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...Ow.

This may come as a shock to some of, you but being dropped by a tornado from unimaginable heights hurt. A lot.

I looked around, amazed that I was still alive, and saw my fall had been broken by a bed of flowers.

I wasn't too sure how some flowers had been enough to prevent every bone in my body from shattering but I decided to simply take it as a lucky break. Heaven knows I need all the luck I can get. It was soon pushed to the back of my mind, little did I know that life saving flowers really were the least of it.

Hesitantly, I got up and took a few steps forward. Suddenly, something or someone, burrowed up from the ground and popped out right in front of me!

"Howdy! I'm Flowey! Flowey the flower!"

You could say that again...Flowey was a flower half my height, with golden petals, with the exception of the two blood red petals perched on his head that shimmered in the sunlight.

"Hummm...your new to Oz, aren't cha? Golly, you must be so confused! I guess it's up to lil' old me to help you out!"

He was so cheerful it was a bit creepy, like one of those overly patronising kids TV shows.

"Down here in Oz, there are many creatures you may find rather bizarre or scary looking, like me! Aww, but don't worry, we just want to be your friend!" At this he pulled a silly face, a combination of winking and sticking his tongue out, "say, do you see that bar? Gee, you look like you've taken some fall damage!"

I looked down and sure enough, saw a little red bar, about three quarters filled. 15/20 HP. It seemed that despite the soft flowers, I hadn't escaped the fall completely unscathed.

"But it's OK! I can heal you with these little white...'friendliness pellets'!" He summoned a few 'friendliness pellets' and sent them whizzing towards me, "quick! Catch as many as you can!"

I eagerly reached out towards them and-OUCH! 1/ 20 HP.

Flowey suddenly had a demonic glint in his eye, matching the two bloody petals. "You idiot! In this world it's kill or BE killed!"

I was surrounded. Completely trapped in a circle of NOT-friendly pellets. I was still reeling from the sudden betrayal, unable to quickly think my way out of it. Truthfully, I don't think I could have escaped anyway. Flowey made sure of that.

"Why would ANYONE pass up an opportunity like this?!"

The bullets closed in, ready to obliterate me. But at the last second, a ring of fire flared up, protecting me. For a moment Flowey seemed just as confused as I was, then a fireball came and knocked his petals off. Quite literally.

Flowey was hurled to the ground a good few meters away and upon seeing his attacker he quickly burrowed under the ground and escaped. His two crimson petals were knocked off and they came to gently land at my feet.

"What a terrible creature, torturing such a poor innocent youth."

I looked at my saviour. She was...well, to be blunt, an anthropomorphic goat in a dress. She had kind eyes and a gentle smile, though the fangs were a bit alarming. She wore a long sleeved purple robe that ended at her ankles with a symbol of sorts on the chest. She also had a pointed hat of the same colour.

She smiled reassuringly at me, "do not be afraid, my child. I am Toriel, good witch of the north." She noticed something and gasped in surprise, "oh, what's this?"

I followed her gaze, the petals had turned into...shoes. This place had surpassed the weirdness limit many times already but that took the cake. On the bright side they had also shifted from glistening blood red to sparkling ruby red, which was an improvement.

Toriel picked up the shoes but when she tried to moved away they zoomed out of her hands and landed in front of me. "My child, these shoes seem to have chosen you. You may as well put them on, it wouldn't do to leave something that magical lying around."

Tentatively, I put them on. They sparkled, almost like they were glad to be accepted.

Wearing these shoes...it filled me with DETERMINATION.

"Come, my child. I will take you to a safe place." She offered me a hand.

I was reluctant to take it.

One one hand, blindly trusting had gone badly before. After all, Flowey had seemed nice but he stabbed me in the back the first chance he got. On the other hand, Toriel seemed much more genuine than Flowey. Then again, I clearly wasn't a very good judge of character. On the mutant third hand, I didn't have a lot of options. It was go with the goat lady or get attacked by Flowey or some other monster...I didn't really have a choice.

I took her hand.

"By the way, what is your name?"

I told her my name.

"Frisk? That's a lovely name! Temmie village is nearest here, we shall stop by to give you time to recover."

Toriel guided me through the meadows and caves, telling me about Oz as we went. I was beginning to really like Toriel, though I did wonder why she bothered to ask my name, since she just kept calling me 'My child' anyway.

We passed a sign that read: 'Warning: Much exposition.' Oz really is a weird place...

Toriel began to teach me about Oz. "Oz is split into five lands: the Ruins in the north, where I live; Hotland to the west; Snowdin to the south; Waterfall in the east, where we are now; and Emerald Home, the capital, in the centre. Oz is surrounded by a one way barrier, people can come in but no-one can leave." She smiled at me. "That's why I'm here, when tornados blow in they often bring things from the outside and, on occasion, humans. I try to protect any that come. Oz can be a dangerous place, especially for humans...

"Anyway, each of the lands have someone of high magical power guarding and caring for the area and the people who live there, or at least they used to... I care for the ruins, Asgore, a powerful wizard, rules the Emerald Home and Grillby, a fire elemental, guards Snowdin. Of course everyone knows that he'd rather be working at his restaurant and bar but after what happened...well, he was the most qualified.

