"Fire, Water, Earth and Air together create a different stronger effect by combining parts of multiple elements together. Furthermore..." Ms. Chevreuse, the Earth Magic instructor did as instructors did, talking about the subject she was meant to teach. Sadly, only around half the class was actually listening to her.

The commotion caused by the rebelling Familiars had brought even more attention to the already outlandish human Familiar, and the rumor mill did even know where to start analyzing the situation. Familiars follow their masters orders, a Familiar would die for its master if the need arose, that had always been the way of things, and all nobles believed that it would always be the way of things. Very few of the most basic instincts of the creatures could outweigh the magic that connected them to the mages that summoned them. So for over a hundred Familiars to all start to ignore their masters in order to try to be close to a single commoner child was as unthinkable as them all starting to sing opera.

Louise tried her best to ignore all the pointing and whispering of her classmates, trying to give all her focus to the plump instructor at the front of the class. It would have probably been easier if the teacher was being more interesting. Calling what she was talking about elementary would be an insult to beginners everywhere. It was simply common knowledge, you could have grabbed someone from the kitchen staff and they would know this stuff.

Ms. Chevreuse herself also wasn't terribly interesting. She was a middle aged woman with tightly woven brown hair and dull black eyes, the most colorful thing about her would be her purple robe. Something made Louise pretty sure that even she wasn't really paying any attention to her own lesson, the way she continued to talk without noticing that her class wasn't listening.

It also didn't help that Frisk was sitting in the seat right beside her, kicking her feet and humming happily as she rested her head in her hands. The uncontrollable force of cuteness seemed undisturbed by the surrounding whispers as she watched the teacher making vague pictures up on the board.

"Louise... what did your commoner child do to our Familiars earlier?" Montmorency hissed to Louise from her seat behind the pink haired girl.

Louise tried not to pay attention to her. Montmorency was one of her tormenters, along side Kirche. Actually, most of Louise's tormenters were girls. So she was choosing not to respond to the questions.

Not that she really knew the answer. When she asked Frisk herself, the little girl seemed confused by the question, as if it was perfectly natural to surrounded by such creatures. The girl seemed unable to tell the difference between a viper and a kitten. Not that either seemed to bite her.

"Hey, don't you ignore me." Montorency said angrily. Louise didn't have to look back to know that the blond with waist length curly hair was bristling like a cat. The girl couldn't stand being brushed off. Which was why doing so was Louise's best weapon against her.

"Would you mind? I'm trying to pay attention, and your voice is starting to grate." Louise said in a dismissive manner. Louise was glad that Montorency couldn't see the slight victorious smile on her face as she listened to the girl hiss like the over pampered cat that she was. It wasn't very noble, and her mother probably wouldn't approve of her lowering herself to such petty things, but it felt so satisfying.

"Please, gentle you pretty face, Montorency." Guiche said smoothly as the blond boy placed his hand on the girl's, drawing her attention so that he could flash a clever smile. "You shouldn't let that Zero's words ruffle your beauty."

"Of... of course her words mean nothing. It is only that the burden she places on us is getting more and more, and she does not even have the decency to be sorry for it." Montorency said, clearly buying into the boy's charms.

Louise strained to keep herself calm. Guiche was an absolute ass. He'd take any chance to get in good with just about any girl on campus. Usually, Louise simply didn't care less about the knave, since he didn't go out of his way to target her. She knew that he was only saying such insults toward her because he knew they would please Montorency. However, the easiest way to strike a low blow against a girl was to aim for the boy friend. And in that sense, Guiche was a giant red glowing weak spot at the moment. Time to drive in the knife.

"Why are you being so flirtatious with this girl, Guiche? I thought you were seeing that first year student right now. That one with the straight brown hair and the gentle smile. You seemed very intimate with her just a few nights ago." Louise said casually. "Even if you are dating below your station either way, she seemed like a much nicer girl to be with. I don't think I have ever seen you eat a meal made by Montorency."

"What is she talking about!?" Montorency said angrily, throwing a glare at Guiche.

'Oh, girl's got skills.' Chara chuckled, watching the seeds of chaos being sewn.

"Mon...Montorency, please. There is no truth in her words. My eyes are for no one but you." Guiche said defensively, though he did take a hold of one of her hands, to shock her out of the fit so he could stare into her eyes. "Don't you know I would never lie to you."

