(Don't play the music yet)

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FRISK
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Frisk stared at her chicken wings, twirling it around with her fingers.

She still has no slight idea of why everyone is hating her just because she's new.

Is it how things work in highschool? Maybe.

Frisk continued to stare at her chicken wing, resting her head on her arm.

Her thoughts were interrupted by Asriel, who called her name. "What...?" She mumbled. Asriel mustered a smile. "A-are you ok?" He asked.

Frisk sighed and sat up straight. "Why do people have to hate me just because I'm new?!?" She asked, slamming her hands on the table. Asriel winced.

"Just because I made fun of myself at lunch doesn't mean they have to avoid me and think I'm wierd!

Why can't they just see that I'm having a hard time fitting in?!?!" She yelled.

Everyone in the room ignored her, except for Chara, Asriel and Kid, who were staring at Frisk with wide eyes.

Asriel pointed down at her tray. "Erm... You're... uh...."

Frisk looked down, spotting her flower tea spilled all over her tray. Her chicken wings are now drowsed in tea, and the spices probably mixed in with the golden flower flavor. She groaned and sat down. "Great. I'm gonna have to put it in the tray return." She said.

Asriel raised his hand. "I-I'll help-"

"No, Asi. I'll do it." Kid said. He grabbed the tray with his mouth and began walking towards the tray return.

Frisk watched him before he disappeared in the crowd. She looked at Asriel and Chara.

"Why are they so judgemental?" She asked.

"Forgeddaboutem. Karma will come and collect their debt." Chara said, slicing a knife through her steak. She spilled ketchup on the sliced area, and her eyes began glowing red as she pushed the knife deeper into the steak.

Asriel shuddered at his sister, then turned to look at Frisk. "W-what Chara means is... Um... You just have to ignore them! T-they won't harm you if you do.."

"It's not that easy ignoring them, Asriel." Frisk said, biting ferociously at her unspilled chicken wing. The one she was holding earlier.

She paused to swallow the chicken in her mouth. "No matter what I do,They still think of me as the 'new girl'." She said.

Kid returned from the tray return, sitting beside Asriel. "But... You are new... right?" He asked. Chara facepalmed.

"Yes. But what I mean is... Since I'm the 'new girl'.... They make me feel... Out of place... Like... I don't know anything! Like I'm a noob!" Frisk said.

Asriel slowly nodded. Monster Kid made an 'Oh...' Face. Chara continued to slice her steak, spilling more ketchup.

Suddenly, a voice echoed through the megaphones.

All of the students looked up at the huge megaphone by the cafeteria door.

"FRISK THE HUMAN,PLEASE GO TO THE PRINCIPAL'S OFFICE, PRONTO. I REPEAT. FRISK THE HUMAN, PLEASE GO TO THE PRINCIPAL'S OFFICE." The voice echoed.

(I can't think of a surname for Frisk XD sorry)

All of the students turned to look at Frisk. What did she do this time?

Frisk slowly stood up, walking towards the cafeteria door. Others were giving her looks of pity, while others are shaking their heads, like they're saying "You're doomed." or any other stinging words.

Frisk kept her head low, so she won't have to look at everyone's faces. When she arrived at the door, she looked behind her and spotted Sans giving her a thumbs up. Papyrus just sat there, wondering who Sans is giving it to.

Frisk gave him an encouraging smile before disappearing down the hall.

Did she do anything wrong? Well. No. Since she didn't do anything against the rules.

But what if she did? What if she did something that's actually a school rule? Was it because she was 20 min. late for class because of what happened after lunch?

I mean. She just changed out of her wet clothes... Right?

Frisk looked up, and saw the words "PRINCIPAL'S OFFICE" By the door.

She gulped. What will happen behind that door?

You think too much. Frisk thought.

Then she opened the door

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(PLAY LE MUSIC!!!)

She closed the door behind her and sighed. She looked up in time to see Principal Scrimgeour... The dog from earlier and....

FLOWEY?!?

"Aah... Ms. Frisk." Scrimgeour said. He gestured her to take a seat.

Frisk politely obliged, sitting beside Flowey, who is glaring daggers at her. She kept her head low.

