I'm going to stop there because I've seen some sh*t and it was pretty disturbing

Chara: *laughing vomiting in the background* THIS IS SO DISGUSTING HAHAAAAAA

Frisk: *obviously disturbed* um.....I have no words....all I can say is that I feel....uncomfortable seeing this...

Chara: What the F*CK!? That's my brother! BROTHER! And you're shipping her with mom!? What the f*ck is wrong with you?!

Frisk:  UUUUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS!?  IT'S SO WEIRD!?  IT'S SO STRANGE!?  I DON'T LIKE IT!!!

Chara: InCeSt AiN't WiNcEsT rEaDeRs

Frisk: I'm sorry please give me a moment. I think I'm going to have a stroke behind the scenes for a moment...

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Chara: .......wHAAAAAAAAT IN THE EVER LIVING F*CCCKKKKKKKKKK IS THIS F*CKING SH*TTTTTTTTTTTTT

Frisk: Chara?  Chara come back to us!  Chara stop singing!?

Chara: IIIIIIIIIII DON'T NEED MY EYES ANYMORE HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAAAAA

Frisk: cHARA CALM DOWN PLEASE—

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Chara: Chara x cr*p?  Sounds like shipping me and all these damn ships I have to react to.  Definitely a 0/10000000000000000000000000

Frisk: Well....can't say much about that

Frisk: I mean....I guess you can say this is somewhat "canon"  in the.....genocide route.....

Chara: No it isn't, I'm still attached to your soul Frisk.  So technically it's impossible for you to be lonely in the underground.

Frisk: Hm....well let's just move on and not think about the past.

Chara: What. The. F*ck.

Frisk: What's lemon again?

Chara: Sour yellow fruits.

Frisk: So.....us as lemons?

Chara: Yes, now leave for a moment since I have to read this and I will call you back when it's safe.

Frisk: Safe? Well....okay I guess...

An hour later

Frisk: Chara is it safe no— oh no....

Chara: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Frisk: Chara?

Chara: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Frisk: Chara are you alright?

Chara: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Frisk: I'll take that as no

Chara: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Frisk: ......let's move on, we'll be back after Chara....calms down I guess

We interrupt the program with a small Charisk pic

Frisk: We're back!

Chara: We should delete this book someday

Frisk: But that'll make the readers sad!

Chara: My mental health is very important to me Frisk

Frisk: But....

Chara: Ugh, let's just get this over with

Frisk: Sooooo you and chocolate

Chara: Bad ship, only I can have a chocolate ship

Frisk: Chara—

Chara: Moving on

Frisk: .....fine...

Chara: I.....wha...how......

Frisk: Why is Sans—

Chara: HOW DID THIS SHIP EVEN CAME TO EXIST!?

Frisk: Um....why is Sans shipped with....well Sans?....

Chara: SeLfCeSt Oh BoY hErE wE gO aGaIn

Frisk: Come on Chara I'll give you a massage so calm down

Chara: I don't need eyes anymore.....

Frisk: Come on Chara!  Think on the bright side!  We're almost done this chapter!

Chara: ... *sighs* fine....

Frisk: (:

Frisk: I like to think of Kris like an older brother so seeing him like this sometimes is kinda weird

Chara: Whatever, I am just losing hope in humanity

Frisk: I can say that the ship is alright, the pictures look cute

Chara: Ugh, why can't we just skip one?

Frisk: Because it might make the one who requested this sad!

Chara: And?

Frisk: Won't you feel bad Chara?

Chara: After feeling like my sanity has been scooped away by seeing so many things I wish I didn't see.  I wish Noah's ark came and drowned us all.

Frisk: ......

Frisk: I mean...this is starting to become something I'm used to seeing

Chara: Stop sleeping on me.  Even if I have a physical body now, you can go sleep on Toriel.

Frisk: But you're the perfect height!  Plus sleeping on Toriel's shoulder hurts my neck a bit....

Chara: Sleep on her lap

Frisk: ....alright Chara.....

Chara: Again with my dad?  You all are so weird.

Frisk: Well I would see why Mr WingDing would like dad!  He's reallyyyyyyyy floofy and his hugs are warm and soft!

Chara: ......

Frisk: What?

Chara: I....y'know what?  Never mind....

Frisk: Alright?

Chara: F*ck this ships, and f*ck all the ships

Frisk: Hey Chara?

Chara: What?

Frisk: *takes out swear jar*

Chara: .... *sighs*