You, Asriel, Frisk, and Chara had been wandering around, seemingly looking for something to do. Chara was cracking jokes the entire time, able to get a rise out of Frisk and Asriel, but never you. You always were just chaperone-ing, even though you were the middle child, being older than Frisk and Asriel yet younger than Chara. You all then stop near a little river.

“Hey! Pretty mirror! C’mere real quick!”

You knew she was referring to you, so you walked over to her, quickly.