J u n e 1st:
One week before the tragedy.

8:54 a.m.

"Love?" Chara asked, wavering a bit in her tone of voice. She seemed to shake off a thought that came to mind from the term, she giggled, looking at me with lazy eyes, "Now that can't right." She said, smiling. "Your device must be malfunctioning." She said, nodding.

"What do you mean?" I asked, laughing in disbelief. "My device works. I tested it multiple times when you were gone." I explained. "All results were constant." I said. "As an added fact, you didn't major in chemical engineering." I said, letting out a huff of satisfaction. I love arguments that I can win.

"Well," Chara said, wavering once more. "It's only designed to see the makeup of known elements and substances." She said. "Therefore, if it was a new element that we were studying, then it would either malfunction, or even give the closest element it can correlate it to." She said, smirking and crossing her arms cockily.

"Oh, but you see..." I grinned even more. "I designed it to detect any unknown element with an 'unknown source' card to reveal at the top." I said. "So, it wouldn't malfunction and give us misleading information." I said, she started to growl. "AND as an added fact along with that one, I ran the device to analyze myself directly after I measured you. The results? 99% oxygen, carbon, hydrogen, nitrogen, calcium, and phosphorus." I grinned, taking more notes and continuing with my work.

She let out an audible sigh of dissatisfaction at losing the argument. She grumbled, rolling her eyes as I paid no attention to her actions or her groans. "Don't try and make conversation with me like that!" I laughed, "If you're going to make a valid point, then do it! My calculations are never wrong, there's something extraordinary under there, and I can't help but think that you're keeping it from me!" I said, putting the pen down. "Why do you want them to be wrong?" I asked, slightly hurt. Chara was my friend and my Roomate, you'd think we would be closer than your average friendship. Almost like sisters! We look so alike as is!

"Do us all a favor and stop your little project right now." Chara sighed, looking at me seriously with narrowed eyes. She put her hand on the desk behind her, supporting her body weight. "It won't help anyone. There's nothing down there. There's nothing for you to see." She said.

"These readings—!" I tried to explain, pointing down at my homemade device, made from junk and scraps. She stopped me, holding up her finger to silence me as I pointed at the notes too, looking at her. "This clearly shows abnormalities." I said, grumbling lowly.

"It's not that I don't want your readings to be right, it's the fact that it's a wasted effort for humanity as a whole." She said. "People will steal, people will take credit for YOUR findings and you will be crushed." She said. "So its best that you don't press any further, and stop this stupid little project. Because no matter what you do, you can't change people." She said, grinning at the end. Though, not a grin of happiness.

"I'm willing to take that risk." I said, my determined side rising high above the rationality side of Chara's arguments. "You can't spell Frisk without it, after all." I winked, laughing a bit at my joke. I looked at her, practically crying from my bad joke.

She didn't laugh.

My laughter turned to nervous chuckles, and eventually died out with a sad sigh at my own pun. "I not going to be—." Chara tried to say, but I cut her off, already knowing of her demands.

"You are being my lab rat. Now suck it up because we need to do some tests!!" I said excitedly, pushing her off of the table and standing up, bringing her over to my 'station', which was just a cluster of all of my successful inventions through my time at Ebott Labs. She groaned, walking over towards me, knowing I was the only one who could cook in our household.

After several hours, Dr. Hudson peeked his head behind the blue curtains of my machinery. "I couldn't find Chara. Do you know where she—?" Dr. Hudson said, cutting himself off as he saw my Roomate stuffed full of needles and on a scale. "Ah." He sighed, skeptically, "what are you doing, exactly?" He asked.

"Help me." Chara said from the background, helpless at my hand.

"Dr. Hudson!" I exclaimed, excitedly pulling him inside of the lab. "We have something extraordinary!" I proclaimed. "Remember How Chara had no samples of the dust deep inside the mountain?" I asked, he hummed in answer and I continued. "Well, I totally forgot to check to see if there were signs of anything on Chara! Heck, she's been in the same clothes for 2 weeks!" I exclaimed. "She's a LIVING Sample!"

