Apples Yearn For Chalk

by turnip_ranger

Summary:

Kris Dreemurr is struggling. They have been for years. The past can hurt and guilt weighs heavy. Everyone sees them the same. Apart from Susie. She sees them.

Susie Saurus is struggling. She has been for years. Her mother ignores her and she can never settle down. But now she feels like she can finally relax. Thanks to Kris. They see her.

Chapter 1: Prologue

Notes:

this is my first time ever making a full length fic! had to make it about krusie obviously but i might sprinkle in some noelle x catti stuff in there :3

this is an out of dark world sorry so apologies to anyone who wanted some heavy lore

Kris was exhausted. They had been sleeping throughout all of class, their head rested against the hard wooden desk, the only thing supporting them being a measly notebook.

They hadn’t been getting the best of sleep recently. When did they ever?

They knew class had ended long ago but Susie was still in the room, wasn’t she? They could feel her hovering over them, gentle sniffs tickling their neck. She was sniffing them. One of the more harmless things she had ever done.

After a moment, a screeching sound came from the other side of the room, although curious, they didn’t care enough to look up. It sounded like table legs scraping against the floor.

“Hey idiot.” Susie’s voice rang out.

Kris didn’t look up. They knew how bright the classroom lights would be.

“HEY IDIOT!”

Wow she was pissed. But they were so comfy.

“KRIS!”

At least now they could be sure that Susie was definitely talking to them. Not like there was anyone else in the room. Or any other idiots for that matter.

They reluctantly sat up, their neck twinging from being in such an awkward position for so long. They could feel how disgustingly exhausted they looked.

Susie scoffed and rolled her eyes, bearing her sharp, yellow teeth.

“Nice shampoo. Apple flavour, right?” Susie smirked, holding up an apple that Kris presumed to have been sitting on Alphys’ desk “Better be careful about wearing that around me.”

Kris watched as Susie bit into the apple, splitting it in half. They weren’t too impressed however, she did have a massive jaw.

“Keep smelling like apples…you might end up like this.”

They just stared at her, almost trying to get themselves to be intimidated.

“Bitten…” Susie continued, digging a claw into the flesh of the apple “In half.”

Wow, her insults have definitely been lacking recently. It almost made them laugh, the stupid smug look on her face as she chewed the apple.

There was an awkward pause.

Kris couldn’t take it anymore, snickering under their breath. Were they supposed to be threatened by this?

Susie had definitely heard them however and launched the apple in their direction.

But Kris, their hands still laying on the notebook they fell asleep on, used it to shield themselves, the apple bouncing up into the air. And then…they caught it.

Then they got an idea. Something to really piss Susie off.

They looked from Susie to the apple and took a bite out of it.

And pissed she was.

“You little!-“

Susie jumped off of the table she was perched on and ran over to Kris. She grabbed onto their hair tight, tilting their head so she could look into their eyes.

Kris could feel her nails digging into their scalp. She was getting the ball rolling now. And Kris didn’t mind. They were enthused in a twisted sort of way.

It hurt them. It’s what they deserved.

“One day, your mom’s gonna get sick of you, you little freak,” Susie growled into their ear “And as soon as that happens…”

Susie let out a bitter laugh. Kris winced.

“Someone might make you disappear. And she’ll finally realise how happy she was without you.”

She paused, as if waiting for them to react, to deny what she was saying or sob or cry or anything at all. But they didn’t say anything. Their expression barely changed.

“SAY SOMETHING YOU IDIOT!!!” Susie shouted, shaking them roughly.

Susie stood face to face with Kris, her chest heaving up and down as her heart pumped faster.

Then, they opened their mouth to speak. Their voice was hoarse like they hadn’t talked in days.

“Please…“ they mumbled “Just do it.”

Suddenly Susie’s eyes widened in horror. Kris expected her to scoff or call them a freak but they didn’t predict her looking so shocked. Her hands immediately unclasped from around their hair staggering away from them. Then, Susie sprinted out the classroom, not once looking back.

Kris just stood there, a little dazed.

She was so close, so close to opening her jaw and just ripping off their whole face. It would’ve benefited her, benefited them, benefited everyone.

Why didn’t she do it?

Notes:

thanks for reading the prologue! honestly i don’t actually think it was rlly necessary but i just wanted an excuse to write the newest girl blog thing lmao

hope you enjoy the next chapter!!

