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Chara POV

It was night. 7 hours after I got that call from who I'm guessing was very important to the government. I was sitting on the couch, foot tapping, fingers twiddling, sweating. Only the faint ticking of a clock could be heard. Where the hell was she..? As I was thinking, I didn't even hear the door open.

"Frisk?" I quickly shot up. Frisk looked confused, like she didn't know she just got a call from the fucking government. "Where have you been?" I yelled- well.. whisper-yelled.

"I-"
"Come to find out, you've been lying to us!-"
"I can explain-"
"No! I don't need an explanation!"

I walked over to her, screaming. "We— no..— YOU, worked for this happy ending. YOU were the one who reset all those times. Just to find out that THEY could throw all YOUR hard work all back into the ground." I pointed a finger at her. Everything I said was true. "YOU'LL END UP RIGHT WHERE YOU STARTED, LIKE NONE OF THIS EVER HAPPENED."

"I..I'm sorry, I-"
"I DON'T WANNA HEAR YOUR STUPID EXCUSES."

"I'll make sure she doesn't."
"what?"
"I'll make sure she doesn't reset. It hurt like hell going through that separation thing.., besides.. I guess you deserve to be happy to..-"
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"thanks Chara."

I crossed my arms tightly, looking down, teeth gritting. Don't lose your cool. Don't lose your cool. Don't lose your cool. You can't afford to get angry over something so stupid. Be calm. Be calm. Be fucking calm, damnit.
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I heard Frisk gasp out, falling to her knees. Something was wrong. Really wrong. She was grunting and gasping out for air. Hugging her stomach tightly. Like something had been ripped out of her chest. "Frisk?"

I tried touching her but when I did, it burned. Like.. really burned. "A-are you okay..?" I tried checking her stats..
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N O S A V E

What?
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Something is wrong.