"Hotland was guarded by W. D. Gaster, until he was killed during one of his experiments. Neither of his sons wanted to take the job, even though his eldest apprenticed under him. They both had other responsibilities. The job was passed on to his other apprentice, but before she could take the job Chara..." Toriel looked pained to say this, "...snapped. They took over. No-one has seen her since. Undyne used to guard waterfall but soon Chara took over that as well. Now Undyne is forced to work for them."

I listened carefully, this was a lot to take in but Toriel was patient. It occurred to me that she would make a great teacher. Though, there were several holes in the story. The first one being: who was Chara? They just seemed to pop out of nowhere. I would ask but...Toriel seemed upset when Chara was mentioned. I would leave that one for now. The other question however...

I began to ask her but accidentally called her Mom. I quickly clapped my hands over my mouth. I hadn't meant to call her that. It had just...slipped out.

Toriel seemed stunned. "Huh? Did you just call me...'Mom'? Well... I suppose... Would that make you happy? To call me 'Mother'?" I nodded sheepishly. "Well in that case, call me whatever you like!"

Toriel is now Goat Mom.

I proceeded to ask about what happened to Snowdin's guardian.

She sighed. "That's a long story, my child. I'm afraid no one really knows. Both he and his brother disappeared one day, along with the prince. The same day Chara snapped. When they tried to get back and failed. We suspect the three of them were involved somehow. We don't know what happened to them, I don't even think Chara knows. What ever happened, none of them have been seen since."

That...raised more questions than it answered. What did his brother have to do with this? Who was his brother? Who was he? What were their names? Did they like spaghetti? Who was 'the prince'? Prince of what? What did the the prince have to do with this? What did she mean by Chara snapping? Going back where? How did they fail? How could they not know? Why was this information frustratingly vague? And that's not including the older questions like: who the hell is Chara?!

We soon reached Temmie village. The place was a series of connecting caves with glowing blue crystals on the roof. The strange thing was the inhabitants, who were nearly identical. They were furry white cat-like creatures with dog ears beneath their cat ones. They had black shoulder length hair, blue shirts and dark pants. The only exception was a pale man with a blue hat spotted with white polka dots, who was doing a mysterious dance.

Some of the 'people' approached us. "hOI! welcom to... TEM VILLAGE! i'm tEMMIE!" She gestured to the person next to her, "And dis Is my frend...Temmie!

The other Temmie nodded in agreement. "hOI! Hummans is SOOOO cutes!" She reached out and her arm extended past the normal length to wrap around me and pull me into a bone crushing hug.

My protests were completely muffled but that didn't stop me from trying.

"Temmie, let go." Mom ordered firmly. Temmie reluctantly let go.

Another two temmies approached us. "hOI! I'm Temmie! And dis is my frend..."

The other Temmie smiled. "Hi. I'm Bob."

...Oh. I said hi back.

He nodded, "it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance."

"Excuse me, Bob, would you mind showing Frisk around the town? I need to see to a few things."

"It would be an honour, Ms Toriel."

I went with Bob. Toriel disappeared off somewhere.

He showed me around, pointed out buildings and introduced me to the inhabitants. All of them were Temmie...

Eventually we came to the man with a mysterious dance. "This is Ragel."

He was hypnotically waving his arms with his feet firmly planted on the ground. "Mushroom dance, Mushroom dance, Whatever could it mean?" He dropped his arms and looked at me sorrowfully, "it means I'm worried about the state of Oz. Chara is slowly taking over and people are disappearing. It's only a matter of time before the conflict reaches Tem village. Then we shall all perish."

We left Ragel to his dancing. I commented on how cheerful he was. Bob agreed saying, "he certainly is a depressing man."

I asked him what Ragel meant by the conflict reaching Tem village. Toriel had made it sound like Waterfall had already been taken over.

"It has. They somehow managed to brainwash Undyne, our guardian, in to working for them but since Waterfall is split into many villages, each separated by a few miles of land, it's hard to control all of them. Tem village is fairly secluded so we've managed to avoid the worst of it."

Makes sense. I asked who exactly is Chara.

"The wickedest witch in all of Oz."

That was still ridiculously vague...

Ring-ring!

Bob got a phone call.

"Hi, this is Bob...I see...Of course...Do not fret, I know a place. Salutations."

He hung up. "That was Toriel. She won't be able return for a while, you'll have to stay here for the night. The Tem shop has a guest room you can use."

We went to the Tem shop.

Interestingly the shop keeper looked slightly different from the other Temmies. Her hair was a light grey and her shirt was light blue with yellow stripes.

"hOI! I'm Temmie!"

Well, it was nice to know that hadn't changed.

"But everones cals me Tem!"

...Nevermind.

I took a quick look around the store while Tem babbled on, most of it repetitive nonsense. Though I did learn a few things, like how Tem was saving up so they could go to 'colleg' and that Temmies loved Tem Flakes. There were three different types of Tem flakes sold here: normal, cheap and expensive. They were all identical, except for the prices...I also think it was around here I stopped trying to apply logic to this world.

Fortunately, Bob saved me before Tem could continue on with her spiel about gradschool and the Temmie's deep history, without actually telling me about any of it. He showed me my room and said he'd be back in the morning.

I intended to explore the bedroom but as soon as I reached the bed I passed out. I guess I was more tired than I thought.

This village was certainly...something. It filled me with DETEMMIENATION.