Chara's POV:

"Don't do this!" Frisk cried out, tears falling off their face. I just smiled and moved one leg, then the other. The snow crunched under my brown boots. "I must, Frisk. I'm tired of being a stupid ghost." I told them, letting out a chuckle. I looked up and saw Papyrus in the distance. "Chara no!" Frisk pleaded, but it just came and went through my mind.

I walked closer to Papyrus, grabbing my knife. I felt the DETERMINATION, going through me. "I must, I must, I must." I chanted, quietly. I soon was ten feet away from Papyrus. Then, he turned and saw me. "WOAH! A HUMAN! HELLO!" He greeted, a happy orange blush forming on his cheeks.

Frisk was screaming. I laughed quietly and tilted my head. Why isn't Papyrus scared yet? "HUMAN?" Papyrus said as I took a step. "ARE YOU ALRIGHT HUMAN?" Papyrus asked. I then felt something. It felt...weird. I noticed that tears were falling off my face. "What the...?" I asked myself in a whisper. "OH NO! I DIDN'T MEAN TO SCARE YOU! DON'T WORRY HUMAN, I MEAN NO HARM." Papyrus said and held out his arms, for a hug. 

I inched closer and closer. I lifted my knife in the air, about to slash at Papyrus. But...the knife fell out of my hands. The feeling grew stronger...I can't do this. Frisk was confused and Papyrus looked confused too. I went into Papyrus's arms and hugged him. Frisk let out a gasp and Papyrus hugged back.

"IT'S OKAY HUMAN. IT'S OKAY." Papyrus soothed. I sobbed, wondering what happened. Why do I kill? Why can't I kill? What do I want? What should I do? As these questions filled my mind, Papyrus picked me up and carried me to the skelebro's house. 

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I was put down on the couch in the Skelebro's house. I sighed and wiped my tears away with my arm. "HUMAN...SANS ISN'T HOME AT THE MOMENT. ARE YOU HUNGRY?" "Y-yeah...I am." "I'LL MAKE YOU SOME UPSETTI SPAGHETTI TO CHEER YOU UP!" "Okay..." Papyrus scurried into the kitchen, and I just curled into a ball on the couch.

"Chara? Are yo-" "I'm fine, Frisk. I...I'm just...confused at the moment." Frisk nodded, understanding. They floated to my side and sat on the couch next to me. "Let's watch something!" Frisk suggested, breaking the silence. I sniffed and nodded, grabbing the t.v. remote.

I turned the t.v. on and Mettaton came onto the screen. That's when I realized something. 'Wait...doesn't Papyrus like Mettaton?' I frowned and Frisk sweat-dropped.

Luckily, that's when Papyrus came back. He unfolded a miniature table and set it in front of the couch, then he went back into the kitchen. Papyrus went back into the living room and set a plate of spaghetti on the miniature table. "Thank you." I mumbled and started eating it. 'Hmm. That's strange...I thought it was supposed to taste bad.' I thought to myself and continued eating the, "UPSETTI SPAGHETTI."

Frisk looked at me, a shocked look on their face. "What? It tastes good..." I mumbled and finished the spaghetti. I got up and brought my plate into the kitchen. I washed the plate and fork, wondering where Papyrus went. I hummed as I washed my plate and soon I set it in a fancy, white drying rack. I had already finished washing the spoon.

I went back into the living room and sat next to Frisk. We watched t.v. for a while, until I got drowsy. I yawned and closed my eyes, allowing darkness to surround and enter me. I was fast asleep.

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Don't worry, future chapters will be longer. Or not ;)