Chapter 2: The Beginning

Summary:

Kris is dreading summer. Susie breaks a shelf.

Notes:

Content warning:

• Minor blood
• Pretty self deprecating thoughts

It was 2 weeks before summer vacation. Although Kris would frequently show their dislike for school, they were dreading the summer. Originally, they were excited. Asriel was finally coming home. But what would they do once he left? They’d be burnt out, staring up at their bedroom ceiling as they wallowed in self pity. Then school would start again. They wouldn’t be well adjusted. They would spend their summer doing nothing and come back to school feeling more shitty than ever.

Kris stood outside the classroom door, preparing to go in. They opened the door to their classroom, there was always a little chatter going on before Miss Alphys came in. They walked over to their seat, trying to make sure Noelle wouldn’t notice their arrival. She was far too overly nice to them. Although, she was nice to everyone. Maybe they were overthinking things. They did that a lot.

“Hey, do you need a pencil?” Noelle Holiday’s voice rang out through the air. Nobody answered her.

Her head was turned around, facing the back of the classroom, right in Kris’s direction. Oh, she was talking to them.

They took their pencil out of their pocket, holding it up for Noelle to see before shaking their head. Noelle gave them a soft smile before turning back around.

Kris let out a breath they didn’t even realise they were holding, glad that she had finished talking to them.

It’s not that Kris didn’t like Noelle. It was just far too awkward to talk to her after everything…

After Dess…

They didn’t want to think about it right now.

They blinked and tried to escape their own thoughts for a second.

Alphys hurried into the classroom, out of breath and red in the face. Thank god for a distraction.

“S-sorry I’m late! I was just…um…missed…my bus. Yeah.”  Alphys panted, seemingly trying to make up an excuse for her students, even though she definitely didn’t owe them one.

“Anyway,” She continued, putting her bag and books down “W-we’ll just be continuing in our books from where we left off yesterday  morning. Would, um, anyone like to read out loud for everyone?”

Kris let out an annoyed sigh as they took their book out from underneath their desk. This was the question Kris had been dreading. And they knew exactly who would be the one to answer that question.

“I will gladly take up on that offer, Miss Alphys!” A snivelling voice rang out in the classroom.

Kris found Berdly to be the most irritating person in class. Maybe even the most irritating person they had ever met, often going on tangents about unrelated topics and talking very highly about himself and his “gaming skills.”

“A-hem!” Berdly said, clearing his throat and standing out of his chair.

As he opened his mouth to speak, the door slammed open, making the class go completely silent and surprising Berdly into dropping his book to the floor. He gave a glare when he noticed who was standing there.

“H-hi Susie…” Alphys mumbled nervously to the reptilian girl in the doorway.

Susie. She had been Kris’ tormenter for the past 3 months, ever since she joined their school. Her appearance was intimidating. She was twice their size, in both height and width. Her hair was like a mop on her head, covering her eyes and sticking out in all directions. Kris wasn’t exactly sure what species she was, but they believed her to be a dinosaur or maybe some sort of Komodo dragon with a giant maw and sharp, yellow teeth.

“Am I late?”

“Ohh, n-no! You’re fine!” the teacher stuttered “W-we were just, uh…continuing with our novel.”

“Great.”

Susie lingered in the doorway for a few seconds, leaving an awkward silence throughout the whole room. Eventually she made her way to her desk, her hands tucked into her pockets. Kris could hear her head bang against the desk softly. She’d often sleep through class, similarly to them. Either that or she’d subtly kick their desk all lesson. Not enough to hurt or for anyone to notice, but just enough to drive them crazy.

Kris watched as Berdly began to recover and clear his throat once more, this time actually continuing with his boring recital of the book. They picked at the skin around their nails, trying to pay attention to anything but the dull drone around them.

Suddenly they felt a pencil hit the back of their head, flinching as it did so. They didn’t even need to look round to know who it was, but they did anyway. Susie was lying down on the desk a smug smile on her face. She gave them a condescending wave, mouthing one word as she did so.

Freak.

It didn’t pack much impact anymore. She’d use it frequently. Although they’d flinch a little when the word was used by anybody else.

Kris turned back around, looking down at the book, reading ahead of where Berdly was reciting.

