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A tall skeleton creature loomed up over the small child. The hollowed out eye-sockets of his skull held two small glowing white dots that seemed to be trying to nail down the girl with the intensity of his gaze. His plaster armor giving him a more broad appearance as he towered over her. His teeth parted and a sort of cackling sound exited his mouth, as if he was planning something completely diabolical.

"Now is your time, human child!" He said as he reached down to the checkers board, picking up on of the red pieces and jumping over the boarding black piece. "Take that!" He said proudly, sitting up straight and crossing his arms as he laughed.

The little girl tilted her head. Her slightly open mouth gave her face a blank or perhaps puzzled expression. It was hard to tell since she never seemed to open her eyes. It was that fact and the shoulder length chocolate brown hair that framed the girl's face which gave her the 'eternal sleeping baby face', starting up the rumor among the monsters of the Underground, that the child was the product of some kind of sinister conspiracy of humans to weaponize cuteness into a form that could be deployed against them to quell any resistance. Even the stripped blue and purple sweater she wore seemed designed to be irresistibly cute.

But after a moment of considering the playing field, the girl smiled a smile that could produce rainbows if there was enough water drops in the air, as she reached forward and took one of her own piece, jumping over four of the skeleton's in order to land on the back line. "Queen me!"

"What!? No!" The skeleton cried out as he realized his mistake.

"Oh... And just like that, Frisk's lead JUMPS ahead by another three pieces as the Great Papyrus's forces are being trimmed to the BONE." A small goat boy in a green and yellow stripped sweater chuckled at the skeleton's expense.

"Yes, it is a sad day for monsters, for it seems that the Checkers Queen's reign of tyranny will remain unCHECKED. With every passing move, Papyrus just keeps digging himself deeper into this GRAVE." A second skeleton added, one much shorter and wider than Papyrus, wearing a baggy blue jacket over a plain white shirt and a pair of boxers.

Papyrus's head fell down to the table and he covered it with his red mittened hands as the other two monsters chuckled. "Please... make it stop... no more puns."

"Maybe we should play a different game. One all for of us can play." The goat boy, Asriel suggested. "How about a card game? Hearts, maybe?"

"Hows about jenga." Sans, the second skeleton said, holding up the box of straight wooden pieces.

"Connect four?" Papyus said with a tilt of the head as he looked up from his mittens.

"Papyus, that isn't a four player game." Asriel said, shaking his head so that his floppy ears flapped about.

"But then why is there a four in the name?"

Frisk just kept smiling as the monsters argued about what game they should play.

To most, this scene would have seemed strange beyond words, creatures from most people's nightmares playing board games with a small child. But this was Frisk's life. The only sounds being laughter, giggles and some playful shout as they acted out roles for their own amusement. The snug living room that they played in could hardly be considered dark or spooky.

The monsters were her friends, ones she had decided to spend her life with. So close as to be considered family even.

"Things sure all lively in here, but I'm afraid that the children's bedtime is coming up." Toriel said as she entered the room from the kitchen area, wiping her hands on a deep blue apron she wore whenever she was baking, the smell of her famous butterscotch bake goods following her from the kitchen.

Asriel's mother was also a goat monster, though where her child was rather clumsy and awkward, she held herself with the sort of grace that one would expect of a former queen.

Toriel had found Frisk right after the human child had fell down from the surface world and had promptly adopted the little girl. They had parted for a short while, when Frisk had decided to explore the Underground on her grand adventure, but they had reunited before the end and Frisk had returned with Asriel to Toriel's cosy little home near the ruins of the once proud castle.

"Alright right Ms. T. Thank's for having us. Sorry for any trouble." Sans said, jumping down from his chair and sticking his hands in his jacket pockets.

"It's been no trouble at all. It's always wonderful to have you boys around, feel free to come back at any time." Toriel said giving them her usual warm smile. The one she gave everyone... expect her ex-husband who she still hadn't quite forgiven for his past actions, though old King Asgore often begs her on hands and knees to come back. "Would to two of you like some cookies before you go? Or perhaps I can give them to you to take with you, since they are a little hot to eat right now."

Sans looked to his younger, but taller brother Papyus, noticing the away that the boy's bones were staking at the thought of the cookies. Sans doubted they would manage to get all the way to Snowdin before the cookies would be gone. "I think we could snatch one or two before we leave. Something to warm up our BONES before we go." He said, earning a slight cringe from Papyus at the pun.

