"I-I'm not actually Otter's Frisk." I sob.
".....What?" Drawing asks blank faced.
"Otter... H-he hates me for what I've done. I-I-" I break into tears and bury my face into my hands. "I killed her! I killed his Frisk! I killed her and took her place in the world. I'm not a frisk, Drawing. I'm a Chara."
Drawing backs away from me slowly. Her breathing patterns spike up and down and I see the panic in her eyes.
"WHY?" She screams.
"In order to exist I had to kill her! I didn't have a choice! I would have died if I didn't!" I sob.
"Then you should've died." Drawing states. "I knew something was off about you! I knew it! I just acted like it was fine because I was too worried about the others!" She glares at me. "YOU. She was my friend!" She screams as he lunges at me.
I struggle to dodge her sudden attack.
"Please, Drawing! You have to understand!" I use my aura to stop her attack just in time. "I DID WHAT I HAD TO SO I COULD SURVIVE!!" I shoot a wave of aura from my fingertips, knocking drawing to the ground.
"Drawing!!!" I hear a familiar voice call out.
I look up to see Fell and Frisk staring in shock at the two of us. They were here the whole time. They heard everything.
(Sorry for not updating for a while! I had some faamily troubles then I got really sick and had to go to the hospital and I had exams comming up, but I'm good now and I'll try to update more often!
Love, Kustard_ShipIt)
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FanfikceWhen Classic is asked who he is by red sans he starts wondering who he is and who he wants to be. Classic Sans and Red Sans are very different and yet so alike. They feel the need to protect each other and be with each other at all times. Perhaps th...
