Kris: Hey guys, I'm ordering KFC, what do you want?
Chara: Why is always KFC with you?
Frisk: You always wanna ordered KFC with us, I know you can cook.
Kris: ...
Kris: Kris, Frisk, Chara. K.F.C. Do I need to say more?
Chara: ......
Chara: Boneless chicken for me.
*Doorbell*
Both Frisk and Chara are by the door, as the two see a old teenager by the doorway.
????: Can I help you?
Chara: Em... is there by any changed that Lewis Miller live by here?
????: You mean my grandmother? Sorry but she pass away for a year now.
Chara: Oh...
Frisk: *Giving them comforted, turn to young person.* Well, are your parents home by any changed?
????: I live alone.
Chara: What? You live alone?! Where are your parents?
????: I donna. They left after monster move into town.
Frisk: They abandoned you?
????: No. I stay.
Chara: Why?
????: Why not? Monster are more friendly. For whatever reason.
Frisk: Well may we come in.
????: Sure.
The two perteen walk into the home.
Chara: Ah. Smell like home.
????: Don't sniff my home.
Chara: Eh... Sorry. Em... we didn't get your name.
????: It Kris.
Frisk: Kris eh, that a nice name.
Kris: It not.
Frisk: Well em... I'm Frisk and this is Chara.
Chara: Hey.
Kris: .....
Kris: Did your parents name you after the angel from the pack?
Chara: Em... well... em...
Kris: And aren't you the kid that move the monster into this town?
Frisk: Yes what was me.
Kris: .....
Kris: Alright. Whatever.
Chara: You are really layback Kris.
Kris: You two want something to drink. I got coke, vimto and coffee.
Frisk: I'll have a vimto.
Chara: Coke please.
The three move to kitchen, wild Kris make drink.
Kris: So why do you want to know my grandmother live here?
Frisk: Well how do we put this, Chara here knew your grandmother Lewis and just wanna to check up on her.
Kris: She never mention a kid name Chara before. Well side her little half-brother.
Chara: Did she say anything about... him?
Kris: Other then there build a angel after they find him dead, by a wild goth I think.
Kris: Her parents miss him everyday, they regret not taken care of him really well. Her step-mom the most.
Chara: I see...
Kris put down the drinks on the table.
Kris: Grandmother miss her brother really well. It why I wear this green and yellow sweater, said that it remind her of him. She even said that I look almost like him.
Frisk: They you sure have that look. If I can see you eyes over those bang.
Kris: I don't want to be him.
Frisk: Pardon?
Chara: What?
Kris: I do now want to remind of someone dead kid, I want to be my own person! I am not Chara! I don't want to be him!
Kris: Do you have any idea how hard to stand out as your own person. They see me as the angel, they think they know me! They preseed me as him. When I am not him!
Chara: Woah, Kris calm down.
Suddenly Kris wiped out a pocket knife and point it toward Chara.
Frisk: Kris, put down the knife.
Kris: That name, the way you dress yourself with green and yellow, even that red cheeks. You just like him.
Chara: I-I-I sorry. I didn't mean for them to progeted me onto you Kris!
Kris: Hah...?
Pull down the pocket knife.
Kris: Didn't your parents mole you like that Chara?
Chara: No. I am him! I'm the angel from the pack. I'm Chara Miller or was a Miller. I am your granduncle, No your grandpiblings!
Kris: What.
Frisk: Yeah, Chara was taken in by the monster, they dead, become a ghost, give half of my soul and made a clone body of them.
Kris: Okay...
Chara: Look I know it alot to take in Kris, but I am them. And I'm sorry that they try to make them become me.
Chara: And really, who would want to make someone be a mess up kid like me.
Kris: ......
Frisk: I think they wanna you to be the ideal form of them.
Kris: But they didn't ask if I want to be like them.
Kris: I want to be my own person, not a copy of them.
Chara: And I don't expect you be me, heck I starting to think that I don't want to be you Kris.
Kris: ..........
Chara: It your choice after all. It your choice that matter. Do whatever you want to be.
Kris: If I can be...
Frisk: You can be you. Like never of us, never think of your as them.
Chara: Yeah, you kinda a big sibling of mine.
Frisk: And I would want a big sibling like you Kris.
Kris: Well... *Rub is neck* If it mean to be different from you Chara. I guess I can be a big sib. Maybe babysit you guy if I could.
Chara: Hey now, we aren't baby to sit on.
Kris: Yeah. I know, sure learn that babysitting do not mean sitting on baby the hard way.
........
Chara: Yeah... that one step of not being me.