didn’t seem to mind.

Frisk walked up carefully and greeted the girl more formally, “Good to meet you. And what’s your fox’s name?” They asked.

“That’s really cool! You know, I’ve been studying the human magictions of the past, as well as monster magic, I’d love to learn about summoning. Have a book on it?” They asked sweetly. “I’d be happy to share what I’ve learned. I may not look it, but I am a couple centuries old.” The child tilted their head and smiled warmly.

Chara dangled their legs absentmindedly over the cliff side, clutching a red cup in their hand. They wore a green and yellow striped dress with a red ribbon around it. Behind them was a warmly lit house with big open windows, chatter and music floated out of it hinting at the dinner party behind its doors. Chara could hear Frisk talking, excitedly buzzing to the party gores. Chara had to admit that Frisk was a good diplomat, quite the politician, even as a kid.

But the ex-demon was not as good at socializing. Chara had gotten a bit overwhelmed amongst the other party goers and had slipped outside to take a breath. it was getting dark out, and the sun was setting behind the mountains in the distance. Beneath the cliff a river rushed by, reflecting the sun’s rays. Chara watched it.

They nearly jumped out of their skin when they heard footsteps approaching.

They looked behind them to see someone standing there.