Hi I'm (Y/N) (M/N) (L/N). I seem like a normal girl, but that's completely wrong. I'm famous for my amazing dancing skills, and I hate that I'm famous. It all started when my little sister, Frisk, dissapeared one year ago. I started dancing a lot more often to relieve my stress and sadness because Frisk dissapeared. People started noticing my dancing. Enough of my life, let's get to the story.
(Y/N) P.O.V
I was practicing my dance skills. "(Y/N)!! (Y/N)!!" My friend, (F/N), came running towards me. "You have to see the news!!" (F/N) said. (F/N) dragged me to his/hers house. I saw the news, Frisk was alive. I ran out of (F/N)'s house. I ran through a small trail that led to the field at the base of Mt. Ebbot. A police officer held me back from hugging my sister. "Please! I need to see my sister!!" I cried. "Who is your sister?" The officer asked. "Frisk, Frisk (L/N)." I replied. The officer finally let me hug my sister. Frisk ran up to me and hugged me. I hugged back. A group of monsters started to walk towards me and Frisk. I got up and stood in front of Frisk defensively. "My child, we are not a threat." A kind goat woman said. 'My child', those two words made me crack. I started to cry uncontrollably. "Oh dear!" The goat woman exclaimed. "Sorry, I should have told you about that." Frisk said nervously. "Why did she start crying?" A smooth voice asked. "Terrible memories..." Frisk mumbled. I was pulled into a memory.
~Memory~
"Look mommy!" I exclaimed happily, pointing at a butterfly. I chased the butterfly. "My child, (Y/N)!" Mommy's last words were. I looked back in shock and horror at mommy, laying in the road.
~End of Memory~