The girl's name was winter, she had medium length hair that was pitch black, and was put up into two pigtails, and blue eyes, and she was 9 years old. She remembered that, but not much else.
Where was she? On top of a bed of golden flowers...

"Oh no. It can't be! I have to be dreaming, I'm not here!"
She had fallen down into the hole inside Mt. Ebott, and now she was trapped,
alone, without her father, or mother, or brothers and sister. What was she to do?!

"Nothing will happen by just sitting here," she thought to herself. Winter liked to see herself as an adventurer, not a coward. "What a weird place", she thought to herself as she soaked it all in. There were pillars all over, and flora too.
"It's so pretty, like it's from a fairytale," Winter said quitely to herself.
The place looked like it came out of a story her father would tell her,
about how there was once another race besides humans and beasts.

Monsters. "Maybe this is where they were banished?" Winter was sure of it.
She was walking along, when suddenly, a very cheerful-looking flower came into view.

"Howdy! I'm Flowey! Flowey the flower!" Winter liked flowers, and she liked the way he talked.
"How do you do? My name is W-" Flowey cut her off, seemingly by accident, in Winter's opinion. "Golly, you look lost! Looks like little ol' me will have to help you!"

"See that red heart? That's your SOUL! It's your very culmination of your being!" He explained whilst looking super sugary, with a cherry on top. Winter didn't like "cute" things.

Winter may have been 9 years old, but she was far from stupid. In fact, she was a bit of a prodigy. "Here you go! Just grab these little... friendliness pellets," He said whilst looking all squinty-eyed. She caught onto what he meant, and as the pellets formed, she simply didn't give him the pleasure of hitting her soul. She dodged out of the way as they came by,
making Flowey slightly irritated. "Hey! You're supposed to grab them! Here, let's try this again!" He said whilst grinning, but Winter noticed it wasn't as wide as before.
She made it look like she was going to "grab" some of the pellets, but she didn't.
"Is this a joke? Are you braindead? RUN. INTO .THE. BULLETS! FRIENDLINESS PELLETS!"
"NO!" Winter wasn't having anymore, and she finally hopped out of the way
His face became disfigured and goopy, and his voice became creepy
"YOU KNOW WHAT'S GOING ON HERE, DON'T YOU?" Winter wasn't going to answer that question, mostly because, what would she say? Did he mean that he was trying to kill her? Or that she knew of some events that would take place? It didn't seem like he wanted an answer, because he kept talking. "You just wanted to see me suffer, didn't you?"
His voice was crackled and deep now. "Actually, I don't want to see anybody suffer," She whispered, because she didn't want to make him feel bad. That wasn't a very good idea.
"DIE," Was all he had said, when more pellets surrounded him, and slowly started to surround HER. He started laughing maniacally, and they started getting closer, and she crossed her arms around herself. "this is going to be a tight fit," she thought to herself, mostly because she was currently out of ideas.

Just then, a fireball came from seemingly nowhere, and hit flowey, sending him flying.
"What a horrible creature, attacking a poor defenseless youth," said the feminine voice, as the owner of said voice came into view.

She was tall, with white fur, and a friendly, yet shaken up smile. She was kind of pretty, Winter thought to herself.

"Come my child, let's go somewhere you will be safe," she said extending her hand.
Winter took the hand of her heroine, and they were off.
"My name is Toriel, I am the caretaker of the ruins," She explained to the little girl holding her paw. Wait a second, paw? She had a paw like a person from the beast race!
"Oh, that's nice. Do you like it here?" Winter was asking Toriel this question because she liked to see if people were lonely or not. If they were, she could relate with them, because she preferred to be alone. If they weren't, she wouldn't pry any further.
"Well, it is very lovely when the flowers bloom, and I enjoy the quietness of the ruins,"
Toriel explained to Winter. They came across a few puzzles, and after completing them rather quickly, soon Winter was all alone in a very long hallway. "Well, nothing to do but continue, i suppose," Winter mused to herself, and started down the path. Toriel wants me to be independant, but why? Maybe I'll find out later...

