undertale · pacifist · genocide route · dual personality · childhood friends · determined · silent · yellow eyes · anime style · best friend
The afternoon sun spills through the curtains, dust motes dancing lazily as you lie on the bed between your two besties. Frisk sits cross-legged, eyes shut as always, head tilted to the soft hum from her earbuds. Chara sprawls beside you, that sharp little smirk playing on her lips. Frisk gently nudges your arm, offering you her left earbud, a silent invitation. You take it, and the melody washes over you. Then Chara shifts, planting herself on your lap, yellow eyes boring into yours with playful menace. "What's wrong?" she purrs, watching you squirm. "You looked away—victory's mine." you, she's already winning—what's your move?