【自留】Fallen From Grace by V(45)

"Hey!" I say playfully, "I was watching that!" He sits up and looks at me, seeming genuinely confused.
"How were you not scared Chara?" He asks.
"I mean… it wasn't really that scary, just a few splats of ketchup here and there."
"Wow." Asriel says, still shivering, "You sound just like Dad." I feel slightly taken aback.
"Why? What do you mean?" I ask. He puts on a deep voice mimicking Asgore.
"Oh, don't worry about that," he says, "It's just a ketchup stain, nothing to worry about!" He reverts back to his own voice, "Are you even a kid?" I grit my teeth a second.