“O-Okay, why don’t we stop there and analyse some quotes…I’ll just need to write them on the board.” Alphys smiled, awkwardly interrupting Berdly, she went to grab something and then her face fell slightly. “Uh…has anyone seen the chalk? This is the third time it’s gone missing and… you know I have nothing else to write with.”

“Hey, there might be a box in the supply closet.” Noelle chirped. “Miss Alphys, why don’t Susie and I-“

“G-good idea, Noelle!” Alphys interrupted “Susie, s-since you came in last, why don’t you go get it for me?”

“Whatever…” Susie grumbled, getting out of her chair and sauntering over to the door, slamming it shut behind her as she left.

“And K-Kris, can you go with her and make sure she, um, actually gets it?” Alphys stuttered “And, um, stays out of trouble?”

Kris gave Miss Alphys a nod before begrudgingly standing up and out of their seat. They made their way to the door, twisting the handle and trekking down the hallway which seemed to go on forever, knowing who was waiting for them at the end of it.

They reached the supply closet, the door slightly askew before walking inside it. Everything was dark. Susie hadn’t turned the light on. At first glance, the closet seemed to go on forever. It gave Kris a weird vibe, almost like some strange kind of deja vu.

But that feeling disappeared when they turned on the light and saw Susie standing in the closet, a white powder around her mouth. Chalk? Susie had eaten the missing chalk. They looked away, pretending they hadn’t seen her.

“Oh…you’re here.” Susie grumbled “Guess Alphys didn’t trust an ass like me being here by myself, huh?”

Kris didn’t say anything, trying desperately to not look down round her mouth where the chalky powder lay. Eventually their eyes almost subconsciously moved towards her lips.

“What are you staring at, huh?” Susie spat, before wiping her mouth with her sleeve, seemingly realising the powder that stuck to it.

“Oh you think I ate that chalk, didn’t you?” she growled, walking closer to them in the cramped closet. “Great job Kris. You figured it out. You gonna snitch to Alphys?”

Susie pitched her voice up, poorly imitating Kris.

“Oh, Miss Alphys, Miss Alphys!” she mocked “Susie was eating all of the chalk! Can’t we just expel her already for damaging school property? These past months have been horrifying!”

Susie scoffed, grabbing onto Kris’ jumper with her right hand, tugging it gently. Their eyes widened. It was one thing to have Susie harass them in a room full of people and another for the two of them to be alone.

“I don’t think you’d be able to say that many words anyway.” Susie growled, her voice back to its normal, gravely tone. “You think you’re so smart, keeping your stupid mouth shut, don’t you? Well, freak, let me tell you a secret.”

She leaned her face in towards theirs before tightening the grip on their sweater, and pushing them back roughly, right into a shelf. Kris winced as the wood dug into the back of their head.

But suddenly, they began to hear the shelf creaking just above them. Susie’s eyes widened and she let go of Kris suddenly, making them sink down to the floor.

CRASH!

The whole shelf just fell from the impact, landing directly onto Kris, making them shriek out in surprise.

“Oh, shit!” Susie gasped, staggering backwards.

Everything that had sat on the shelf previously was now scattered on the floor, a few dusty mugs shattered, pencils had fallen out of pencil pots and a box of chalk, contents of which had been completely emptied. Kris winced, standing up and out of the pile of rubble. Their neck really hurt. So they went to rub it with their hand.

It was wet. They look down at their hand. It was covered in a small layer of blood. On the floor was a shard of ceramic, also coloured the same shade as red as their hand. One of the mugs must’ve fallen on their neck. They wiped their soaked hand against their sweater and went to pick up all the tiny pieces of chalk with their other hand.

Kris looked over at Susie from the floor. She actually looked pretty anxious at the sight of the broken shelf, fidgeting with her fingers.

“Fuck, what are we gonna do?” she muttered, more to herself than to Kris “I’m gonna get in so much shit for this.”

Then her expression hardened, her voice going quiet.

“Kris. You’re gonna give me the chalk, go to the bathroom and clean yourself up while I go back to class and you’re gonna tell no one about this, got it? Especially not your mom. They don’t have to know it was us. Could’ve been anyone. Nobody looks in this stupid closet anyway.”

Kris nodded, passing the box of chalk to Susie who impolitely snatched it off of them.