"O...of course. She's spouting nothing but lies." Montorency said, glaring at the back of Louise's head. Only getting a scoff out of Louise.

"She can't get any happiness herself so she sets out to ruin other peoples'. Guiche said, some anger in his voice. He was probably angry that Louise had tried to reveal his lack of loyalty. "She is pitiful really. It is a wonder the school hasn't thrown her out yet. She's talentless in magic and in womanhood. She can't even be called a real Noble."

Louise's whole body froze up at the comment. "How dare you question my..!" She started to growl but was stopped by the teacher.

"Excuse me!" Ms. Chevreuse said even more loudly than her normal lecturing voice. "While I could delude myself into believing that your side conversations are somehow relevant to my class, I would prefer if you would show me the respect due to my station and pay attention, Ms. Vallière, Mr. Gramont!" Both Louise and Guiche were made to give their apologies as some of the other student laughed at them. "Since you seem to be so sure of your skills in this field of magic, perhaps you would like to demonstrate the transfiguration of a stone into metal, Mr. Gramont."

"Why of course." Guiche smiled in that way of his, only making Louise angrier as he walked past her and up towards the front of the room.

Ms. Chevreuse stepped to the side a bit to give the boy room as he pulled out his wand, the medium for his magic, which just so happened to be a special kind of rose. Guiche said the magic words and casually waved the rose towards one of the pebbles on the desk which emitted a dull shine before changing in color to a more shiny metal.

"Hm, yes very good." Ms. Chevreuse said, giving a nod of approval as she took a closer look. "You changed it into an alloy instead of a simple element too."

"Of course, I am Guiche the Brass after all." Guiche said giving a cocky brush back of his hair. "Though this is hardly anything special. Any real mage would be able to the same." Guiche smirked at Louise who clenched her fists.

"Alright, you may take your seat." Ms. Chevreuse said with a nod, sending the young noble back. "Now, who wishes to go next?"

"I'll do it!" Louise shouted, getting up out of her seat. The entire class seemed to recoil at the idea of it.

"Um... that is quite alright Ms. Vallière. There is no need for you to..." The teacher started trying to dissuade her as the pink haired girl started to march up towards the front of the class.

"I said I was going to do it, and I will!" Louise said angrily, all forms of respect forgotten after the insults to her honor. Frisk looked around confused as students started to huddle underneath their tables and covered their eyes and ears. Even the teacher seemed to be trying her best to distance herself from Louise as the overly proud girl stood in front of the table. Taking a deep breath and struggling to calm herself, Louise raised her twig like wand and began to recite the incantation.

Louise knew she got the words right, she got the motions right, she did everything right... but as the stones' glow became brighter and brighter, she knew that something was going wrong, just like it always did.

Frisk had no idea what was going on, but her instincts started to kick in. Both she and Chara could feel the danger approaching. And as all of the students closed their eyes and huddled down to weather the inevitable explosion, Frisk raised her right hand.

The stones went off like a bomb, the detonation so powerful that it split the front table and shook the room. Louise was thrown backwards from the blast as heat and wind blew outwards from the point of origin.

No one saw as small ribbons of green light moved out from Frisk's fingers, the warm power of KINDNESS forming a pale green shell in front of the little girl. Not a single piece of paper on the desk was disturbed as the blast moved around the shield like water around a solid rock in the river. Though the smoke that filled the room covered up the little display before anyone could even see it.

Louise was left coughing in the smoke that had filled the room. The damage to her moral was a bit more sever than the damage to her physical self. She had hoped after she had managed to successfully preform the summoning ceremony that it would have been some kind of turning point for her and that everything would become easier. That was the glimmer of hope that she had tried to convince herself was a truth. But that glimmer faded and now she was back in the darkness she had always been in.

"Louise, you okay?" Frisk asked. The little girl had came down from the desk where Louise had left her and was kneeling next to Louise, looking at her with a very concerned expression.

"I..." Louise swallowed, looking away from the child's face. She felt hot shame pumping through her. Now Frisk knows. She knows that the master who had summoned her was a failure, a joke. She could already hear the yells of frustration from the other students.

"Zero you idiot!" "...Can't do anything right!" "Why don't you just quit and leave us all in peace!" "...Walking disaster!.." The hurtful words rained down on her.

"Ms. Vallière!" Ms. Chevreuse's sharp voice cut through the others as the teacher stood above her, looking down with her own frustrated look as her dress was covered in soot from the explosion. "I believe you know your own way to the headmaster's office by now. I can't waste any more of my time escorting you their myself."

