"HEY GRILLB!"
Grillby looks up.
"New customers. Give them..."
A smirk appears on my face.
I whisper to Grillby.
Grillby serves up a shot of red liquid.
"Frisk, do it."
"Char-a, I'm not going to do a shot."
"Look. Doggo, how much alcohol is in that?"
"Six."
"Oh, it's not too-"
"ty."
"..."
"Frisk?"
"Aw, who cares, LET'S GET DRUNK!"
Time skip brought to you by Frisk going reeee
Frisk's soul recovered, but the alcohol was kicking in.
"I NEED A FUCKING CIG!"
I hand Frisk a clove and a lighter. Frisk is so drunk that they missed the clove and burned themself.
"AH!"
"Don't worry Frisk."
I licked their wrist.
"OOOOOOOOOOOH SANSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS"
"Yeah Kiddo?"
Frisk grabs one of the darts on the board and yeets it at Sans.
"Sans, please don't! They're drunk."
"Fine."
Sans gets all the darts and gives them to Grillby.
"SWEET HOME ALABAMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA"
Frisk jumps on the table.
"Frisk, you're gonna get hur-"
"I LOVE EVERYONE IN THIS BA-"
Frisk falls onto the ground.
"AW SHI-"
"Chara, it's ok, Toriel can heal you."
"Ccchharrrraaa..."
"What?"
"I wanna pound you so hard..."
"I'm sorry, what?"
"I waannnnt ttttoo...heeerrrr yyoouuu screeam..."
"Frisk, the fuck is wrong with you?"
Frisk pinned me down.
"Don't."
"Frisk!"
"I'm gonna fuuu...soooo...hhharrr...aaghhh."
Frisk collapsed onto me.
"Aww...a drunk, wasted human, collapsing on top of me, their burned wrist and alcohol levels out of wack. And they say engaged people can't have fun."
And Chara turned to see the entire canine pack staring at them.
"What? I know I'm not the only one who thinks that's cute." (A.N. I do :3)
"I think you better take em home..."
"...fine."
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I L.O.V.E. You: A Charisk Fanfic
FanfictionAs the player abandoned the game, the characters and code become more free and can do whatever they want, opening the path of genocide and pacifism. Frisk and Chara meet each other for the first time, and despite their differences, become friends (o...
