...Frisk. They fumbled with their hat in their hand and their chocolate hair was all messy. "Um... y/n... I'm sorry it's so late but... I needed to ask you something..."

You yawned loudly moving out of the way to let them in. "Yeah what's up, Frisk?" You laid back on your bed grabbing a pillow.

"Did you really accept being Al's test subject?"

You shot up out of bed when they ask that. Their stare was intensely fixed on you. Fear held deep I'm their eyes as they waited for an answer.

"Y-yeah... so?"

"But the risk-"

"Frisk, I know the risks. You of all people would know why i dont care about them."

"Your memories-"

You interrupted them again standing up. "I dont want them. The horrid images of staying with them need to be erased. The only good part of my child hood was escaping to your parents', Frisk."

They stared at you in distraught. You sighed. "The only thing I have to lose is my pride and you." You patted their shoulders and lifted their head up.  "And even if that does happen you'd be constantly by me right?"

Frisk sniffles. "Y-yeah.." You gave them a hug.

"Then it'll be alright, Frisk. Now get some sleep cous." You ruffled their hair.

Frisk sighed putting their hat on. "Just be careful y/n. That much power could kill someone." They shut the door on their way out.

You plopped back onto your bed sinking into the sheets. Be careful. You rolled your eyes. You were never careful.