Susie turned off the light and the two walked out of the supply closet, Susie marching off to class while Kris walked in the direction of the disabled toilet. They locked the door behind them staring at their neck, coated in blood. It wasn’t too bad, not hitting any large veins but it was definitely still sore. They pulled out a bunch of paper towels out of the dispenser, pressing them to their neck.

They thought about the look on Susie’s face after the shelf had fallen down. She didn’t just look surprised, she looked anxious, afraid even. Maybe she was anxious of getting in trouble. Afraid of being expelled. Kris pitied her in some strange sense. They weren’t too sure why. Susie was a bully, she’d push them in the hallways, call them a freak and threaten to bite their face off. Maybe that’s why they pitied her.

Kris knew that if the two left it, Susie would be blamed once it was eventually found. There was no-one else in school that had a violent nature similar to Susie’s. She’d probably be expelled. She was this close as it is. The thought of this made Kris upset. Honestly, they liked having Susie around.

She was there to remind them every day of what they truly were and how everyone really thought of them.

Kris pulled the blood soaked paper towels off of their neck and watched as the blood slowly disappeared, leaving just red stained skin behind. They threw them in the trash and unlocked the door, heading in the direction of the classroom where their mother was teaching.

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Susie was in the principal’s office, alone with Ms Toriel. About 30 minutes after the whole shelf incident, she had dropped by her classroom to come talk to her privately. Kris hadn’t come back to class after they went to the bathroom. At first she assumed that they had been cleaning off blood or searching around for plasters or something. But now she knew that Kris had snitched on her and went crying to their mom.

“I didn’t do it.” Susie mumbled, leaning back in her chair, her arms folded.

“Yes, I’m aware, Susie,” Toriel replied, her hands resting on her desk “I’m just here to check you’re alright. Kris told me everything already.”

Susie blinked in surprise. Were they talking about the same thing?

“Although I thought what they did was a little stupid, I’m glad they were honest with me.” Toriel continued “That’s not to say they’re going without punishment. They’re fixing the shelf as we speak.”

Oh this was about the shelf. Then why was Toriel’s idea of what had happened so different?

“And Kris told you…?”

“Kris told me that Miss Alphys had sent you out to grab chalk in the supply closet and that they had climbed on top of the shelves to reach it. It came crashing down of course.” Toriel replied before raising an eyebrow “Unless that’s not what happened?”

Susie was so confused. Why on earth would Kris lie? If she were Kris being tormented she would’ve been happy to see herself expelled. But they must’ve lied for a reason, maybe they were planning something. Or maybe they were sucking up to her. Neither option really sounded like Kris.

She wasn’t smart enough to figure anything out.

“No, no, that’s what happened.” Susie lied, mumbling slightly. “I was just wondering if Kris had told the truth about it, y’know?”

Toriel nodded.

“And you’re okay, yes?” she asked “I brought you in here to make sure you didn’t have any injuries like Kris did.”

“No, ma’am.”

Ma’am? Why would she call Toriel ma’am? What a gross suck up.

“That’s good.” Toriel smiled gently. “You should get back to class.”

Susie stood up out of her chair, giving Toriel a nod as she looked down at her feet.

“Yes, I will.”

God, she probably looks so pathetic right now. She should lean over and kiss Toriel’s ass just for good measure.

Susie hurried out of the office and in the direction of the supply closet where inside Kris was using a screwdriver to fix the shelf that had fallen. She grabbed onto their shoulder, spinning them around.

“What kind of game do you think you’re playing?” She growled “You didn’t need to suck up to me, idiot! Why would you lie?”

This was better. Now she was acting strong.

But Kris just gave her a shrug and went back to fixing the shelf.

Susie let out an irritated sigh and let go of their shoulder, turning around to move.

“Y’know, if you wanted me to lay off a little, you could have just said,” she grumbled “I don’t need you playing the hero for me.”

“I don’t think you should be expelled.”

Susie turned back around.

“W-what?” she spluttered.

This was the second time she had ever heard Kris speak. And both of the times were to talk to her? Honestly she wished they would talk more. It would make them much less of a freak. And she sort of liked the sound of it.

What the fuck? Why was she thinking such disgusting things? Such a weirdo.

