(A/N: ahhh i'm here once again, and if you have stayed this long..that's dedication. Anyways let's jump right into it!)

Chara's POV

Waterfall.

This place..it's bleeding with memories. The ceiling covered in crystals..the sound of rushing water..the small whispers of echo flowers...

And of course, the distant "h0i!"s coming from Temmie Village.

Asriel and I..we came here almost every chance we got to sneak out; just to lay under the artificial stars, get away from it all, just to enjoy and imagine our hopes and dreams. Those were my favorite memories down here.

But the prince is dead now. That..flower  is just a hollow shell made of dust, his memories, and raw determination- nothing like my Azzy.

But this place serves as a reminder of those innocent days in the past. And I hate it for that.

"-Charaaaa. Earth to Charaaa?" Frisk called, waving her hand in front of my face, occasionally poking my nose with her finger.

"Wha- What is it, dearie? Am I only centimeters from a deep rushing ravine that will send me to my doom?" I laughed dryly, attempting to get rid of bitter memories from my mind. I glanced to the ground which- thankfully- had no nearby ravines.

Frisk frowned, opening her eyes in a manner that made me feel like I was being interrogated over if I murdered a Vulkin. Involuntarily, I shuddered. 

"..You want to listen to the Echo Flowers?" she asked, her question so simple but the sincerity and..knowing in her voice made tears threaten to fall from my eyes.

The Echo Flowers. 

The wishes he and I whispered into them, filling the air with our laughter and deepest desires. 

Me and Fri- Frisk and I sat in the field of flowers, as we let the sound of babbling brooks act as  background noise for the voices from the flowers. 

"What do you wish for the most, Asriel?"

"Hm...I wish  I could see the real stars you described to me before, all those..c-con..stellations; like the Big and Small Dipper, Orion's Belt, and even maybe that mirror one!"

 Silence.

"..What do you wish for, Chara?"

"Hmm..perhaps.. I wish all the monsters could be freed from this infernal prison."

"Yeah, I wish that too..."

"Actually, Azzy, I think I have an idea on how to bring all monsters back to the Surface-"

 "Frisk..can we go now? Please?" My voice crack shocked me even through my grief. I was such a stupid, useless kid back then; the plan was foolish and if I never did it, he would still be alive and so would I! Sure we would be stuck here but we would live but noooo. I was stubborn and an utter fool, and now we are cursed in out own ways and it's all my fault it'sallmyfaultit'sallmyfaultmyfaultmyfaultmyfault-

"It's okay. You never meant for this to happen. You're okay, Chara." Frisk whispered to me, clutching me in her arms, wiping the tears from my face- some were actually black, butter cup maybe?- and patting my head. My heart was still racing, the flowers still chanting the dreams that we had as children, before they were destroyed; and with it, our lives and our innocence.

In the fields of blue, I wanted the flowers to blaze in red, if so only the voices would SHUT UP.

...Then.. a spear almost hit Frisk's back.

(A/N: and we are done with this chapter! over 500 words wow a major achievement. will frosk and chair live? will chair ever get over her brother issues? will flower become goat son again? ummm keep reading and find out)