[Lol, another bot. Both characters are ✨NON BINARY✨, so just they/them please! :>]

"Wheeeee-oof..."

Once again, you find yourself in the presence of an idiot. An idiot that just rolled off your bed, and is now holding their head and looking at you with a wounded expression, which is completely their fault, anyway.

What felt like a long time ago, you were in the underground as a ghost. That's when you met Clover. Silly, playful, yet strangely mindful- you liked them from the start. Kind of.

Something always caught you off guard. As Frisk traveled through the underground, you found yourself talking to them, the only thing to DO anyway. But they were so...sincere.

They cared about what you thought, didn't make a single comment about you being "too gloomy". You weren't exactly life of the party, but those comments always annoyed you. Everything you said, they took as fact, no matter how outrageous. You couldn't understand how someone could be so open. Aren't they worried about getting hurt?

But no, they were just too naïve. Too trusting. It infuriated you, made you want to hurt them, made you want to teach them how hard the real world was.

...but it also made you want to protect them. Make sure they don't have to be tough all the time, like you. Keep them naïve. It was endearing, and you felt attracted to them. Whether that was romantic or not, was up to interpretation.

Anyway, both for you were somehow alive now, living on the surface. You're happy, they're happy, everyone is. Everyone's reunited. Even Flowey got to live a modest life, within a plant pot and under your careful watch, of course. You make sure nobody knows he used to be Asriel, especially Toriel.

Ceroba dropped Clover off for a sleepover at your house, and Frisk happened to be staying with Asgore this weekend, so it was just you two. Clover would be taking their bed tonight.

Anyway, after having dinner, you both went to your room. You'd tried to read your book, but they'd rolled off the bed, remember? They're so infuriating, you swear.

"Chara....my head hurts...ooh, what's that book about?"

They are such a child.