YOU HAVEN'T A CLUE HOW LONG I'VE WANTED TO MAKE THIS! OR HOW I WANTED A NICE FLOWEY

Frisk was plummeting down the hole in Mt. Ebott, trying not to wet herself. Her screams were nonexistent in the gigantic world of the underground. The ground is coming closer. Brace yourself, little Frisk…

But nothing happened.

"Are you alright?" Frisk looked up, seeing the little slivers of light shine through the pinprick of a hole in the sky. She immediately looked down, seeing a small, yellow flower, vines extending from him to form a cushiony fall. "H-Howdy… I'm Flowey, who are you?" She stumbled away a bit, but answered. "Welcome to the Underground?... Um… This place… It isn't safe for you" Frisk frowned, cocking her head to the sign, urging the flower to continue. "The monsters, they all changed… Everyone was corrupted, and now, every human that has fallen down here… they stopped at nothing to kill them" Frisk sat, and rubbed his leaf, a sad look on her face.

"I-I know you have to get home! So, I'm going to help you. I can sense you're a good person! If… If we stay here, we'll just die anyway… Will you bring me with you?" Frisk looked at him. 'Should I dig him up by the root, or pluck him?' "How do I get you out?" Flowey smiles, and leaps out of the ground, two vines acting as legs. "Thank you so much Frisk, I promise we will find a way out" He hugs her face close to him. Frisk smiles, patting his petals, when a shadow is looming by an entryway.

Flowey cowered behind Frisk instinctively. "T-That's…" The monster walked up to you, a sinister look on her face. "No trespassing" the voice is so soft, but she blast what seems to be fire like bulbs at you. "FRISK! DUCK!" She drops to the floor, in which the woman runs over, stepping on the child's arm. She screams out. "Toriel, let Frisk go!" The goat woman turned to the flower, giving a threatening 'shut up' glare. "You were so stupid to climb this mountain in the first place, child. I promise, this won't be painful. Good bye." She conjures up a large flame, and gets ready to fling it in the child's proximity, until Frisk grabs the hem of her dress, in a familiar manner the woman had forgotten about, so long ago.

"O-Oh my, are you alright, my child?" Frisk looked up tears in her eyes, seeing the newly softened features of the monster in front of her. 'She was going to kill me… is this a joke?' Frisk backs up in a crab walk, sputtering things along the lines of "please don't hurt me" and "I don't want to die yet" to the woman's dismay. "My Child, I would never hurt you! What is your name?" Flowey peeks at her, and his voice becomes filled with glee. "F-Frisk! You… saved her. She's not corrupted anymore! Toriel! You're back!" He bounds towards her, eyes glistening. "What ever do you mean, Flowey?" He beams. "Frisk! She made you normal again! Tori, you were so cruel. You had changed into someone so,,, evil. Everyone did, but you're back!" He sobbed into the hem of her dress. She bent down, softly stroking his face. "Dear, is this true?" She turns to Frisk, who nods. "You wanted to kill me, mam" Tori sighed sadly, lifting the flower and walking to Frisk. "Come with me, my child. I want to apologize, and hear the whole story over some butterscotch cinnamon pie" Frisk looked to Flowey, who nodded approval. She followed.

"So, when you and Asgore lost him… the world went so dark, Tori. You left the castle in a fit of rage, and that was the last time anyone was normal. It was like we were washed over with the plague. I remember coming up the trail, spotting you and calling out, but when you came closer… you stomped on me… I knew something was wrong, so I ran and went to our friends, searching for their help… but everyone else had changed as well. Poor Sans, he was so cruel. How much pain was in him?" Frisk sat their, listening and vacuuming up her slice of pie, only savoring it before she swallowed. She couldn't remember the last time she ate.

"But you don't plan to leave… right?" Toriel was pained, and looked at the pair with sad eyes. "It's dangerous out there, you'll be hunted. You'll be killed" Flowey frowned, a sad, understanding yet somber look resting on his face. "I have to try" Toriel was shocked by the child's boldness. "Tori, if we stay here, it'll just mean danger for you. If we stay here, they'll kill all of us, just for fun" Frisk looked between them, wondering why they want her dead. Was it for trespassing? That offense can be punished by a fine, death is too severe. Toriel leaned over the table, lightly squeezing the child's hand. "I know you want to go home, but I can make your life worth while, here. We can sit around the campfire, read, watch the latest movies, and I can teach you anything. We could all have a good life" Her smile was laced with sadness, she knew the human girl wouldn't stay, but she had to try. She couldn't lose another one. Frisk looked down, lightly squeezing the hand and shaking her head. The child had no clue as to why she wanted to return home, but their had to be something important, right?

"I can't sway your decision?" She shook her head, leaving the goat defeated, head hung in abandon. She takes the child's hand, and leads her and Flowey to a large door. After so long, she had learned that no amount of pressure could stop the humans. She had to save herself from so much heartache. "When you get to the barrier, don't let them take your soul. Keep fighting, and keep holding on. Won't you stay safe, my child?" Frisk nodded, a soft smile gracing her lips as the woman bent down to hug her. Toriel opened the door, leaving her looking exhausted. "Now, when I close this door, you can't come back for a good while. Opening and closing this door, it really is tiring" Frisk nodded, giving her one last final hug, and stepped out into the snow covered wilderness.

Hello, from the other sideeeeeeeeeeee

Later, Taters~