I wake up with a groan, feeling like crap. My nose feels like its about to explode from how stuffy it is.I shiver violently and go back to sleep, feeling like i'd gotten hit by a truck from how much i hurt all over.

Where the hell did this come from?!?!

What feels like just a few heartbeats later, Azzy yells, "IT'S CHRISTMAS." He belly flops on top of me.

"Ow, Azzy that hurts!" I gasp for breath.

He gets off me. ANd says, "Sorry....But c'mon you two! It's Christmas!"

Frisk is still snoring on the bunk above mine. Damn him and his selective hearing....
"Sorry Azzy. I don't really feel like getting up right now..." I mumble weakly.
"There's gonna be chocolate!" He says in a sing song voice.
"I'll take a rain check." I insist.

He frowns. "You okay? You never pass up an opportunity to have chocolate..."

I keep shivering as I admit, "I feel kinda sick."

He feels my forhead woth a paw. "You do feel a little warm....."

"Frisk!" Azzy stands up on my bunk and pokes him.
"What?" He says drowsily. "If you're waking me up to show me how pretty the moon looks again, I will literally slap you." He says, going back to sleep.
"I think Chara's sick." Azzy says.
The moment Azzy says my name Frisk is wide awake. "What about Chara?" He asks, rubbing his eyes.
"Chara's sick."

He climbs down the ladder and feels my forehead. "Holy crap you're burning up.... I'll go get Toriel...
"Thanks...." I cough, wincing as the action jars my head. I have a seriously bad headache.

Merry Christmas to me. Ugh, I think as Mom walks into the room and takes my temperature.

"Oh dear...." She says, looking at the thermometer with worry. Frisk and Azzy have identical expressions on their face.

"Well don't leave me in suspense...." I try to joke and then end up dissolving into another coughing fit.

"You have a 104 degree fever...." Frisk says.

"Oooo." I wince. "No wonder I feel like crap..."

"That's bad?" Papyrus shows up behind Mom.

"Yes." She says, looking kind of scared. "I'll go google your symptoms...." She goes to get her phone. I look at Azzy and Frisk who are explaining to Papyus and Sans that the average human temperature is 98.6 degrees Fahrenheit.

"Anything above that is bad-" Frisk starts.

"Actually, my average temperature is about 99.1." I chuckle.

They laugh. "So you literally aren't as cool as us...." Azzy jokes.

"Nah. I'm cooler and hotter than you." I wink and do that finger guns thing.

They laugh even harder. "cocky much?" Sans chuckles.

"You know it." I laugh.

Mom comes back. "You have the flu, Chara....so you'll feel like this for a while longer...."

"Damn." mumble.

"But we'llstill have a Merry Christmas." Azzy and Papyrus say, looking determined.

"Heheheh." I chuckle. "Of course...."

This is gonna be a long week.....

"First things first..." Mom says. "You need plenty of rest and fluids...."

"I'll go dampen a washcloth for your forehead." Papyrus says, running off.

"I got the water..." Azzy runs after him.

"blankets...." Sans teleports away.

Frisk chuckles. "I guess I'll keep you company."

I flush a bright red that's not completely due to my fever. I've always been pretty independent, and so the fact that everyone is taking care of me is pretty embarrassing. How am i supposed to maintian my reputation as a complete badass if I can't even stand on my own?

That was sorta a joke and sorta not.

"You guys don't need to-" I protest.

"Shhh." Frisk says calmly. For some reason he has this aura that just makes everyone around him feel safe and tranquil. Because of this I automatically relax. "Shut up and stop letting your pride get in the way of things. You've taken care of all of us when we were sick; let us return the favor. Now shut up and go to sleep."

"Alright, but only 'cause you asked nicely." I say sarcastically, my eyelids drooping. I fall asleep.

***

I take a deep breath and fall backwards into the hole. I fall for a while before hitting the ground a bit softer than I'd expected..... are these flowers?

"Howdy! What's your name?" A kids voice says brightly.

"W-what?"

"I asked you what your name was. I've never seen you around here before? What kind of monster are you?"

"Monster?" I squint at him. He looks kind of blurry and my vision won't clear for some reason. I must've hit my head when I fell.

"Oh! You've fallen down, haven't you..."

"Eh, sort of I guess."

"So you're a human!"

"Wha- of course I'm human, what else would I-" I stop abruptly because my vision finally came into focus. I'm looking at this weird furry, talking thing. I would've thought it was an animal if  hadn't been standing on two legs talking to me. And, you know, looking at me with bright green intelligent eyes.

"Oh crap. Is this what hell is like?" I look around. A steady stream of sunshine flows from the ceiling illuminating dust motes that float lazily in the air. A pleasant breeze blows, making the flowers-yellow flowers- underneath me nod as if in agreement. I breathe deeply, and the smell of the flowers- buttercups, I realize, recognizing the flowers from the village- fill the air with a sweet smell and sunshine seems to illuminate the chamber with a soft golden glow.

Well if I'm dead, then I guess I did it; I found something better.

"What are you? Some sort of talking bunny?"

He gives me one of those 'you cant seriously be asking me this question' looks.

"I'm a monster." He says matter-of-factly. "Haven't you ever seen one before?"

"Well, yeah, but only the human ones." I chuckle and then wince because it just makes my head hurt even more. "Ow that wasn't really funny."

"Are you okay?"

"My head hurts."

"Here, get up....." He offers me a hand. "You do have a name don't you?"

I take it, mostly because I'm not really in any condition to be stubborn. I look at him.

"Have a little character, Character. haha."

"Yeah," I say, "My name's.... Chara."

"Chara, huh? That's a nice name. Is it short for something?"

"Nah. Just Chara."

"Well, Chara," He helps me lean against a column. He puffs out his chest and says,"My name's Asriel Dreemurr, and I'm your new best friend!" He pulls a couple of those yellow flowers out of his pockets and throws them up in the air as he says that. Some weird noises sound through the air.

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"What's that sound?" I ask, feeling sure I'm imagining it.

"That's music! It's my theme! Mom's been teaching me how to play and read music, and she helped me make it. I'm not sure what I'll call it, and its not really epic enough for the God of Hyperdeath, but...."

"The God of Hyperdeath?" I laugh. I may not know what this bunny-thing is, but i definitly know they aren't that, whatever that is.

He grins, further revealing his two pointy teeth.

He offers me his hand again and catches me when I stumble. "Do you have a home?" He asks.

"No," I say without emotion.

"You're wrong," he says.

I look at him funny.

"This is your home now. Come on, we should get back home. Mom will be able to patch you up."

"Okay."