"A ball?"

"Not really a ball, more of a dance."

"Same thing!"

"Nope. A ball is for princes and princesses."

"But you're my princess."

"Well, you're my queen."

"Touché, Princess Frisk. Now, tell me more about this dance."

"Well, it's at the high school. It's a Halloween dance for juniors and seniors. But the principal invited us two to go."

"I bet Mrs. Wayne had something to do with it."

"I'm sure. Actually, they invited me, but they said I could bring a partner."

"Oh, they'll be just thrilled to see me."

"Oh yeah, I forgot. It's tonight."

"What the hey Frisk? Tonight!"

Chara hit her playfully on the shoulder and darted away. Frisk smiled as she ran off, and started looking at the clothes in the closet. It was filled with variations of pretty much the same sweaters. She pushed those to the side and grinned. Here, in the back of the closet, were the dresses.

There were seven. Frisk and Chara had only acquired seven dresses in six years on the Surface. Frisk pulled out her favorite, a long black and white dress and looked at the tag. Yes! I'll wear this one. Then she glanced at her stomach and sighed. Maybe not.

She finally settled on a fluffy red dress. She hummed, searching for a hairbrush. After a few minutes, Chara walked in with a bag in hand.

     Frisk kissed her nose,"What's that?"

     "It's a surprise."

     "Mmm. A surprise?"

     Chara nodded, kissing her. Frisk kissed back, leaning against the wall. Someone cleared their throat from the doorway. It was Asriel, and he was red.

Chara grinned, and without missing a beat, called out to him,"Hey princess!"

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The school gym was loud and crowded. Music blared through the speakers, barely audible over the noise all the people were making. Frisk sipped her water, not trusting any other drink because of how some of the people began acting after drinking the punch or sodas.

"Hey Frisky, wanna dance?"

Frisk giggled, for Chara was one of the people who unintentionally drank the spiked drinks. Chara was wearing a green dress with actual buttercups woven into a sleeve. Asriel had teased her and called her a hippie. Chara had laughed it off, calling him princess again.

"Why not?"

Chara grabbed her hand and pulled her to the floor. Frisk barely had the time to set down her cup before being spun around.

"Ever been to a high school dance, love?"

"Nope."

"Me neither. New for the both of us."

Frisk fell into her embrace, her face heating up. They danced through four songs before Chara stopped and said she had to go to the bathroom. Frisk watched her weave her way through the crowd. Smiling, she sat on the bleachers. For a few minutes she sat by herself, and then found herself unconsciously rubbing her stomach.

"Well, well, well. Look who we have the pleasure of seeing. Frisk. Remember me?"

Indeed Frisk remembered him. It was Brandon Honle, a kid who, with the help of his groupies, made her elementary life worse than it already was.

"Honle." Frisk said coldly,"Long time no see."

"Let's skip the pleasantries, alright? I've got a bone to pick with you."

"Wow. Your ego and vocabulary sure have grown, but I'm sure your dick hasn't."

Brandon took an angry step forward and raised his hand. Frisk flinched, instinctively covering her stomach.

"Oh? What's that? Looks like the monster lover couldn't keep her legs closed. Cheating on your girlfriend? Pity, really. Such a pretty face wasted on a girl."

"Just say what you came here to say."

"Right. My mom left my dad because he lost his job to one of your monsters!"

"Oh, such a pity. That sounds like a you problem."

"You should have died when you fell! I heard your parents when they learned you disappeared! They were happy! You could hear them cheering all night."

Frisk's eyes stung, but she didn't look away from his mocking gaze.

"They're still around, ya know. Live on the outer edge of Teralor. I'm sure that they'd be thrilled to see you."

     "I know I should have died. But I didn't, and no one can change that. Now, if you would leave me alone."

     "Don't be so sure that no one can change the fact that you're alive right now."

     "Was that a threat?"

     Brandon's eyes glinted in surprise at the appearance of the other girl. Chara took a step forward and grabbed his shirt collar.

     "Leave."

     "Dead freak!" Brandon spat, wrenching himself out of her grasp,"You and your so called brother! You shouldn't even be alive!"

     "Go away."

     "Aww, did I hurt your feelings? What are you gonna do, run to your parents? Oh, wait. They're dead. So sa-"

     He was completely caught off guard when Frisk slapped him.

     "Ow! What the shit?! Watch it, you monster trash!"

     "Oh, I'm so offended. Now, I advise you to leave right now."

     He glared at her, but heeded Frisk's advice,"Filth!"

     He stormed away and Frisk sank back down onto the bleachers, and Chara sat next to her. They were silent for a few minutes.

     "So, do you know that kid?"

     "Yeah." Frisk sighed,"That was Brandon Honle. He's a jerk."

     "Noted. I kinda recognized him."

     "From what?"

     "I've kinda been trying to trace my family to the present. I think he's my brother's great grandson or something. Wait." Chara's eyes widened and she shuddered,"That means that I'm his... Ugh."

     Frisk giggled then went straight faced,"Well, I guess his family's not all that bad, then."

     Chara blushed and stood up,"Wanna head home?"

     "Yeah. I've had enough."

     As they walked to the door, Frisk picked up her cup. Right before she tossed it in the trash can, she noticed some writing on the bottom. Her eyes widened as she read it, and Chara looked over.

     "What is it?"

     "N-nothing. I thought I saw something."

     She quickly threw it away and hurried after Chara. As they drove away, the words that Frisk had read echoed in her head.

     We know what will hurt you. And it is already falling into our possession.

Poor Chara, all her family's dead. Apologizing for the late update again, I haven't been able to be active very much. Uh, 7k. Um, why? Love you all!! The art up there is mine so yeah.