His eyes seemed to light up, realizing the hopes and wonders of the strange cavern under the mountain could finally be undiscovered. "Well?" He cleared his throat, regaining his posture. "What were your results? You look like you have been at this for a while now." He said, trying to keep a straight, professional look.

"As you know the chemical formula for love is C8H11NO2 + C10H12N2O +C43H66N12O12S2 and that is normally displayed as a chemical reaction in the brain, however, these dust particles all along Chara all read of that formula! It's amazing!" I explained. "Not only that, some particles have fused with her skin. She may look normal, but her genetic makeup is changing rapidly! Like she's made of LOVE!" I exclaimed, showing him my analysis and notes of the entire project.

"This is..." He said, holding my notebook. "This is ground breaking!" He said, smiling at the new substances made from combining with the phosphorus in her body. "However," He said, getting more serious. "We now cannot allow the public to go down into those caverns, unless we know this change is safe. We also need to do checkups on Chara for a few days to make sure she stays healthy and the particles are not degrading her DNA." He said.

"You're as perceptive as always." I grinned, putting down the notes next to where Chara was sitting. "But Dr. Hudson?" I asked, grabbing his attention before he walked away. "I wanted to go down there and get more samples, if that was alright with you." I said, my eyes shining like the stars.

"Wait just a minute!" Chara said, looking at us. "She can't go down there! No one can!" She said, almost worriedly.

Get off my back! Look at what I've discovered! Do you not want this for me? Do you not want me to find out the undiscovered?! You took the title of first person in the underground and now you want to make sure no one has that title??

"No." He said, crushing the dreams I had of discovering even more new things. "Not until we know that the dust found down there is not dangerous to humans. We should send some animals, a monkey perhaps." He said, thinking out loud. "I would send Chara agin, but If the particles are dangerous, that would increase the infection and create an even faster rate of change within her DNA." He said, rubbing the scruff on his chin.

"B-But Doctor..—!" I said, trying to reason with him. "I could get more samples, maybe even find more out! If I die, so what! She was down there for two weeks! I'll only be there for an hour or so! The effects should take no affect, and even if they do, it'll be slower." I said, sighing.

Chara sighed in the background.

"My final answer is no." Hudson replied to my pleas. "Why don't you and Chara go home early?" He said. "You both have worked hard today." Sighing, he grinned at us, "Just don't tell the other scientists." He walked away, patting me on the shoulder and waving goodbye.

Why doesn't anyone listen to me?

"Asshole." I scoffed under my breath. "Alright Chara, lets go home." I heard a victory holler from Chara in the far corner of the lab and she had the needles ripped out of her arm in a heartbeat. "What do you want for dinner?" I asked. "We've only got pasta. So name a pasta you're in the mood for." I said while turning off the lights in my lab.

"Lasagna!" She perked up, rushing to catch up with me while I walked towards the large glass doors of the entrance to the lobby. "We keep having pasta. I'm sick of it." She grumbled, as if she weren't just excited for lasagna.

"Deal with it." I laughed. "It was your fault for buying all those pasta noodles because you 'craved carbs', I mean, who does that?!" I asked her, walking out of the laboratory. She followed.

"ME!" She said. "And the craving is OVER! Can we order a pizza or something??" She asked, moaning and groaning like child who can't get a toy at Walmart.

"Not if you want your own car!" I said back, refuting her want. "And if it's pizza YOU want, YOU'LL pay for it!" I said, unlocking my car, while taking off my lab coat. "That's fact." I hummed, getting in the car.

"Fine." She grumbled once more. "I didn't want pizza anyways." She growled.

"You're such a child." I laughed. "You'll always be my friend, right?" I asked, laughing a bit more, while turning the keys. The car engine tumbled and the air conditioning kicked on. A sigh of bliss came from the both of us.

"As long as you don't screw anything up." She grinned, making me laugh once more. "I would hate it if something unfortunate happened because of a silly mistake you made." She lazily looked at me as I pull out of the parking lot.

"Like not buying you pizza?" I smiled, laughing a bit, not heading into the direction of home. She knew exactly where we were going. The nearest pizza joint was right next to the laboratory.

"Yeah. Like not buying me pizza." She grinned.