Just before leaving, Sans turned to Frisk, reaching out to ruffle her hair with one hand. "You be good now, you hear." He said, somehow managing to wink, even without eyelids. Though his words weren't for Frisk. His eyes hovered over to a small shadow in the room, on in the shape of a human child.

Frisk felt the heart shaped locket around her neck felt warm, it told her that her 'partner' felt a surge of determination. It let her know that Chara really wanted to smash that smug look off the skeleton's face. The shadow became more distinct, though only Sans and Frisk seemed able to see it.

Chara looked a lot like Frisk, them both being human girl of around the same age, though Chara's hair was a sandy shade of brown while Frisks was a chocolate. Her skin had been paler and her more than frustrated eyes were bright ruby jewels that glared over at Sans, telling the Judge to back off.

Frisk giggled a bit as she hand went around the locket as she nodded her head in confirmation that the two of them would be good.

"Come on Sans! I want to get home before Mettaton's show comes on!" Papyus said, stomping his foot in frustration at the door.

"Yeah yeah, don't worry, we'll make it. I know a short cut." Sans said, waving goodbye as he left the house.

'I hate those guys.' Chara grumbled angrily.

Night time came, which in the Underground really just meant that people turned off the lights. Frisk was fast asleep in bed... or Chara thought she was. Hard to tell when someone never opened their eyes.

The ghost of the first child simply hovered around. Things had became rather weird for the spirit, so she spent most of her time just thinking about them.

The strange thing was that the first child felt content. Not overjoyed, but content. Living a life along side Frisk, being with Asriel and Toriel. It was nice. It reminded her of happy times.

Contrary to popular belief, Chara didn't really hate monsters... mostly... there was those idiot skeletons, but that was the exception more than the rule. She just didn't care for monsters... again mostly... though this time the exceptions would be Toriel and Asriel who she viewed as family.

The real problem she had, the thing she hated more than anything else, was humans. She had deep scars upon her SOUL itself from her experiences with humans. Memories of the torment she had endured in the surface world before she throw herself from the mountain top in an attempt to end it all, only to find herself in the Underground among the monsters.

At one point in time, she had hated humans so much as to be willing to give her own life to see them all destroyed.

But after having been bounded to Frisk for some time, Chara was coming around to the idea that maybe, just maybe, not all humans were as selfish and cruel as she had once thought. Maybe their world didn't need to be destroyed.

It was unlikely, but still possible. And it was good enough for Chara to let Frisk just stick around in the underground, not using the all but unstable power that they could wield together. As long as Chara never had to see any other humans, she was... happy...ish.

Chara glanced around when she noticed Frisk suddenly sitting up in her bed. 'Go back to sleep, its only been a couple of hours. Mom won't like it if she finds you out of bed.' Chara said in her all but innocent voice, giving Frisk one of her sideways smiles.

"Chara... you hear that?" Frisk asked slowly.

Chara blinked, wondering what Frisk was talking about, but then she heard something. Then she heard it again, and again. 'I, Loui..e Fra...oise Le Bl... de ... Vallière, in th.. n...e of the gr...t Five Pen...on Powers, foll...ing m.. fate, ...mon a f...liar.' She couldn't make out the words, but they were there. Then after about four repetitions, a sort of green bubble started to form in the corner of the room.

It started as only a flicker, but grew into a oval large enough for Frisk to easily walk through. A strange force of the SOUL was coming from the light.

Then, one final word passed through the air, clear and crisp, though soft as a feather. "Please..."

Without a word, Frisk got up out of bed and started to move towards the portal.

'Hey! Where do you think your going!? You have no idea what that thing is!' Chara shouted at Frisk, going though random portals was generally not such a bright idea.

Frisk turned to Chara with her usual blank expression and tilted her head. "But Chara... they said 'please'." The innocent girl said simply.

For a half a second, Chara had nothing to say to the childish argument, but then she burst into a series of giggles. 'I suppose things have been a little tiring around here. Fine, lets do it, partner.' Chara said with a grin. 'But don't blame me when mom gets mad at you.'

Chara didn't really care too much. They would just pop up somewhere in the underground and have a short little adventure. Might even be some 'fun' to be had if some of the monsters don't want to listen to Frisk's brand of reason.

So as Frisk walked through the green portal Chara was right by her... in spirit of course.

The first thing the two fallen girls noticed as they passed through the gate was that it was bright... really bright!

Frisk had to cover her already closed eyes, trying to keep out as much of the light as possible as she adjusted. But Chara, not really having a body at the moment just stood there, dumb struck.