"W-why did you send me here... Sir...?" Frisk asked.

Scrimgeour adjusted his half-moon spectacles. "Yes... About that..." He said.

Frisk bit her lip, expecting the worst.

"Flowey over here, wanted a room reassignment... He said something about not wanting your company..." He said.

Flowey scoffed.

"So... I decided to invite you over and help you settle things with him." He added. He gave them both a warm smile.

"Now... What were your concerns again, Flowey?" He asked, turning his head at Flowey.

"My concerns?!? I HAVE TOO MANY TO COUNT." Flowey said.

"NUMBER ONE, SHE BARELY KNOWS ME. NUMBER TWO, SHE'S JUST NEW. NUMBER THREE, IT'D BE A PAIN IN HER BUTT TO ASSIST ME FOR THE WHOLE SCHOOL YEAR. AND NUMBER FOUR, I DON'T LIKE HER!!!" He yelled.

Scrimgeour's face kept straight, and he smiled like Flowey didn't just yelled at his face.

"Yes... I see that..." He replied. "But, Flowey... You say that in EVERY room reassignment you had." He said.

Wait... Flowey had been getting room reassignments for many times?

Frisk glanced at Flowey confusedly.

"*scoff* No I don't!" He said.

"Lets take a looksie... Aha!" He said, reading the list he was holding in his paw.

"Oct. 18, 20XX, You complained about wanting a room reassignment because of your last dormmate, MUFFET." He said.

"SHE WAS FILLING THE WHOLE ROOM WITH SPIDERS!!!" Flowey spat. "AND I AM A FLOWER, FOR YOUR INFORMATION! I HATE INSECTS, AND I ALWAYS WILL!!!"

"Ok... What about during Jan. 24, 20XX, when you complained about ANOTHER room reassignment because of... Bratty?" He replied.

"She's too.... LOUD. And DITZY!" Flowey spat again.

"Mar. 4, 20XX, because of Alphys?" He replied back.

"ALPHYS? THE PROBLEM IS HER SICKENING ROBOT!!!" He yelled.

Scrimgeour sighed in defeat. He settled the paper down and took of his glasses, cleaning then with his handkerchief.

"So far, you had 3 room reassignments... Plus 1..." He sai, glancing at Greater Dog and Frisk.

"I'm afraid that's your limit."

"WHAT?!? YOU CAN'T MAKE ME GO WITH HER!!!" He said, pointing at Frisk.

"Excuse me?!?" Frisk asked in annoyance. "I did nothing wrong!"

Flowey ignored her and continued to complain. "SHE'S JUST NEW!!! SHE DOESN'T KNOW WHAT OPPORTUNITY THIS IS!!" He said.

"Which is exactly the reason why I assigned her to assist you!" Scrimgeour said, smiling like theres cookies in the way.

"Frisk, you'll be taking Flowey in his classes, feeding him at lunch and dinner, and assisting him in all his needs." He said, turning his head at Frisk.

"B-but, Sir, I-"

"And that's final." He said, glaring at Flowey. "Understood?"

Frisk opened her mouth to speak

"UNDERSTOOD?" He asked again. Only this time, he sounds impatient.

Frisk bit her lip and nodded. Flowey did the same.

"Well then... That settles it..." He said, standing up on his seat, as if going to end the meeting. "Dinner is over by now... So now you can return to your dorm room... Meeting dismissed..." He said. He reached for the door and opened it, making way for Frisk and Flowey to exit the office.

Frisk hopped off her seat and held Flowey on her hands. She slowly walked out the office as Scrimgeour closed the door shut behind him.

What a wonderful conversation.

HoI guys! Pixel here!

Sorry if I wasn't updating much...

I was advance studying on Heterogeneous and Homogeneous mixtures, working on the future web comic, and in the same time, learning a new HOBBY. (Which is cross-stitching XP)

So... Again, I apologize for the long update...

But, I'll try to update as fast as I can!

Just... don't expect that to be easy XD

Thank you so much for reading and I'll see ya guys later!

BoI!💁🏻
*moonwalks away*
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- Pixel