"Y...yes ma'am." Louise said, standing up and leaving the room as fast as she could. All thoughts of saving face gone in the face of the mockery and failure. Frisk stayed for only a moment longer, looking around at the scene in shock before following Louise's example and leaving the classroom behind as she chased after Louise.


"I see..." Mr. Osmond said as he looked at Louise from across his desk. The girl had giving a short explanation of what had happened, really short. She had only told him that she had tried magic, and that she had failed, causing the explosion and damaging the classroom. "Do you have anything else to say for yourself?"

"No sir." Louise said not looking at the elder as the man stroke his beard. "I will not make excuses. I will take whatever punishment you see fit."

"Hm... an admiral thing to say, but unnecessary. Just try to not let Mr. Gramont goad you into things in the future." Mr. Osmond said with a shrug of his shoulders.

Louise looked surprised. "How did you know..?" She blurted before she could stop herself.

Mr. Osmond just chuckled in response. "Dear child, I have been a headmaster longer than you have been alive. I can see the patterns. Not much happens at this school without me knowing about it." He said with a kind smile. "No matter what any of them say, you should not let it get to you. There is more to nobility than just title and magic. Someday you will understand that. But for now, just take it easy, and try to hold back on the explosions."

"Yes sir." Louise said, embarrassed.

"Right then, go ahead and go. I will talk to Ms. Chevreuse." Mr. Osmond said, waving the girl off.

"Thank you, headmaster." Louise said with a bow before heading out the door.

Walking towards the stairs, Louise found Frisk sitting on the top step waiting for her. "Louise!" Frisk said her voice full of relief as the small child ran up to the pink haired girl.

"Oh, Frisk..." Louise said. Frisk's smile seemed to falter at the sadness in Louise's voice.

"What's wrong, Louise?" Frisk asked softly.

Louise closed her eyes. She didn't want to talk about it, but it wasn't like she could avoid it. "I suppose there isn't any hiding it." She said looking away from Frisk's childish face. "The truth is, I can't use magic. I have a zero percent success rate."

"Is that important?" Frisk asked innocently, surprising Louise. "I can't do magic. Do you think badly of me for that?"

Louise shook her head. "You don't understand. I'm a noble. I need magic." She said looking down at the small child, seeing the confusion on her face. "To be a noble is to stand tall and to use your strength to help your country. A someone without magic can't possibly be as much use as someone who has strong magic. To be born a noble without magic is shameful."

"Is that why everyone was so mean?" Frisk asked. Louise didn't answer, she turned her head away and bit her lip. Her SOUL itself seemed to be sobbing as she thought about how the world treated her.

'That's just the way humans are.' Chara said flatly. 'They hate anyone who isn't like them.' Frisk didn't understand, but Chara felt bitter about the whole thing.

Frisk moved up to Louise and wrapped her arms around the noble girl's waist in a hug. "I don't care." She said with finality as she smiled up at Louise. "I don't care about magic. I still like Louise just the way she is." But Louise still didn't respond, and small tears started to form in the girl's eyes. Frisk frowned for a moment before a smile spread across her face again. "I know how to make you feel better!" She said throwing out her arms and jumping up and down with excitement, surprising Louise even more. "Just wait for me outside! I'll be back in about an hour!" Frisk said before running off too fast for Louise to stop her.

Louise stared after where the little girl had left before sighing to herself. "You really just don't get it." She said, shaking her head. "What did I do to deserve such a ridiculous familiar."


The kitchen was in its usual chaotic state when Frisk arrived on the seen, but that didn't make it hard to find the loud Head Chef. Marteau was still giving his orders like a Captain on a ship even as he worked at three different stations at the same time.

The man seemed almost shock when Frisk found him and asked him a question he had never been asked before. "Can I use some of your kitchen?" She said with a cheerful smile.

"Use my... are you... uh..." The head chef was about to turn her down, but was hit with one of Frisk's trademark looks. "That is to say... well... Oh why not!?" He said before looking around his immediate area. "Siesta! Get over here!" He shouted, gesturing for one of the maids to come over.

"How can I help you, Marteau?" The girl asked with an honest smile. She was a young woman, around eighteen years old with jet black hair that reached her shoulders and dark eyes. She was dressed just like all the other maids and held herself with a certain amount of energy. Her SOUL wasn't extraordinary, but Frisk and Chara could see the green glow of kindness.