The sun shown high above them... and they were standing in the middle of a large grassy field inside of some castle like walls... and there were humans...

Chara gave out a scream of pure rage that no one but Frisk would ever hear.

'Why did it have to be humans!?'

Louise held her breath after finishing reciting the incantation to summon her familiar, the being that would be bound to her for life. The dark green oval appearing more slowly than with the other students. Was that a bad thing? It certainly felt like it was going to give the girl a heart attack.

She was more than a little afraid that at any moment the half formed portal was going to explode just like every other spell she tried. It would be horrible, possible the worst thing that had ever happened to her if it did.

With every mistake she made, she just became more determined to keep going, sure that sooner or later her hard work would pay off and that all her past mistakes would be forgotten in the glory she would earn for herself. But if this spell, the Familiar Summoning Ritual failed, she wouldn't be able to erase that. She would have to go through her life without a familiar, a permanent brand of failure.

She could already hear them whispering about it in the crowd that filled the courtyard. Her classmates, each voicing their opinion, mostly the same opinion. Saying that Louise the Zero would fail once again. She could hear their laughter, they hardly tried to hid it. She hated it, having to stand their in front of them as they laughed at her.

She didn't care what she summoned. Sure she would like to get something impressive that would stop the other kids from laughing at her, like a dragon or a griffon, or a manticore like her mother's, but she would settle for a rat. As long as it was something.

As the oval portal became more and more stable, Louise swallowed hard, closing her eyes and giving a little prayer. "Please... please come."

Five whole seconds passed, but if felt like an eternity. Then, a shadow appeared on the surface of the portal. Louise's hair leapt as something started to emerge from the portal, but when she finally saw what it was, she froze in shock.

A small child, one who could have only been seven or eight years old walked out of the bright green portal, one arm held up in front of their face. At first, Louise couldn't even tell if it was a boy or a girl. The large blue and purple sweater she was wearing wasn't really a common sight, so it didn't help her, neither did the shoulder length brown hair that seemed to be in a style that could have been either gender.

It wasn't until the child spoke and she heard the sweet little voice that she realized it was a girl. "What's wrong, Chara?" The girl said, though Louise had no idea what that meant. But then, the girl lowered her arm to reveal a cute little face. Her mouth dropped open and her eyebrows went up as she started to turn her head from side to side. It gave the impression that she was looking around herself in astonishment, though her eyes never seemed to open. "The surface?"

Whispers were starting to go through the gathered students, a little more hurriedly than before after the little development. Louise had summoned a commoner to act as her familiar. Some of them laughed, saying that it was fitting. After all, a mage's familiar was supposed to represent what type of magic they could do. Louise the Zero got a commoner, a being incapable of magic, elementless.

"I've never heard of anyone summoning a human child before." Professor Colbert said, scratching at his chin, a more puzzled than concerned expression on his face. The balding middle aged instructor really ever judged anything on first glances. Something to do with being a researcher, so he wasn't one of the people who was thinking about this proving Louise's hopelessness again.

Louise didn't know what to do. Surely should couldn't use a child as her familiar. Turning to the professor, she started to try to recover from the situation. "No, this can't be right. Please, Professor Colbert, just let me try the ritual again. I'm sure I'll get it right this time."

"Absolutely not." Professor Colbert said, eyes widening, as if the very idea was unthinkable. "The Familiar Summoning Ritual is a sacred passage. To simply do it over would be an act of blasphemy against our founder himself. Like it or not, this child is your familiar."

"But... that can't be." Louise said turning back to the child. She nearly jumped out of her skin when she found that the little girl had moved up right in front of her.

"You were calling, right?" The little girl said, tilting her head as she looked up at Louise. It was so strange for the short pink haired girl to have someone actually looking up at someone, but this child only came up to her chest.

Louise blinked at the girl, not sure what to say. "I... I summoned you... I summoned you to be my familiar." Louise said, trying to stand tall. The girl looked so cute, looking up at her with that sleeping baby face. It was making Louise have a hard time forming coherent thoughts.

Leaning back, she looked down at the small child that she was going to be bonded with for the rest of their natural lives. The one who would be the symbol of her magic, a tiny, defenseless little girl. Louise wanted to feel bitter about it, but that face was hard to get angry at.

"Familiar?" The girl said in a puzzled voice.

"Y... yes." Louise said, swallowing hard. "I have to finish the ritual now. Ok?"

