It's was okay. Probably. Doubt are allowed so there's nothing to worry about. Maybe.

"Ok then! Let's start nice and slow. Introducing ourselves should do the work." They lift both their index fingers. As if they were ready to guide an orchestra.

What was going on? Well. Thing's that since you were a kid, you always had trouble speaking out your mind. But in all honesty? The simple task of speak was already a big struggle for you. Fortunately, your siblings didn't have to experience that hell of yours. Well, most of them. The youngest one of the family had the same issue just like you, but unlike you, they could express what they wanted without the need of words.

So, because of this, you as well as your family (along with most of the town you lived in) decided to learn sigh language. But because you weren't forced to speak, that doesn't mean you couldn't try. And that was what you second younger sibling was trying to archive.

"Let's start with you. Try to mimic my lips, It's ok if you wanna try to pronunciate it tho." A nod was given to them followed by a thumbs up. With that big smile of them, it started. "Now follow my rhythm; 'My-name-is-Frisk.'"

You gave a glare at your sibling who where sitting by your side, noticing their lips twitch, followed by an indecisive attempt of speak. Chara made an gesture to calm them.

"Remember, it's ok if you can't." They comfort the younger one. Frisk shook their head, letting their hair swing with every move it was made. The youngest child of the humans was determined to do it.

"N..na...me" They started, their little hands holding with a strong grip to their own sweater because of the struggle. Chara almost jumping, motivate them. It was working!

"Yes, go on." Chara encouraged, trying to hide their excitement at the back of their voice. Frisk flashed a gaze at you in which you gave in response a thumbs up as support.

"N-na..mee, I-it- it'sss, Fr..fr-is...k"

Something you all could agree was that after a long time of not hearing their voice it was quite refreshing as well as nice. You pat their head in a gentle way. They did a good job despite it sounding so broken, but still, you were proud of them. After all, you understood their struggle, it wasn't easy for you either.

Frisk gave you a bright smile, rising their head up so they could see you. Chara, who was standing in front of you both, clapped at the goal. Proud intensifying within their chest.

"Great! Now's your turn. Again same rules apply on you as well." Turning at your direction you felt you heart stop for a second. Anxiety slowly climbing on you. "No pressure." They added.

You took a moment to calm yourself. Despite knowing Chara was all but patient, you where enormously grateful at them for giving you some time to breath. It wasn't long, you didn't want to bother them (even though you knew Chara was willing to give you the time you needed because they understood.) You inhaled, then exhaled. Feeling a little more at peace you finally nodded.

"Now try follow my rhythm; 'My-name-is-Kris.'"

You could feel your mouth turning dry. "N..naa...m--" Suddenly the words didn't want to come out. You could feel the words choking you. Getting stuck half way up your throat. A gentle pull in your sleeve made you break free of your static state. You turned at it, Frisk gave you a (double!) thumbs up.

It helped you in a way.

"N-na...me..'s K..kr-...is..." You murmured, so soft as well as broken. You doubt they would actually hear ir. Jeez, was that your voice? You hardly believe it. It sounded so raspy and off, but the important thing here was that you actually forgot about your own voice.

How pathetic you could be? You were supposed to be the older sibling! Or at least for now since Asriel hasn't arrived home yet. You were supposed to give the example! What on earth was that!?

You are such a disappointment. A failure of an older sibling. A horrible student. A good-for-nothing, useless being. Why are you even al--

"Perfect! That's a progress, and I'll take that." Chara's words made you look up. "Good job you both!" They cheered. Frisk stood up with a jump, raising their arms at the action. You could tell they felt proud of their achievement. You showed a little smile at that.

Frisk's small hands patted your messy hair, Chara gave you a soft gaze.

"Don't worry. There's no pressure, you don't need to get it right away anyway. You tried, you did it. That's all we need." They stated, trying to stare directly at your eyes. You found no hint of deceit.

Sometimes they acted as the older ones instead of you. And when that happened, instead of feeling bad about yourself, it was actually kind of heartwarming.

They were there for you, and you'll do your best to be good enough for them.