Hey there people! I don't have much to talk about so I'm just gonna get right into the story.
Without further a doo-doo
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A little boy stared at the mountain he'd just found with a determined frown on his face. The boy looked to be 7to 8 years old. He had brown hair that reached the base of his neck with bangs that partially covered his forehead. His skin was slightly tanned and his facial structure made him look more like a girl than a boy. He wore a baggy and dirty white shirt, with blue jean shorts in the same state. On his feet he wore simple flip flops that he used to try climbing the mountain.
Climbing the mountain was easier said than done, but that task was eventually completed. He had learned that most people who climb Mt. Ebott tend to disappear. Luckily for him, all he wanted to do at this moment was disappear.
He had reached the top, but was confused as to why he didn't disappear yet. He walked around the mountain, searching. Soon enough he had tripped though, and instead of falling down on the mountain, he fell down a hole.
Instead of dying, like he had hoped, he had just awakened. He had landed on a bed of yellow flowers it seemed. It took him 10 seconds to realize that he was in pain. He chose to just lay there instead of calling for help as he didn't see any point; nobody would hear him. At least the flowers smelled nice.
One of them wasn't just a flower though. This particular flower had eyes and a mouth. It smiled and, much to the boy's shock, it began to speak.
"Howdy there," It greeted him; the flower's voice was high pitched but it still held a masculine tone. "My name's Flowey, Flowey the flower." The only thing frisk could do was stare at the strange phenomenon. After a while the flower began to get a little impatient.
"So, uh, are you just gonna sit there and crush my brothers or what? C'mon get up; I cushioned your fall so you shouldn't be too badly hurt." Flowey stated. After a moment of hesitation the boy stood up and walked off the bed of flowers towards Flowey. He didn't get too close though, as he was still wary.
"S-sorry," His voice came out softly. "It's just that flowers don't usually talk where I'm from." He explained. Flowey chuckled and leaned forward slightly.
"Well this ain't where you're from, is it?" Flowey stated more than asked. Nonetheless the boy shook his head no. Flowey's demeanor changed into a more solemn one as he stared to the ground. "You made a mistake coming down here. The monsters here don't take too kindly to humans."
"M-monsters?" The boy squeaked causing Flowey gazed back up at him.
"Yeah, monsters, you're in the underground now, so you'll be seeing a lot of those. They'll all want to kill you too."
"Why?" The boy asked, he couldn't help being scared.
"…Monsters are really spiteful towards humans such as you. They don't like you, and in their eyes, that's enough reason for you to die." By this point there was a frown on Flowey's face.
"Is…is there any way out?"
"Yeah, but you would have to go through just about every monster to get to it." Flowey explained. "And something tells me that they would chew you up and spit you out just to do it over again."
The boy tensed stayed silent throughout for several moments after Flowey was finished talking. He then stared directly into Flowey's eyes as he asked his next question.
"…but…you're not like that, are you?"
Flowey chuckled a little before answering. "Nah, I'm not,"
The boy let out a sigh of relief and relaxed some after that. Flowey smiled his regular smile. "So what's your name?" He asked.
"I'm Frisk."
This is my first attempt at an Undertale crossover! So please forgive me if it's bad!
I set it in a sort of Underfell AU, (Isn't that the one where all the monsters are jerks?) and I'd like to think it came out ok-ish.
This first chapter is just the prologue so that's why it's so short. Normal chapters will be at least 2k words.
Please review, so you can tell me how you like the idea so far. I'd like to know whether or not it sucks if I'm going to keep writing.
That being said,
Buh-Bye!
