Determinspiration

[heart_breaking]

Knowing the potential threads that the future holds fills you with determination.

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[gainedlove]

Frisk squeaks when Chara sits up so abruptly, starting to reach for them before stopping again, making several more halting attempts to figure out how to hold Chara when they're incorporeal. It's an even stranger sight in motion, ringing so many alarm bells of this isn't right that Frisk can't think past the panic.

"I-I don't know! I didn't do this!" Sure, they'd wished they could bring Chara back many times, but not like this! Frisk whimpers and tries to put their hands around Chara's own, but their fingers pass through.

"I don't know...!" Their voice is getting wheezy again, it's hard to speak. They try to just think it, but nothing happens.

[heart_breaking]

Chara's fingers spring open and closed, and it's like they're made of nothing but light and shadows. They can't feel it. The hand is right there, and they know it's there, but there's no warmth.

"Well I know I didn't do it! Was it--... are we--A-am I--...?" They tug on their own hair, and this is 'solid' too.

"Do you think it's determination?! That maybe... maybe one of us wanted something like this, somehow, and it--it worked?" Chara can't imagine themself wanting to leave Frisk that badly, and a wave of panic passes through them: if this is true, and if Chara didn't want to be outside of Frisk's head, then did that mean Frisk didn't want them around so much? They can't even form the question, but it shows up clearly on their face that they don't have to.

[gainedlove]

Frisk's heart leaps to their throat, and they shake their head hard enough the ends of their hair whip against Frisk's cheeks painfully. No, they didn't want Chara out, this wasn't anything that Frisk wished for!

They let out a whimper and, awkwardly, trying to not put their arm or hand or cheek actually through Chara, they circle both arms around the air the other child occupies. Trying to sign isn't immediate enough, and their thoughts are locked away.

After a few moments, Frisk manages to make their voice obey again, if only softly. "N...need you..."

[heart_breaking]

Chara's chin wobbles, and they put their arms up in the other half of Frisk's hug. All they feel is empty air, but Chara tilts their face over Frisk's shoulder anyway, wishing it would muffle a choked back sob.

The tears don't get much further than that. They hold on for a few seconds, and then pull back to scrub their eyes with a fist.

"B-but I still don't get it. If you didn't do it, and I didn't do it, then..." Then what? Is this ignorance something they're not both dealing with already? No, it's not.

"... Maybe it was just random?" Their eyes are shining less with tears, now, and it's as though there's something calming in this powerlessness. They never understood why they came back like they have, and the idea of this being just one more mystery to add to the mix is familiar. They can deal with this. They and Frisk can do it together.

[gainedlove]

Frisk pulls back reluctantly, their tears already rolling down their cheeks despite the thin comfort Chara's continued presence provides. They sniffle and hiccup, quiet and miserable sounds, but Chara isn't fading away yet. They don't want to, and that's enough to let Frisk find a sort of steady ground within themself once more.

They scrub at their own eyes and nose, thinking about what their partner says. There are so many things that neither of them really know, that probably can't ever be known...and even if they tried their best, no two timelines are exactly alike. Something always changes.

"Like...like how Alphys calls us sometimes?" It's a ridiculous comparison, but also the first thing Frisk can think of. They should find a better analogy. "Or...or those grey monsters?"

Frisk looks down, their gaze sliding from Chara's hands to their own and back again. The gears in Frisk's head are starting to move, now that the shock has settled somewhat. "...maybe...this means it'll be different this time? Do...do you think they'll be able to see you, too?"