3rd person POV
"Ughhh...where am I?" Chara groaned, rubbing their head. They looked around them and realized that they were at the skele-bros' house. Then they noticed the lack of their lover.
"Frisk? Frisk where are you! FRISK?!" Chara cried out, falling off the couch in the process.
Sans poofed in front of them. "hey kid, what's all the screaming about?"
Chara glared at him and pouted. "None of ya business..."
"kid, don't lie to me."
"Like I would ever tell you anything, C OM E D I A N."
Sans lifted up the angry child up with his magic, bringing them up to his face. "listen here, B R A T, this is my house, MY RULES. so start acting nicer, at least."
Chara squeaked. "O-okay..."
Sans softly set them back on the couch and sat next to them. "now i wanna ask you some questions."
"No."
Sans glared at them.
"Eep! C-c-carry on."
"ok. now how are you even alive? like did you steal a S O U L, perhaps?"
"Ah....wellshootlookatthetimeigottagofindmymateanddieintheriverbye!" Chara scrambled out of bed and ran to the door, but before they could leave, they were dragged back by the skeleton.
"i'm waiting."
"...I got nothing. Like I didn't want to be here, Frisk just somehow brought me back. I would rather be dead but I gotta protect that beautiful idiot."
"wait what was the last part?"
"...beautiful idiot?"
"hold up you mean you love-" Sans was cut off by the door being burst open with a happy "NYEH HEH HEH!"
Papyrus and Frisk came into the house with bags of...pasta?
"FRISKY-BITS!!!" Chara ran up to the genderless child and hugged them so tight that they dropped the groceries.
"Hey Chara. How you feeling, especially your side." Frisk asked pointing to the red-eyed child's rib.
Chara looked at their bloodied rib and suddenly became aware of the pain that they experienced during the fight. "Hah...hah...,it's fine, I can fix it."
"Fix it how?" Frisk asked.
"It's actually pretty easy. See you just go to your injury- mine is a cracked rib; and press onto it. Hard." Chara did exactly that and Frisk, Sans, and Papyrus all cringed at the sickening CRACK of the rib being snapped into place again.
"Ow... Okay, done."
"UMM...HUMAN, IS THAT NORMAL FOR OTHER HUMANS TO DO?" Papyrus asked Frisk.
"I-I don't know. Definitely not."
"....kid you have issues."
"Wha-it was just one rib! COME ON!"
"i'm going to grillby's"
"TAKE ME WITH YOU!" Frisk cried, and they both left two kids alone.
"...SPAGHETTI?"
"...ah why not. Though lemme give you some tips here."