“If you’re gonna, do what you do…” Kris said, the quiet mumbling in their voice definitely showing “…just keep quiet about it and you’ll probably be fine.”

“Tch, whatever.” she muttered, making her way to the doorway without looking back again.

She couldn’t understand why but for some reason, she felt bad. Really bad.

Susie closed the door behind her.

Notes:

thanks for reading the first official chapter! honestly i’m quite excited for next chapter as its gonna be a lot more susie focused!

enjoy the next chapter!

Chapter 3: Just a House

Summary:

Kris dreams of being the favourite child. Susie is shown a magic trick.

Notes:

Content warning:

• Intoxication
• Child neglect
• Minor sexual innuendo

Kris was sitting in their mother’s car, on their way back from school. Their mother always drove really slow.

“Are you wanting to visit your father today?” asked Toriel.

Kris shook their head. They were planning on visiting their father on Friday. It was sort of like their ritual they’d carry out every week. On Fridays, them and their Dad would plant some new flowers in his shop, after thirty minutes they’d stop for tea before their Dad took them out to the diner. They’d always order a chocolate ice cream topped with hot fudge and desiccated coconut.

It was always the same and that’s what made it nice. It gave them some routine in their painfully boring life.

Toriel parked outside of her house, opening the car door for her child.

“Now, I’m not exactly sure how else I am to punish you for breaking that shelf,” She sighed, pulling her keys out of her purse to unlock the front door. “Originally I was going to ground you but it’s not like you leave your room most days anyway. Honestly Kris, you should know better.”

Kris didn’t think they did know better. It sounds like something they would’ve done, especially when they were younger. Maybe they would’ve climbed that shelf if they were the only one in the supply closet.

“You’ll go to bed early tonight,” Toriel said, as she took her shoes off in the doorway. “Maybe tomorrow night as well. I’ll be taking your phone off of you too.”

Their mom held her hand out expectantly so Kris took their phone out of their pocket and handed it to their mother.

Kris walked out of the living room and up the stairs to their bedroom. They walked to their bed, lying on their side, staring at the trophies, certificates and decorations on their brother’s side of the room. It looked so beautiful and colourful compared to their side. Their side…

…just looked grey. Depressing. Empty.

They had always known that Asriel was the favourite child, even when they were a kid. Asriel would do better in tests, go to after school clubs and would sing in church. Kris used to perform in church too but when Asriel left they stopped going. Asriel was better anyway.  Kris would shout the lyrics instead of sing them, and when told to quiet down they would mumble. There was no in between. With Asriel however, Father Alvin would always ask him to sing solo, his youthful, high voice always echoing beautifully in the empty room. Even when his voice deepened at 14, he still sounded angelic, turning into a gorgeous sounding baritone.

Around this time was when Kris asked to play piano at services instead. No-one outside of their family even noticed, apart from Noelle who told them they should perform more.

Meanwhile Asriel of course was showered with praise. Kris never blamed him though. He was smart, funny, caring and kind. Anything you could want in a child. But Kris was stupid, antisocial, distant and irritating. The only thing they were good at was piano. Everyone knew that. Some talents are supposed to remain a secret so when you unveil them to everyone else you’re constantly reminded of how incredible you are. But how can you have that while you’re good at one thing? Everyone sees you perform once and they get bored after you tell them you don’t have anything else to offer.

Not only did Asirel have everything, he just fit in. He was a monster. Kris was a human. They didn’t fit in. It felt like their whole life, everyone was always trying to be overly nice with them, like they were treading on eggshells with every word they uttered. It was sickening. They knew they would never be their parents' child because they were human. Not only that but they were Kris. Weak, pathetic Kris.

They sometimes wondered what it would be like to be like Asriel. They got up out of their bed, and lay in his. They closed their eyes. It was warm.

 

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Susie took off her coat for the first time in a while. It was getting far too hot outside. She tied it round her waist and made her way from school without a backpack. She tried to ignore the small children outside of the school gates being picked up by smiling parents.

“Dad, stop it!” She heard a little rabbit girl cry as her father wiped stains off of her cheeks while her older sister giggled “You’re so annoying!”

Susie held her head down low as she walked through the huddle of kids and guardians. Her apartment wasn’t too far away from the school. She didn’t have much to walk.

