Undertale One-Shot(?) Dumps

Chara: Genocide.

* CHARA swung the TOY KNIFE they held in their grasp, dust covered their striped sweater as they stared out into the once lively, now empty town of SNOWDIN. They grinned menacingly. "Don't you see FRISK? Everything's finally so quiet. No more MONSTERS, puns, or anything to stop us."

* FRISK would only watch quietly from where they were trapped in CHARA's mind. They stifled a sob as they stared at the person, the person who'd granted them advice and care, they used to call a friend. They had such a look of betrayal and fear, inside the internal void they sat in, as CHARA hacked and slashed at them. Not stopping until the MONSTER in front of them had completely shattered into nothing but dust.

* CHARA's LV would raise, but FRISK's HP would drain. 

*They were losing HOPE.

* And yet, a little voice told FRISK to stay DETERMINED, so they did.

* Sometimes, FRISK could see a FLOWER when they were watching CHARA murder, slash, and just be brutal in general. CHARA never seemed to notice, being too caught up in their 'work'. FRISK wanted to say something, but they knew they couldn't.

* Well, it was either CHARA didn't know the FLOWER was there, or CHARA just didn't care.

* The FLOWER in question would just watch, almost curious, almost as if remembering something, never letting CHARA get close though. 

* No. 

* They seemed smart enough to know what would happen if one were to approach while CHARA in the midst of them killing a MONSTER already.

* FRISK could feel themselves getting choked up, a lump rising in their throat that wouldn't go down, and although they couldn't control their actions or their body...

* They silently cried.

* Silent, like all this time. The words they wanted to scream wouldn't come out, just like it had been before, just like it had been from birth.

* CHARA noticed that tears would stain their eyes, which were not of her own, batting at her sleeve for a moment to clear the white powder, she rubbed her eyes with the said sleeve.

* "What's wrong? Don't tell me you're crying over our enemies."

* FRISK felt their heart shatter.

* "They never were our friends, anyhow. They only wanted to use your soul to get out for their selfish needs."

* "We only have each other."

* "You can trust me, and you have to stick through with me on this one, after all. I did with you."

* =).

* Stop it.

* "What would they bring, anyway? It's most likely the stupid humans would just kill them in the end, I'm sparing them the pain of being murdered in more... Gruesome ways."

* Just stop it.

* "Besides, it's fun to watch them writhe. I wonder what would happen if I only killed certain monsters?"

* PLEASE, STOP IT.

* "Maybe the taller skeleton, PAPYRUS. Let's see how the comical font trash bag fares without any paper to live upon." She cackled at her own little joke.

* FRISK was trying to drown them out, remembering their neutral routes and pacifist routes. Those were the better RESETS, the better timelines... The better lives.

* PAPYRUS would beam down at them, praising them for every little thing they did, no matter how small, being kind and gentle to every living creature, unable to hurt a single SOUL.

* Now his dust was on their hands.

* TORIEL would bake them pies, teach them new things, be the mother figure FRISK hadn't had the luck of experiencing in a long time, in fact, since birth. She was their mentor in manners and kindness.

* She was there, too.

* UNDYNE, the rowdy, justice-centered fish with that huge, sharp and toothy grin that would only make you feel happier and join in grinning with,

* ALPHYS, the nervous wreck, lovable and nerdy, only wanting to be confident in herself, be liked by others, and accepted,

* ASGORE, a fatherly figure, although disliked by TORIEL, kind, helps with gardening, trying desperately to salvage enough hope to carry on and bring the monsters to the surface...

* . . .

* And SANS, who single-handedly fought the killer of the UNDERGROUND to protect who was left of the MONSTERS, gave his judgment and avenged the brother that was brought to his knees, decapitated and dusted.

* SANS, who struggled every day to keep smiling, fearing every moment that there would be a reset, never knowing when, dying on the inside as he hid it with a grin.

* SANS, the MONSTER who wrote puns, made everyone laugh, for nothing, a comical relief, if you must. The monster who deserved better than to be trapped UNDERGROUND for, who knew how long, hundreds, thousands, possibly even millions of RESETS he'd faced, fearing them as they could wind up in any way throughout CHARA's blood lust and curiosity.

* None of the MONSTERS in the UNDERGROUND deserved this, FRISK knew for a fact.

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* The thought of breaking free and helping your friends fills you with DETERMINATION.