"The little miss here wants to make something. You look after her." Marteau instructed, giving a quick point to Frisk.

Siesta seemed surprised but nodded her concent, leading Frisk off to a less cluttered table in the kitchen.


Siesta was honestly surprised to find how well the little girl handled herself in the kitchen. She had expected to have to hold the girl's hand the entire time to make sure she didn't hurt herself, but in all honesty, Frisk's cooking skills might have been on par with some of the senor cooks.

It wasn't long before she was pulling a pie crust out of the oven and filling it with warm butterscotch. The smell of it was easily overpowering the surrounding air in the kitchen and was getting a few looks from the staff. "Wow, that smells amazing." Siesta said as she took in a long withe of the pie.

"I'm mom's award winning recipe." Frisk said happily. "I'm sure it will make Louise feel better again."

Siesta stared at the sweet little child in surprise, but Frisk herself was looking over towards the pie, or rather the spirit that was hanging off of the side of the table, staring at the pie as if she wanted to consume it through her eyeballs. A small line of drool was coming from the edge of first child's mouth.

'You can have a slice too.' Frisk said, trying to hold in her giggle.

'But I want the whole thing...' Chara whined as she looked at Frisk with her own pout.

'It's supposed to be to make Louise feel better.' Frisk said with a slight shake of the head.

Chara stuck out her bottom lip and turned back to the pie. She looked like she was thinking about something really hard. 'Fine, but I still get the biggest slice.' She finally said.

Though Chara would never admit it, she sympathized a little with Louise's situation. Mind you, it was a really small little. But the way the humans treated her still made Chara mad. She choose to believe that she was simply hating Louise less than she hated the other humans, rather than any mount of liking of the normal girl.

It was a good while before the pie was cooled down enough to be able to cut and transfer nicely to a plate, and like every other part of the process, Frisk opted to do it herself, even though Siesta was trying to talk Frisk into letting her do it. She said that children Frisk's age shouldn't be handling large knifes, just like she had with using the oven. But Frisk did it anyways.

She picked up one of the kitchen knifes and felt the warmth run up through her arm. Chara perked up a bit more as she felt the residue of SOUL that was attached to the knife. It was a mixture of kindness and perseverance that came from the head chef. This must have been his knife, an object that he held so much experiences with that it took on aspects of his own SOUL.

A grin spread across Chara's face as she took control of the girls' shared body in order to snatch the knife and moving it into their INVINTORY.

'Chara...' Frisk said in a disappointed voice.

'What? It might come in handy.' Chara said, trying to sound innocent. 'We can return it later once we make a tool of our own. Come on, I've been good haven't I?'

Frisk wanted to put the knife back, but Chara kept fighting her about it. She also noticed the book that the first child had slipped into their INVINTORY, something that Chara denied doing, saying that Frisk must have done it herself and just forgotten. Not that Frisk would fall for that.

Eventually, Frisk just gave up, just getting a promise out of Chara that she wouldn't go out of her way to fight people. A promise that Frisk wasn't sure her soul mate would keep, but it was the best she could do. She wanted to get back to Louise with the slices of pie.

So leaving the knife in her inventory, she took two plates of the pie outside to go an find Louise. She couldn't wait to see the girl's face. She was sure this would make Louise happy again.


I feel like I am rushing the story, and it is still not going as fast as I intended.

Chara and Frisk are going to be able to change their own SOUL mode, giving them powers like control over their own gravity, shielding, and binding. Shooting will require a medium to shoot with.


Item name: Guiche's Rose

Effects: +1 ATK; +10 MAG

Location: Guiche's Trousers

Associated SOUL: Purple SOUL (perseverance)

Flavor Text: Every rose has its thorns. Wonder if that ever causes him problems in his pants.


Guiche

Titles: The Brass

Associated SOUL: Purple SOUL

LV: 1

HP: 12

ATK: 6

DEF: 7

MAG: Magic Attack Grade: 10

SP: Spirit Power: 10

EXP: 0


Snas

Titles: Part Timer; Totally Not Sans...

Associated SOUL: Sky Blue SOUL (Patience); Yellow SOUL (Justice)

LV: 1

HP: 1

ATK: 1

DEF: 1

EXP: 0


I really liked what Crafted Reality did bringing in a Sans-like character. I think that if I ever get far enough, I will do something similar, if not exactly the same.