The girl reached the red front door of her complex and opened the door. The lock was broken and the landlord hadn’t bothered to fix it. She scaled up the stairs, a growing sense of dread within her. When she reached her floor, she could hear music playing from the inside of her house. She groaned. It was 3:45 on a Tuesday for god’s sake. She took a breath and opened the door.

The loud music swirled around Susie as she saw her mother perched on the couch. She knew that she was intoxicated purely from the outfit she was wearing. A dark blue corset top paired with pyjama pants. Today in the replacement of her father was a man she had never seen before. It wasn’t hard to figure out what they’d been up to considering the red smeared around his mouth. They were giggling and laughing hysterically before the woman noticed her daughter in the doorway. The man sitting next to her tilted his glasses as downward as if to inspect the girl.

“Jen, Is this your daughter?” he asked. He was much more sober than her mother.

“Oh yes!” The woman exclaimed, standing up and stumbling slightly as she walked over to her child, wrapping her arms around her.

Susie felt uncomfortable. It was already boiling outside and the added warmth of her mother’s sweaty, drunken embraces made her want to crawl out of her skin. She began to grit her teeth.

“This is Suzanne,” Jenna mused, her voice slurring “My beautiful little Susie.”

“I can definitely see where she gets her looks from.”

Susie recoiled at the man’s words. She crawled out of her mother’s grip and looked down at the floor, her expression not wavering. Not even her mother could let her feel weak. She was strong.

Jenna picked up the vodka off of the table, holding it out for her underage daughter.

“Here, you can have some if you want sweetheart…” she muttered, a lazy smile on her face as her eyes unfocused.

Susie shook her head rapidly, pushing her mother’s outstretched hands away.

“No, mom, I’m alright….” she mumbled, pushing past her and into the kitchen.

Susie was starving. She hadn’t eaten anything since yesterday morning. But it never bothered her. She didn’t let it bother her. She was tough. She could probably go weeks without eating if she tried.

The fridge was empty apart from a jar of mustard and a six pack of beer. There wasn’t anything in the cupboards. She didn’t need to check, Susie already knew there wasn’t.

“Mom, I’m hungry.” Susie called out through the doorway.

She frowned when she noticed her mother sitting on the lap of this stranger, making out with him.

Her mom didn’t hear her due to the music blaring so loud. Susie’s eye twitched.

“Mom!”

Jenna stopped her disgustingly passionate kissing to turn around to look at her daughter.

“What is it sweetheart?” she smiled almost giddily.

“Um, there’s no food.”

The man under her mother gave Susie a frown, it almost felt patronising. She tried not to sneer at him.

“Oh, you poor girl.” he said before taking his wallet out of his pocket, struggling slightly due to the weight on top of him. He ushered Susie towards him and when she walked over, he slapped a 5 dollar bill in her hand.

“For you sweetheart. Don’t spend it all on junk.” he said with a wink.

“Umm…thanks.” she muttered, taking the cash from the man and walking towards the doorway. She didn’t look back at him as opened and closed the front door.

“Perv.” she muttered under her breath.

After she trekked down the stairwell and eventually made her way outside, she let out an irritated sigh. Her mom just wouldn’t stop, would she?

She’d been doing this for two years. Drinking, bringing home strangers, being the stranger brought home. The latter was definitely the better option. It meant that she didn't need to face her mother hungover the next morning. Sometimes she’d even go out to casinos in the city, even though she definitely did not have the money for it. She didn’t even know what her mother got an income doing. She didn’t know if she had a job or was just mooching off strangers.

It’s not that she didn’t love her mother, of course she did. But, god, she could just be so infuriating.

Susie walked along the street, in the direction of a convenience store. She could still see kids walking with backpacks on their backs. Maybe they had after school clubs on. She recognised two of them as kids in her class. One of them was Jockington, a snake boy she pitied due to having such an awful name and the other was Noelle, a timid deer girl who she knew was friends with Kris. Well, she didn’t entirely know if they were friends but they were at least friendly with one another.

Did Kris even have any friends? Everyone was often nice to them but they often seemed to be alone. Maybe that was why they lied to their mom about the shelf.

Maybe they wanted to be friends with her.

 

…

 

That might have been the stupidest thought she’d ever had.

If they really wanted friends, then why come to her? They already had plenty of people around who were kind to them. She was a complete and utter dick to them. Why her?

