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Frisk was known for asking too many questions. The questions weren’t typically educational, either. They were usually personal or even philosophical.
“If atoms make up everything, does that mean they make up hopes and dreams?”
“If God is real, how did He come to exist?”
“Do I have any grandparents, Papa Asgore?”
“How long did the previous humans stay with you, Mama?”
The questions were next-to-never-ending. The fourteen-year-old seemed to never be satisfied with the knowledge they had. They were known to eavesdrop, snoop around people’s things, ask so many questions ones brain would begin to melt.
Most people tried to gently push them to find answers elsewhere. Sometimes, when their questions got a little too invasive, they got a gentle scolding.
One person, however, never seemed to have an issue with their questioning. In fact, he would sit with them for hours upon hours, asking questions back and forth, and both trying their best to answer one another.
His name? MK. Also known by many as “Monster Kid,” though Frisk knew their true full name is “Mikid” or “Mike.” But they were best known as MK, by friends and family alike.
One day, while having a question-session (as MK had lovingly decided to title it), Frisk slipped out with a question they immediately regretted.
“Why don’t I ever see your parents?”
Frisk didn’t even want to ask it, honestly. They were scared of the answer they may have received; scared that, like them, MK also lived a life of fear under their parents’ shadows.
But he didn’t miss a beat, answering as soon as the question came off Frisk’s lips. Their voice was a bit sad with the answer, though.
“My parents are like, way busy, yo! They’d love to meet you though, haha!”
And that’s when the topic became main conversation.
“Where are they? Why are they busy?” Frisk followed up, leaning in on MK’s shoulder, in an attempt to lessen their sadness, to which he leaned against them in return. Both the kids blushed at the contact, and MK cleared their throat before their next answer.
“My dad is like, super cool! He’s a doctor, haha!”
Frisk couldn’t help the smile that swept over their face at that response. Being a doctor was something Celest proudly announced she wanted to do when she was a kid. Frisk still hoped, that somewhere in Celest’s mind, that dream wasn’t forgotten.
“That’s really cool!”
“Yo, I know! And my mom, she does construction! Shes been even more busy than we were underground! Way more houses to make, haha!”
“They both sound really nice!” Frisk exclaimed, pulling MK into a tight hug, “Are you cool cuz you got their cool-genes, or is that all you?
MK turned bright red, their tail furiously flicking around in excitement and flusterment, “Haha, yooo, its all me!! I’m way cooler than my parents! No offense to them, haha!”
Frisk laughed and planted kisses all over his face, avoiding only his lips, as they responded heartily “Hell yeah! You’re a cool little dracan, always protecting lil-ol-princess me~!”
They growled in response, huffing out a little bit of fire, “Yeah!! I’ll protect ya from anything, dude!”
They both laughed, collapsing into the grass together. His tail wrapped around their waist, and Frisk settled their head into MK’s chest.
“Do you wish they were around more?”
MK sighed, shrugging, “Yo, I don’t know. I just miss em sometimes. They used to be around a lot, now they just aren’t, y’know?”
Frisk understood that feeling. They could still remember when Celest was home on a daily basis, always to watch over them, day and night, protecting them from all dangers…and they could remember the day she began to fade away at night, little by little, until Frisk was left hopeless in the dark hours, prey to the predators roaming the place they were supposed to see as “home.”
“Yeah…I think I understand. If you’re ever feeling lonely at home, you can come stay at mine, okay? You’re always welcome to come hang with me.”
MK blushed and looked aside, “Yo, that’s really uh, cool. I’ll definitely do that, haha. Make sure Mrs Toriel has enough pie for me, alright?”
Frisk chuckled, “Of course! I’ve always got your back, dude.”
“Haha, yeah! We’re like, a duo!”
‘A couple,’ Frisk wanted to say, but they didn’t have the confidence to say it yet. They didn’t want to risk the rejection that so often tagged along with a statement like that. Besides, MK as a friend was more than they felt they deserved anyways. He was just…so cool. Too cool for them.
Silence fell between the two, as the sky turned orange, and the sun grew low. It wasn’t until
Frisk was about to ask MK if they had to go home, that they realized he had fallen asleep. Of course, Frisk wouldn’t wake them. Frisk simply stood up, before gently lifting them into their arms, and beginning the walk to his house.
They would always carry him home, if they so needed it.
So, we decided to start making posts about what songs best fit each characters in the DH universe. So, we’re starting with Celest Meskur, Frisk’s sister!
These songs should help you understand her character better. This playlist is in no particular order, btw.
Her personal songs:
She Used To Be Mine (Sara Bareilles)
The Monster / Wake Me Up (Megan Davies)
Show Yourself (Idina Menzel)
Her songs about her relationships with other people:
Praying (Kesha) -her song to her bio parents-
You Are The Reason (Calum Scott) -her song to Frisk-