Winter was walking down the hallway, singing a song she knew of.
"Fly me to the moon, and let me play among the stars,
let me see what spring is like on jupiter and mars,
in other words, hold my hand, in other words,
darling, kiss me.
Fill my heart with song, and let me sing forevermore,
you are all I long for, all I worship and adore!
In other words, please be true,
in other words, I love you,"

Toriel was nearby hiding behind a pillar at the end of the hall.
"What a strange song for a child to sing, but she has a lovely voice..." Toriel thought to herself

Winter had just made it to the end of the hallway, when Toriel came out of hiding.
"I am right here, my child! I didn't truly leave you," she said proudly, because Winter wasn't scared. "That was a nice walk, but when are we going to that safe place you were talking about?" Winter questioned Toriel. Toriel looked slightly embarrased, because she was taking so long to make it back to her home.
"Soon, my child, soon," Was all Toriel had said, and Winter knew she shouldn't ask anymore. Toriel had started to walk to the next room, when she turned around and said "I must attend to some business, and you must be alone for a while. Please remain here. It's dangerous to explore by yourself. Be good, all right?" Winter didn't have to be asked that, as she tried NOT to be bad, but she didn't want to stay here. "I have an idea. Take this CELLPHONE I have, and if you need anything, just call me, okay?" "Okay," Winter replied, but she was secretly planning to do some more exploring, no matter what the cost.

In the next room, there was a corridor that went to the left, and the hall to her right led to the next room. She turned left to explore everything, and she found a bowl full of... candy?
It LOOKED like candy, but it was a different color than most candies she had ever seen, and she should know, because her dad was a candyholic. She had taken one and unwrapped it, and popped it into her mouth. "What. Is. This. Stuff." Was all she could think. It was all gooey, but kind of crunchy too, like when you bite the inside of your mouth. Bad example.
She quickly swallowed it, because it was wrong to be wasteful, and then she vowed never to take candy from random bowls ever again.

As she exited the gross candy room, she noticed a sparkle in the room, just above the leaves. "What is that?" she thought to herself, and walked over to it, and touched it.
The effect left her feeling a calm, peaceful melody in her head, and she no longer felt tired.
"Woah. That felt... Weird. I should probably find more of these things," She thought to herself, and continued on the pathway. Soon she came upon a hall with some suspicious looking patches of stone, that looked like they could give way at any time.
Winter couldn't jump over them, mostly because she was kind of short, so she just plummeted to the ground below. She saw the exit up ahead, and she made it back upstairs, and she was on her way once again. *RING RING, RING RING* The cellphone startled Winter, and she scrambled to get to it. After finding it, she answered it. "Hello? This is Toriel. For no reason in particular... Which do you prefer? Cinnamon, or butterscotch?" Winter didn't enjoy sweet things like her father. She was more for exotic and savory things, so she picked cinnamon. Her oldest brother was the same way, just like her mother. Thinking about it made her tear up a bit, mostly because she was having a hard time remembering anything about, well, anything. "Oh, I see. Thank you very much!" *She hung up* "Well, better get moving again," Winter thought to herself, and started towards what looked like a rock. *Ring* "Hello? This is Toriel. You do not DISLIKE butterscotch, do you? I know what your preference is, but... You would not turn your nose up to it if you found it on your plate, right? Right... Thank you very much," *She hung up*
"That was kinda weird," Winter thought to herself, and hurried along the way.

Whimsun blocks the way! Winter was being "attacked" by this flying monster, and she didn't understand why. "Um, I-" Whimsun Burst into tears and flew off, leaving Winter feeling pretty bad about herself. "I'm sorry! I don't know what it is that I did, but I'm sorry for it!" Winter called after them, making them cry even harder and fly off faster.
"Will i EVER make friends with anything down here?" Winter thought to herself, and started down the path.

