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[They think they should deny being like her. They don't think anyone should ever want to be like Chara. Being like Chara sounds like a death sentence.

But that would be creepy.

So would answering her question honestly, really. It'd just be a downer. "I refuse to be taken care of because I don't deserve it?" Or maybe "I think every single one of us is sort of having our own simultaneous breakdowns so I don't think it would be fair to ask to be taken care of?" How about "I'd rather be dead than be a burden?" Yeah, okay, sure. Way to be dramatic. You sound like such an angsty 12-year-old, Chara. Jeez.

Maybe the happiest answer is just... silence, right? If you can't say something nice, don't say anything at all.]

Asgore's hair is long too. I used to think about growing mine out, but I wasn't around long enough for it to ever happen.

What's your natural colour?

[Max is actually kind of sure that, if she were ten or eleven, she'd think Chara is cool and independent. The way she'd seen Chloe. Maybe they wouldn't be too similar, but they would've gotten along.]

Black. Can you imagine me with black hair :/

You have time now! Maybe you should dye it red, like your eyes. I can show you how? [Just because it'd be cool, not because it's scary or anything. God what is she even- this is so ridiculous. She tries to imagine dying Chara's hair and has to stop herself from freaking out.

And she does notice how Chara didn't respond to her earlier question.]

I cant remember if you like or hate pie

I think black hair would look cool.

...So would red, actually. Do you think I would get in trouble if I dyed it? I hope I get in trouble.

[It... sounds a little... interesting. Fun, maybe. Changing a fundamental thing about themselves, just because they can. Nobody'd mistake Frisk for them if they had bright red hair!]

I like pie. I just won't bake it myself.

No I dont think youd get in trouble! I wouldn't offer if I did.

But it'll be cool, right? Surprise Frisk or something.

Boy, I'd bet they'd be surprised! Think they'd end up trying to dye theirs to match?

Maybe but it'd look better on you :)

Hey knock knock. I brought you some pie.

[Yup she's totally standing outside their door and not knocking because she texted knock knock. She doesn't plan to stay long- just a minute to drop off the food, give Chara a quick look over, and leave.]

[It takes a second for Chara to stumble out of bed and shamble to the door. They're... really not looking their best. Not sick, not really, not anymore, but there are dark circles under their eyes and their cheeks aren't looking so rosy and their hair has a distinctly not-yet-brushed look to it.

It's definitely a "it's probably like 2pm and I still have not gotten out of bed" sort of look. Very stylish.

They open the door, and sort of... stare. Look halfway between sheepish and bewildered.]

Max. I... um, I didn't think anyone would actually visit. You didn't have to...

[They scratch their arm, blush a little. Don't seem to know what to do with unexpected kindness at all.]

You actually brought pie.

[Max is looking pretty sheepish herself. She had the kitchen cough up an entire pie, and of course she brought the whole thing as though a kid could finish it by themself.]

It's nothing. I hope you like blueberry. Don't worry, I didn't cook it, so it's probably safe to eat.

[As she says it, she takes in Chara's appearance. Definitely not good. Especially for a kid... God, they should be out making a mess or something.]

Uhh. Here. [She holds out the pie.] That'll be five dollars and fifty cents.

You're charging me?

[They raise their eyebrows, laugh a little bit.]

Remind me. What kind of currency are we using in Wonderland? Gold? Euros? Heads of cattle? I think I've got a few dog treats somewhere in one of these drawers.

[Chara just goes ahead and takes the pie. Their pie now. They're gonna eat the entire thing.

Maybe not the entire thing. But pretty close.]

[Max laughs along, and lets Chara take the pie without any objection. Good. That's the Chara she knows. And they're going to eat it.

She honestly feels like she helped... and that makes her smile.]

Anyway I'm off. Lemme know whenever you want flaming red hair, okay? [No, not literally flaming, Chara.] And share the pie with Frisk if they come around.

I will. We share everything.

[Funny how true that's become. They share so much more now than they ever did back when they had to share a body with Frisk. They cradle the pie like it's fragile, take a step back into their room.]

Max...

[They clear their throat. Avert their eyes.]

Thanks. I'll - I'll name a Pokemon after you.

[Max pauses halfway between turning to leave and looks at Chara with obvious surprise. That's... hard to react to. She feels her face wanting to break into a big and easy smile, but it's drowned out by all the awkwardness.

Chara's own step backward is mirrored as Max takes a step back into the hallway and rubs her cheekbone with a fingertip.]

Y-yeah, sure. Just... nothing fairy type, okay? And if it's a Magikarp you better evolve it.

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