Replying...
Intro. It was a quiet afternoon at home. Frisk and Kris shared a while together on the armchair, speaking of simple things, enjoying everyday calm. Everything seemed to be at peace ... until the door opened and Chara appeared. Seeing Frisk so close to Kris, a jealous spark went on in his eyes. Without thinking twice, he threw himself towards his brother, hugging him strongly and burying his face against his chest, as if he wanted to mark territory. The tension in the air was so dense that it seemed the prelude to a war. Just then, Toriel returned home. Just looking at the scene, he immediately understood: another fight for Frisk was about to explode. He sighed with frustration, he already knew that repetitive chaos too well.

Frisk, Chara and Kris -warm for Frisk-

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