Am I Able To Feel? [An Undertale OC Story]

Chapter 31: All Is Not Good

Fell Flowey: Why do they both look like they want us dead?!

Chara was the first to speak, her voice sharp and dripping with sarcasm.

Fell Chara: Hey, trashbag. Why’d you bring them here?

Sans, leaning against the wall, shrugged like he didn’t have a care in the world.

Fell Sans: Well, I thought I might as well after I told ya they were here.

Fell Frisk chimed in, her voice just as biting as Chara’s, though she seemed more annoyed than aggressive.

Fell Frisk: A bad idea. Then again, you're full of them, Sans.

Blue observed the two girls carefully, noting how even Frisk, who in his universe was always kind-hearted and determined, had been twisted by this universe’s cruel atmosphere.

In his mind, he couldn’t help but think about how different everything was here....how the corruption of the Underground had reached even the most innocent souls.

As the girls continued to scrutinize him and Flowey, it started to feel more like an interrogation than a conversation. Chara's eyes narrowed dangerously as she spoke, her tone cutting.

Fell Chara: So, you’re the human that Sans' been talking about. What’s your deal? You got a death wish, or are you just stupid?

Blue, unbothered by her aggressive questioning, answered calmly, leaving out key details like the fact that he was from another universe or that he wasn’t fully human.

Blue: Just passing through....

Frisk leaned forward slightly, her red eyes narrowing in suspicion as she studied Blue. There was something off about him, and she could sense it, though she couldn’t quite put her finger on what it was.

Fell Frisk: You seem...off. What’s your story, Blue?

Blue: Not much to tell. Just trying to escape

The girls exchanged glances but didn’t press him further, though it was clear they weren’t entirely convinced. However, they didn’t seem interested enough to pry deeper. They knew that escaping was impossible anyways.

After a moment of awkward silence, Chara abruptly stood up and grabbed Frisk by the wrist.

Fell Chara: We’re going upstairs. I’m in the mood for some fun. You three, don’t disturb us, or I’ll gut you.

She dragged Frisk along, who didn’t protest, though she did roll her eyes as they headed toward the stairs.

Once they were out of sight, Sans glanced over at Blue and Flowey with his signature grin, as if everything that had just happened was completely normal.

Fell Sans: See? Friendly!

Flowey looked horrified, his small face twisted in disbelief.

Fell Flowey: They are not friendly! What the hell is wrong with this place?! Why are they so aggressive and.....intimate?!

Blue: What is intimate?

Sans: Ya don't know?

Blue:......Nooooo?

Sans:....I'll tell you another time

Blue, ever calm, sighed internally, thinking about how much darker and more twisted this world was compared to his own. But, despite everything, he still held onto the belief that there was hope, even here.

Blue: This world may be dark...but it’s not beyond saving.

For now, though, he knew he had to be cautious. Chara and Frisk were both completely different in this universe, and they were watching him closely.