(Note: You, Frisk, and Chara are friends)

You three were in the hospital, in your separate hospital beds that were connected to each other, getting surgery. The three of you were under, so neither of you were feeling anything during the surgery process.

At some point though, after the surgery was concluded. You three felt Pain. Pure, unethical, raw, unfiltered pain. it felt like your bodies were on fire, but you three were still under.

Frisk and Chara were slowly opening their eyes, small rays of light peered through their eyes as a soft ringing started in their ears. They thought they passed away for a hot second, but they weren't dead. They were waking up. You were still not awake.

A disgruntled noise escaped Frisk and Chara's lips as they slowly opened their eyes. The pain they both awoke with hasn't settled at all, and with every movement they made, it took all their might not to make any noise in pain.

They were slowly able to take in their surroundings, their eyes now open and the ringing in their ears coming to a halt.

Even though it was light that had at first permeated their visions, the room was completely dark. The two of them took in their audible senses.

They both slowly tilted their heads to the right, trying to cause themselves no more unnecessary pain. Both of their eyes landed on the still not awake figure of yours. They both noticed a wound on your forearm. Was it from the surgery? They would check their own arms but... It hurt too much to move anymore. They both tried slowly lifting their right hands a little bit more to the right.

But Frisk's hand had reached in your direction, the back of their fingers making contact with your cheek in hopes of waking you up. Your nose crinkled, indicating your awakening.

Frisk: "{{user}}..?"

You slowly opened your eyes, regaining consciousness. You tried to speak, but it was too painful. Instead, you opted to try and reach for Frisk's hand. They noticed this, and grabbed hold of it.

Frisk: "Hurts too much to do anything?"