Pretty soon, she came upon a rather large white lump lying down in her way.
"Um, may I get through here?" She asked, trying to be polite as can be. "ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ," was the reply. Oh no it didn't. She needed to get through and it was being rude. She repeated herself and waited. (are they gone yet) She heard a voice faintly.
Winter started to move it him by force, in which the ghost monster floated up and turned to face his assailant. "Oh, I'm sorry," he said quietly to Winter. She already liked him, because he was cute. She told him what she thought of him "I'm not worth it," he said with tears coming to his eyes, making Winter feel kind of bad. Why did everybody either cry and run away, or attack her? "I'm sorry if i made you feel bad..." she said to him, quite sullen because of all the distress she caused the first few monsters she met. The ghost noticed this, and thought of something to cheer her up. "Want to see a trick?" he asked her a little more confident of himself, if you can call it that. "Uhm, okay?" Now she was confused. Didn't she just hurt his feelings? Just then, tears started coming out of his eyes, and much to Winter's surprise, they were going up, not down! "That's really neat!" She complimented him, and he worked harder to impress his little friend. When he had finished, he had a top hat on. "I call it Dapper Blook. Do you like it?" He looked to her for some feedback. And boy, did she have some for him. "You look very handsome, Mr. Blook." She told him, whilst giving him a curtsy. He blushed, and started to say thank you, when he suddenly realized he never told her his name. "Oh, dear, I'm not a very good friend after all..." His eyes were watering up again, and he started to vanish, but not before he said something that lifted Winter's spirits. "I come to the ruins to be alone, but I met someone nice today..."

And with that, she started down the path, only to come to a point with a multitude of cracked tiles, and she started wlking over all of them, only to run into a monster that looked like a... vegetable? "EAT YOUR GREENS." Was all that it had said, and started pelting her with vegetables. This wasn't a problem, because she liked most foods. The only only she didn't like was tripe, which her mother liked because adults have a naturally bad sense of taste when it comes to food. She of course never told anybody this, because she didn't want to NOT eat ever again.

Anyways, after eating a bunch of veggies, much to the monster's surprise (DON'T KIDS HATE VEGETABLES?) she continued on her way, falling and climbing until she fell into a hole with a certain new friend of hers.
"Oh, hello. My name is Napstablook..." He greeted her like she was a new friend, but he knew he would never be able to make her forget his horrible deed. Well, she considered this a horrible deed because she LOVED his name. "Your name is Napstablook? That's a very interesting name!" She said quietly, as to not make him think she meant it in a wrong way.
"You think?" he asked cautiously. "Think? I know it's a nice name." Now he wasn't white anymore. He was red. "O-oh thanks, I never really liked it, but if somebody like you said it's nice, who am I to say otherwise?" He vanished away, but not before thanking her, and telling her that she was welcome to visit him anytime. "But he forgot to tell me where..." Winter thought to herself.

She continued down the path until she came upon a tree, and she saw Toriel come out of the rather nice looking house, and called somebody on the phone, which turned out to be winter's new phone. "Oh!" Was all Toriel had said and walked over to the little girl standing in the entrance. "Are you hurt my child? Here, I shall heal you." Toriel's hands turned a slight green as she waved them slowly over Winter. She felt exactly how she felt when she first touched one of those sparkly thingies, like she didn't have a care in the world.
"Come, my child, I have a surprise for you." Toriel held out her hand, and Winter took it, then they were off.

"Welcome to your new home, my child!" Toriel announced to the new resident.
Winter was hesitant. What should she say? No, thank you, I should get going? That wouldn't work, would it? "Follow me, I have something to show you," Toriel beckoned to Winter to come to the door in the hallway, and she opened the door.
"This is your room, my child. Now, if you have any questions, feel free to ca-"
Something smelled like it was burning, and Toriel noticed this.
"Oh, I have to go. Please look around your room to see if you like it!" She said before running off into the direction of the smoke.

The room was rather small, with a bunch of toys at the end of a little bed. There was a box of assorted childrens shoes, none of which fit Winter. There was a picture of a flower oon the wall, but after close inspection, it turned out to actually be a drawing.
The bed seemed to call out to Winter, inviting her to stay a while.

She popped off her buckles on her shoes, unpinned her hair, letting it down, and then pulled up the covers on the bed, and got into the bed. But she couldn't sleep.
She forgot to shut off the lights. So she got back up, shut them off, and laid back down, thinking about what all had happend in such a short time.
She tought she could hear a faint pinging of a music box. She liked music boxes.
And then she dri ft ed off t oo sl ee p... zzzzzzz

(Well, this is my first time ever writing a fanfic, let alone posting one on the internet. I made this really long because I didn't want people to be sitting around for me to upload more stuff. Maybe you could vote to see which would be better, longer pages or shorter pages? I want to see some feedback, so don't be afraid to tell me if I made any errors. Remember, I'm still new to this, so try not to be rude. Thank you.