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Chara looked across the car with a bit of a sigh, as She laid down in the back. Asriel had taken the front seat of the vehicle, as he was always a bit antsy in the back.
Chara was more the ‘nap in the car’ type, and Hughes didn’t say a word when he looked back and saw the youth sprawl herself across the entirety of the back seat in defiance of all common dignity and seatbelt laws.
But he did chortle.
For the moment, Asriel lead the conversation, though, as Hughes asked him a bit about his time here - and, to Chara’s surprise, his time where he’d once lived, too.
“-Yeah, I guess Snowdin’s as good a name as any at that point. Actually kinda good for something that old man did. But I still have trouble believing that kinda guy was a king, you know? He just seemed the type who’d rather, I don’t know, sell flowers.”
Asriel just gave a smile, “I mean, if my dad had sold flowers, we’d have probably been broke. He loves giving them away too much. Or - loved…”
Chara gave a sigh, “loves, Rei. We have enough bad things confirmed. I would rather hold out hope for the opposite to be true.”
Hughes adjusted his glasses, “Didn’t mean to bring up a hard subject, but… I hope so too. Well… with everything else getting completely crazy recently, I think your dad being around somehow is starting to get downright reasonable, don’t you?”
It was Asriel who spoke up. “...that reminds me. Chara?”
The elder dreemurr looked up. “...Bro?”
“You mentioned seeing Dad’s trident, right? And it was gone when you checked for it later?”
Chara gave a nod. “Yeah. It didn’t seem all that important at the time, given the circumstances…”
The young seer gave a sigh, preferring to avoid going in that trip down memory lane.
“But who’d steal his trident? It was well-made, but it wasn’t like… super-powered.”
Chara laid back, giving a shrug. “We can think about that another time, Rei. I have something more important to ask… Yo Hughes! When we eatin’?”
Speaking up immediately, the spring in Hughes reply seemed to banish the dark clouds of the conversation. “Oh, right after we get there! Once we’ve got you properly introduced to my Beautiful wife and my perfect little girl, I actually called Gracia beforehand. She’s preparing something special!”
And at that, Chara gave a raised eyebrow. “Something special, huh? Looking forward to it. The last time I ate ‘something special’ was before Dante’s abyss. And Asriel made too much.”
“You ate it all!” Asriel defended.
“Yeah, but my stomach hurt like crazy after…”
“Because you ate too much!”
“Because you made it too good!”
The two’s angry stares eventually lead to a heartfelt laugh, one that was shared through the car.
“Gracia is going to love you.” Hughes exclaims.
Chara just gave a lopsided smile… that fell to a frown as she got a sniff at herself.
“Hey, Hughes? There’d be time for a shower before we got to food, right?”
“Oh, that’s a requirement. For you, that is. Asriel smells fine.”
Chara was more the ‘nap in the car’ type, and Hughes didn’t say a word when he looked back and saw the youth sprawl herself across the entirety of the back seat in defiance of all common dignity and seatbelt laws.
But he did chortle.
For the moment, Asriel lead the conversation, though, as Hughes asked him a bit about his time here - and, to Chara’s surprise, his time where he’d once lived, too.
“-Yeah, I guess Snowdin’s as good a name as any at that point. Actually kinda good for something that old man did. But I still have trouble believing that kinda guy was a king, you know? He just seemed the type who’d rather, I don’t know, sell flowers.”
Asriel just gave a smile, “I mean, if my dad had sold flowers, we’d have probably been broke. He loves giving them away too much. Or - loved…”
Chara gave a sigh, “loves, Rei. We have enough bad things confirmed. I would rather hold out hope for the opposite to be true.”
Hughes adjusted his glasses, “Didn’t mean to bring up a hard subject, but… I hope so too. Well… with everything else getting completely crazy recently, I think your dad being around somehow is starting to get downright reasonable, don’t you?”
It was Asriel who spoke up. “...that reminds me. Chara?”
The elder dreemurr looked up. “...Bro?”
“You mentioned seeing Dad’s trident, right? And it was gone when you checked for it later?”
Chara gave a nod. “Yeah. It didn’t seem all that important at the time, given the circumstances…”
The young seer gave a sigh, preferring to avoid going in that trip down memory lane.
“But who’d steal his trident? It was well-made, but it wasn’t like… super-powered.”
Chara laid back, giving a shrug. “We can think about that another time, Rei. I have something more important to ask… Yo Hughes! When we eatin’?”
Speaking up immediately, the spring in Hughes reply seemed to banish the dark clouds of the conversation. “Oh, right after we get there! Once we’ve got you properly introduced to my Beautiful wife and my perfect little girl, I actually called Gracia beforehand. She’s preparing something special!”
And at that, Chara gave a raised eyebrow. “Something special, huh? Looking forward to it. The last time I ate ‘something special’ was before Dante’s abyss. And Asriel made too much.”
“You ate it all!” Asriel defended.
“Yeah, but my stomach hurt like crazy after…”
“Because you ate too much!”
“Because you made it too good!”
The two’s angry stares eventually lead to a heartfelt laugh, one that was shared through the car.
“Gracia is going to love you.” Hughes exclaims.
Chara just gave a lopsided smile… that fell to a frown as she got a sniff at herself.
“Hey, Hughes? There’d be time for a shower before we got to food, right?”
“Oh, that’s a requirement. For you, that is. Asriel smells fine.”