She couldn’t think of any reason for Kris to lie. It didn’t make sense and she just couldn’t understand. Kris was odd. Nothing they did ever made any sense.

She reached the convenience store, swinging the front door open.

“hey ” The cashier grinned. It was almost creepy how he never stopped smiling.

“Hey…” Susie murmured before picking up a loaf of bread and a jar of peanut butter off of the shelves. She’d probably have enough for some instant noodles too, right? She began to count the price of all the items on her fingers, struggling slightly.

She was 20 cents over.

It would probably be fine not paying for one thing, right? She subtly stuffed the jar of peanut butter into her shockingly large pocket and walked towards the counter, trying to act nonchalant as she sat down the noodles and white bread.

“hm, you sure that’s all you’re buying?” the skeleton at the register asked, tilting his head slightly. His grin never wavered.

“Um, yeah.” Susie mumbled, fiddling with her hoodie strings.

“hey kid, can i try something?”

She eyed him suspiciously.

“As long as you don’t pull anything stupid.”

“nah don’t worry. it’s just a simple magic trick.”

Susie didn’t trust this guy but she’d look suspicious if she said no.

“Err, okay…”

“alright, so i’m gonna take your three items and hold them in my arms.”

“Three?” Susie asked slightly nervously.

“i said two.”

The skeleton took the food off of the counter as he described and held them in his bony arms.

“okay, now pick a number between one and fifty.”

“Um, forty six?”

“forty six. cool. alright, now close your eyes and give me the money for your items.”

Susie had never been more confused but she did as he said, placing the money on the counter with her eyes shut. She looked like a complete idiot. Imagine if another monster had walked in the store in the middle of this? She could hear their snickers already.

She heard the opening of a cash register before the items were forced back into her arms. There was an awkward silence.

“Hey, can I open my eyes now?” The reptilian asked.

No response. Susie opened her eyes, and he was gone. She was holding all of her food and the five dollar bill she had given to him was sitting on top of the loaf of bread.

“Umm, skeleton dude?” she called out.

No response. He had completely disappeared.

Now, Susie didn’t typically steal but this didn’t really feel like stealing. I mean, he probably was giving this to her. But she’d rather convince herself she was stealing it than be pitied by this stranger. If there was one thing she hated it was people pitying her. It made her feel weak and if there was one thing she wasn’t, it was weak.

The monster sprinted out of the store, not in the direction back home but rather to the lakeside. She was trying to put off going back home as much as possible. She wasn’t trying to stick around to listen what her mom and that stranger would get up to.

Susie quickly ran out of breath from the running.

 

She was tired already? She only just started running. Such a weakling.

 

She ran faster. She could feel a stitch forming in her side.

 

That’s what she got for being so fat.

 

She ran faster. She was stumbling over her feet now.

 

God, had she never run before? You’d guess so, flailing around like some toddler.

 

She approached the lakeside. She was forced to slow down. Her body was already covered in sweat and she felt sick due to running without any food in her stomach. It made her want to scream. It felt like every little thing she felt was all over her body. And she’d feel it really loud.

Susie sat down at the lakeside. She was so tired. Not that she’d let anyone see. She was also hungry. Maybe she could make a peanut butter sandwich. Although, she didn’t have anything to spread it with. Eh, she’d use her fingers.

Susie let out a sigh and took the jar out of her pocket and began to unscrew the lid. Then, she noticed something poking out from underneath.

There were four pieces of cash. Two twenty dollar bills, a five dollar and a one dollar bill.

They added up to 46 dollars.

“Huh.” Susie mumbled.

Notes:

i was excited to explore kris and susie’s home life in this chapter. i really love it when people acknowledge asriel’s obvious place as the favourite child in the dreemurr household, even if toriel and asgore don’t mean to express it, and i don't think they do.

with susie, however, you can get a little creative from how you believe she lives and who she lives with. it is certain from chapter 3 that she lives in poverty though. in my one shot fanfic ‘too nice’ i made susie’s home situation a little different from how i did in this one, giving her a physically and emotionally abusive father who she lived alone with, but i think this version of her home life, a neglectful alcoholic single mother matches up with potential canon a little more.

also i just thought it would be fun to add in sans but i don’t think he’s going to be a major character.

enjoy the next chapter when it comes!!