"Hmm... 'Kay." The girl said, giving a wide smile, though she clearly didn't understand what was going on.

Taking in a deep breath, Louise pointed her wand out in front of her towards the child. "My name is Louise Françoise le Blanc de la Vallière. Pentagon of the five elemental powers; bless this humble being, and make her my familiar." Louise said before leaning forward and brushing a bit of the girl's hair in order to part a spot on her forehead. Then, she planted a kiss on the small girl's forehead.

The child giggled a little at the touch. Louise felt a small pang of guilt, knowing what was going to happen next.

It started rather quickly, unlike with the forming of the portal. The girl's smile slide off of her face as she started to gasp from the pain. Steam started to rise up out of her hands and the runes of a familiar were being burned into her from the inside out. Louise had to close her eyes as the child fell to her knees.

"I'm sorry. Just hold on. It will be over in a moment." Louise said, trying to sound comforting, but her voice came across rather unshaken, and her body language was still that of a noble. More aloof than caring.

"Your body is learning to accept Ms. Vallière magic. It should only take a few seconds." Professor Colbert said in a matter of fact manner as he walked forward to stand next to Louise, but as the process continued, his eyes widened in surprise. On both the child's right and left hands glowed sets of bright red runes. "Two sets..." He mumbled, narrowing his eyes. At first, he thought it was two sets of the same runes, but as he stared, he noticed that the first two runes in each set of seven was different, though otherwise they matched perfectly.

The symbols themselves were in an odd order that the teacher had never seen before. He bent over, reaching out to take one of the girl's hands in order to look more closely at the runes, but then the girl's left hand shot up, grabbing onto his wrist. The runes on the back of that hand glowed darker than the other set.

The teacher was surprised by the strength of the grip that held him. He couldn't pull away, even though he was easily more than twice the child's size.

"You think I will let you get away with hurting her?" The child said, though its voice was completely different from before, more sharp than sweet. It was still the voice of a young girl, but the effect it had was like a frightening parody of innocence.

Professor Colbert froze as the girl's head turned and he found himself looking down into ruby red eyes. A grin was spread across the child's face, adding to the look in her eyes. It was the type of look that Colbert had only ever seen in the most blood thirsty mercenaries. A look that shocked him to the core of his being.

But then the grin faded and the girl's eyes began to close. The runes on the girl's right hand shined a bit brighter as the ones on the left faded. Her left hand let go of the Professor and she placed it over her right. "It didn't hurt so bad." She said, her voice back to the sweet and soft one she had before.

Professor Colbert stumbled back, his mind still in shock from what he had seen in those few moments.

"Professor?" Louise said, causing the man to jump and turn to see his students watching. Coughing into his left hand in order to try to play off his nerves and regain some self control.

"Yes, now that everyone is done, you are dismissed. Congratulations to all." He said, forcing a smile. The normal chatter of dismissed students started up as they all started to move in their separate ways, bringing their newly summoned familiars along with them.

"You need to come with me. Understand?" Louise said to the child, seeming to have not seen what Professor Colbert had saw.

"Okay." The child said, nodding her head. As the two left, the child ran along beside her new master, holding out her arms as if she was pretending to be a dragon. The scene was so childish that it took Professor Colbert aback.

"Maybe it was just my imagination." He mumbled to himself, turning away and starting towards the principle's office to give a report on the day. But as he shifted his magic staff from his left hand to his right, he flinched. The staff fell to the ground as his right hand refused to close around it.

Lifting up the arm for inspection, the Professor's eyes widened yet again. His arm was already sporting a dark bruise in the shape of small handprint that didn't quite reach around his wrist, and he would tell just by looking at it that the bone was broken, though the pain was only now reaching his head.

Professor Colbert looked back in the direction Louise and the new familiar had gone in, but they had already entered into the dorms.

The tiny little girl had managed to break his bones with nothing but her bare hands?

This was not natural, and the teacher felt afraid for his student. He would have to look into this and find out what was going on with the child who had two sets of runes... but first he would need to go to the Tower of Water and get his arm healed... Ouch...

To my knowledge, Crafted Reality is still writing 'her' story (Sorry, even if you say on your profile you are genderless, you write like a girl (not meant to be sexist, fanguys just don't squeal like fangirls do. We can't reach those high pitches)), and anyone else is still welcome to the idea.

I wouldn't consider these to be the same story, because as many reads of this cite have seen in the past, just having the same prompt doesn't mean that they are going to be alike. Different writers bring different feels and points of view to the story.