Undertale September Day 3 - Chara
“The meeting begins now,” said Chara. They were standing on a stump, with Frisk and Flowey at their feet. “Apprentices, you have completed your training. Now, you will become warriors. Little one, come forward. What is your name?”
Neither kid moved for a moment.
“I’m not that little!” Flowey whined. He scowled at Frisk, who was looking down on him and laughing. “Okay, whatever. I’m, uh, Rottenfang.”
“Technically you’d be Rottenpaw,” said Frisk. “You’re still an apprentice.”
“And I get to choose your warrior name,” said Chara. “Rottenpaw, you are now Rottenflower. Serve your clan with pride.”
Flowey opened his mouth to argue, but thought better of it. Frisk raised their hand. “My name is Starpaw, Lilystar,” they said.
“You can’t be Starpaw,” said Chara indignantly. “What if you become the leader? You would be Starstar. And that is stupid.”
“I think it’s cool,” said Frisk, crossing their arms. “But if you hate it so much, I’ll settle for Redpaw.”
“Redpaw is acceptable,” said Chara. “But now, you will be… Redsoul. Serve your clan with pride.”
Frisk laughed. “Is that the best you got? Are you roleplaying as Asgore?”
Before Chara could answer, a group of teens approached the clan, hissing. The kids who had arms mimed clawing motions.
“Ambush!” shouted Flowey.
“That’s right, losers!” Snowy tried to push Chara off the stump. They didn’t move, so he just stood in front of Chara instead. “Deathclan, the mightiest of clans, is taking you over! And I, Eaglestar, will rule over you puny kits!”
Chara put some extra gravitas in their voice as they assumed a fighting position. “We will never surrender to the likes of you, foolish one. I suggest you retreat before you feel our wrath.”
“Oh yeah?” laughed Monster Kid, who was squaring off against Frisk. “How’re you gonna win? There’s only two of you!”
“Wrong, Redsoul!” Flowey exclaimed. He encircled the group with his vines, preventing Chara and Frisk from escaping. “I betrayed you and Lilystar! I’ve been working for Deathclan all along!!”
“Wait, since when?” said Snowy.
“Since always, fools! And you never suspected a thing!!!!”
“Well, we’ve only been playing for five minutes,” said Frisk.
“Quit breaking character, Redsoul!” Chara snapped. “So, Rottenflower, you have turned on us.”
“Maybe I wouldn’t have, if you let me be Rottenfang,” said Flowey. “You’ll pay for that now!” His vines constricted, making all four kids look worried. “Surrender, idiots!!!”
“Never!!!” yelled Chara. “I summon the power of Starclan and slash the vines into pieces!” They smacked at the vines. “You have to pretend like you’re dead now, Rottenflower.”
“Haha, that’s what YOU think… Well, I actually was blessed by Starclan, so I have extra lives! I get back up!!!”
“I start emitting black smoke,” said Frisk.
“That’s not a cat thing,” said Chara.
“Ugh!!! Whatever!!! You’re all captured now, okay?” Snowy flapped his wings in frustration. “Now we’ll take you back to our hideout and keep you there forever!”
Suddenly, the bell rang. Flowey de-summoned his vines and jumped into his indoor flowerpot.
“‘Cool’ game, Chara,” said Snowy.
“I didn’t even get to do anything,” complained MK.
“We’ll continue from this point next time,” said Chara, picking up their backpack. “What name did you pick?”
“Bonepaw,” said MK, following the other kids into the school building. “Snowy made me Boneflake. It doesn’t even make any sense.”
“It doesn’t have to make sense,” said Chara.
“Then why couldn’t I be Starpaw?” said Frisk.
“The power of not letting you pick a cool name overtook me.”