(hi, I'm your favorite charisk writer rising from the dead)

3rd person POV

The sun finally broke through the snow clouds, and Chara was stuffing clothes, food, a stash of chocolate, gold that she found in a water fountain, and two daggers into a satchel with the ruins symbol on it. "FRISK HURRY UP WE HAVE TO GOOO." she yelled, only getting a sock thrown at her face. "YOU AREN'T MY MOM MS. CHOCOLATE ADDICT." the pacifist replied.

In the midst of all this, two skeletons stayed in the kitchen-the safety zone from the anxiety filled humans as they packed to move on to the capital.

"should..should we step in?" Sans asked, feeling the sans of calm in the environment. his brother, Papyrus shook his head nervously. "I THINK IT IS BEST IF WE LET THIS SORT ITSELF OUT."
"fine by me- wait is chara packing a dog in her backpack?" Sans remarked.

*time skip to an hour later*

"You know I really don't know why Sans and Papyrus seem so rattled as we were packing," Frisk said, her and Chara a good distance away from the skeleton bros home; smiling as her feet crunched on the soft white snow.

"I guess our packing skills really...rattled their bones, eh?" Chara chuckled.

"Oh my god Chara I will slap you."

"That's what you said last week~" the red-eyed child sang. This earned her a poke in the eye. "Ow my fleshy vision."

"Shut up and keep walking solide- OOOH SPIDER BAKE SALE!" Frisk squealed, pointing at a small cluster of webs with a sign on it saying "Spider bake sale, made by spiders, with spiders, for spiders! Please put 17G in the web as payment."

Chara sighed heavily. "Frisk it's made out of spider corpses. CORPSES."
"If we buy some maybe Muffet will spare us?" Frisk replied hopefully.

The spiders wiggled their feelers in nervous desire for business.

Chara rolled her eyes. "Fine, but only 2 treats. We don't have a lot of gold and I'm on genocide watch."

Frisk dashed to the webs and dropped some gold into them- scooping up a donut and a mug of spider cider. "Tell Muffet that her treats are awesome!" she whispered to a spider crawling on her sweater sleeve.
Chara poked Frisk. "Hey spider-lover, we gotta go to the Riverperson."
Frisk pouted, poking Chara back but getting up and waving at the spiders goodbye before leaving the bake sale with Chara.

*tem skip to riverside*

"...Is it possible to take off the Riverperson's hood?" Chara asked, looking at the icy stream.

"No, and I wouldn't recommend it either." Frisk replied, huddling deeper into her sweater for warmth. Chara glanced at her and chuckled. "Aww is little Frisky cold? You can take my body heat." she teased, cuddling her opposite.
"Thanks- oh there's our ride." Frisk pointed at the arriving cat-dog boat, steered by the mysterious Riverperson.

"Tra la la, where shall we go today?" the hooded monster asked.

"My bed."
"Chara..."
"I was joking."
(A/N: I can FEEL the gay vibes)
"To Waterfall, please." Frisk requested, stretching out in in backseat of the boat. Chara leaned closer to the edge of the boat, her red eyes locked onto the river.
(At this same time, a small white dog borked from Chara's backpack)
"..You know Frisk, I'm actually a bit worried about going to break the barrier." She said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Frisk raised an eyebrow questionably. "Why? It's not like we haven't done it before." she pointed out, hinting towards the resets they had done.
"But that was just you, Frisk. And although my life up at the surface was nice, I'm- wait." The ancient child suddenly snapped their head towards the pacifist.
"Frisk. Why did you climb Mt. Ebbott?"

(A/N: AND I LIVE. 3 MONTHS OF PROCRASTINATING TO MAKE THIS. THANK YOU, AND F*CKING GOOD MORNING. I love y'all.)