Hello friends and peeps! I'm here with the first chapter of my first fanfiction! Warning, Spoilers for Neutral and True Pacifist Routes of Undertale! And also for the whole book series of MPHFPC! I hope you enjoy, and give some helpful criticisms too! Contains no ships except the canon ones.

Monsters. Humans. Sometimes the line between the two is gray and fuzzy, sometimes they may as well be each other. But as far as the wild-haired child on the peak of Mount Ebott was concerned, their adventure with Monsterkind was over. The Barrier shimmering behind them was proof enough of that.

And as much as they wanted to despise their death-filled adventure (all except one of the deaths being theirs), they couldn't help but miss their journey, from Sans' puns, to Alphys' rants about Mew Mew 2, and everything in between. But if they went back, would Flowey try to kill them again? Frisk shivered, remembering the nightmare that was Omega Flowey's crazed and murderous laughter as he launched wave after wave of who-knows-what.

"We should probably get going." There was the voice of a child, but no one was there.

"It's been a long time since I've seen the Sun, Chara. Can we just wait a little longer?" The ghost materialized in front of them, sighing.

"Frisk, the Sun is overrated." Frisk blinked, looking at the specter in front of them.

They (both children shared gender-neutral pronouns) were taller than Frisk, but almost everyone was. They had jagged brown hair that framed their crimson red eyes and their pronounced rosy blush. They were wearing a knitted green-and-yellow sweater with long brown jeans covered in old pollen. After taking in the appearance of Chara for the umpteenth time, they frowned.

They then turned to face the sunset again, but after a few minutes they decided to descend from the mountain, towards a beach. They were actually facing the wrong way, having squeezed through a small hole that had caught their dark brown eye. And so they trudged downwards, diagonally away from their hometown and towards a very lengthy beach.

It was a few hours later when night had fallen, and Frisk was getting tired. They hadn't slept properly since they were in the Ruins. Ruins... Frisk laid down on the sand, memories of their venture through the purple catacombs dancing through their head. They could almost smell the wafting scent of pie, see the warm glow of lamps, and sense the feeling of being home. Home...

"Welcome home, my child," spoke the motherly goat creature, "Come, I have a surprise for you." The fluffy Boss Monster led Frisk to the first door in the hallway, and said, "Ta-da! It is your very own room!"

There was an awkward pause, and Toriel began to sniff worriedly.

"I-Is something burning?" She said, hurriedly going to the source of the smell, leaving Frisk to explore their new room. As they opened the orange door, a buttercup appeared.

"Frisk! Hey Frisk!" The creature, decidedly Flowey, said. Strangely enough, it had the voice of a certain ghost...

"Frisk! Wake up, partner!" Chara said, attempting to shake the shorter of the two awake. It was barely dawn, and Frisk groggily pried open an eye.

"Chara, it's still really early, let me slee-" Chara shook them again, with more vigor this time.

"Frisk, I think I heard a wolf growling." They explained, but Frisk merely shook their head.

"It was probably just me being hungry. It's been a long time since I ate." Chara frowned at this, pointing to a line of tracks in the sand across the beach, tracks that were not from a person. "But there's clawprints over there." Frisk ignored the ghostly guide, trying to fall back asleep. Chara decided to follow the trail of tracks, ending at a large rock.

"Huh. They just end here." They observed, and then a wave of dread crashed over them, raising long-dead hairs on a long-dead neck. At this point, they speed hovered over to Frisk.

"Frisk, we have to go. NOW." But the young brunette just shook their head. So Chara shook them with the force of a wild poltergeist and stared directly at them.

"Chara, this isn't funny." They looked at Chara, and saw their dread-filled face. The self-proclaimed 'guide' hadn't been this tense since Undyne was about to appear, or when Sans first approached.

And then it hit Frisk, like Asgore's trident shattering the MERCY button. They too felt the sinking feeling of their gut tying itself in a worried knot. Their worries were confirmed when their SOUL, a bright red cartoon-ish heart, was tugged out of their chest. And so they ran. Soon after, a bloodcurdling roar broke the water's ambience, and Frisk kicked it into high gear while simultaneously trying-and failing-to put their SOUL away. The last thing they needed was some Joe or Jane walking in on a child holding a floating heart while frantically sprinting away from nothing. And speaking of nothing, the creature was wildly running after Frisk, kicking up sand, water, and eventually dirt as they entered some kind of forest.

Frisk was quickly reaching their physical limit, and there was only so much "KEEP GOING, FRISK! I THINK IT'S GAINING ON US!" could do.

"Can't...must...breathe..." The ghostly partner waved their arms.

"Frisk, we can't wait! That...that-thing is going to KILL you!" Chara was right, the creature was nearing them, as evidenced by Frisk's SOUL flashing. The 'murder thing'-as Chara had named it-was only a sprint away. But Frisk could go no further by themself. Chara frowned, then had an idea. "I'm not giving up on escaping, and neither are you!" The long-dead child felt a surge of warmth and being as they took over their partner's body.

With all the Determination Frisk's tired, fleshy body could muster, Chara set off. Faster then they had stormed up Mt. Ebott so long ago, faster than Frisk had dashed away from the danger of Undyne's spears. Frisk was still only a child possessed by another child, though, and Chara could feel the sense of being alive again slowly slip away.

'No,' they thought to themself, 'Concentrate on the movement of Frisk's legs, and our goal of not dying at the claws of an invisible thing.' And they tried their best to keep going, but it was all becoming fuzzy and blurred.

From very far away, they could hear voices. Someone yelling in shock, a swarm of bees, and then darkness. Pure, lonely darkness.

And that was the first chapter! Don't worry, the MPHFPC characters will be in the next chapter! Cya then~