"You better get everything in this house done, or else!" Yelled my mother. She had a thing for making me do everything. "Now, your father, your sister and I will be out for today. Don't think of doing anything fishy!"
"Yes, mom," you responded meekly.
"Good! Now, get it all done. We will be back at 5 tonight," Then she walked out the front door after the others. I headed off to my room, happy that finally, finally, I can leave this dump! I started packing up by taking a sheet from my bed, if you can even call it a bed, taking it to the living room and spreading it out on the ground. I ran off into the kitchen and opened the fridge. I took the cheese, salami and a bunch of water bottles, then I went to the cupboard and grabbed a bunch of crackers and and I lied them out on the sheet. I walked out of the back door and looked around the backyard, searching for any stick I could use. I found one soon enough, a big one, too. I grabbed it then headed inside, tying the sheet up at the end. I ran back into my room and grabbed my cloak that I made, putting it on as I walked back out, grabbing the stick and running out of the house, towards Mt. Ebott.
Many cars had stopped to see if I would want a ride, most of them scruffy looking males. I just ran off, ignoring all of them. I ended up at a park that resided at the base of the mountain. Quickly not wanting to be seen by anybody and I continued up the mountain.. On the way up my cloak had caught on may things on the ground, I made the cloak too long, that's not good. It's all ripped up now. I wanted it to be multi functional in case it got cold at night and I would be warm. I guess I'll just have to make do. But, once I find someplace to stay.. My thoughts got cut off by tripping and falling down a large hole. I didn't black out when I hit the ground, though.
I landed on my feet, but I soon fell over onto the rocks. My cloak had come off in the fall and I hurt my arm pretty badly, I wouldn't be surprised if I broke it. Luckily, my cloak had soon fallen on top of me and I quickly hooked it back around my neck, grabbing my stick with spare food in it afterwards. I stood back up and my eyes lied on the spot where I fell. There was blood all over that spot, I must have torn my skin open. I couldn't tell if I did, I got used to pain being only a numbing sensation. My clothes must be covered in blood right now. Oh well, I can't think of that. I have to find a way out. Wait.. Why would I have to? I don't have to, it's my life. I'll see later if this place is livable.
Chapter 1
I walk into a room, there is hardly any light in here except for a spotlight shining down on a single flower. What the fuck? how does light shine down like that? I have a feeling that this place is inhabited with weird creatures. I walk up to the flower. It moves slightly. I couldn't sworn that it could be wind or something, but I feel no wind at all. I bend down towards the flower and after a moment it moved again… It's still moving. Is it.. Shaking? what the actual fuck? This makes no sense what-so-ever. I stand back up and start to speak to it, just in case it's actually a living being and I'm not crazy. "Uh," I start, "hello, little… Flower?" The flower moves. "Are you there? Hello!" I start to waved my arms about like a crazy person talking to a wall, and I notice it visibly shakes. "Look, flower, I'm not gonna hurt'cha. I got no weapons," I claim, which is true, unless you count the stick I'm using to pack my stuff around. The flower turns around, revealing a face. That's creepy. "You're not?" It asks.
"No, I'm not. Like I said, I got no weapon," I responded as I squatted down.
"Thank goodness. Everybody here in the underground.. They are very mean creatures."
"Mean?"
"Yes.. In this world it's.. Kill or be killed. Literally."
"Well, if that's true, I guess I can use my stick.. It's not much, but it might phase them a bit," right at the end of my sentence, I heard a footstep. The flower heard it, too since he whipped his head around towards the exit opposite of where I came from. "Oh, god, she's here already! Quick, hide! If she finds you, then she'll kill you!" The flower said in a hurry.
"Wait, why?" I asked.
"Didn't you not listen? Go hide in one of the corners of the room! Don't worry about me," I did what he told me to do. I went and hid in the darkest corner of the room, towards the exit opposite where I came from. Soon enough a big goat looking person or monster came out of the exit and towards where the flower… Was? I looked down, he's right next to me. I also noticed I'm missing a shoe. I looked back up and saw the goat monster exit the way I came. I guess she was expecting me or something. "Psst! Hey, quick, put me in your shoe and we can get out of here together!" The flower whisper-yelled. I bent down and took off my shoe, placing my hands in the dirt near the flower's roots and picked him up out of the ground, placing him in my shoe. "Great, okay. Go the way she came from, that's where the exit is."
"I'm putting my whole faith in you, flower. You better not get me killed." I said.
"Don't worry, I wont, I don't want to die, either," it said as I ran out of the room. There were many puzzles and traps but all of them were already solved and turned off. That goat monster must come down here a lot.
We reached the end of the puzzle-traps-of-hell and came upon a house. I took a step forward, but the flower spoke, stopping me in my tracks, "Don't go in there! That's where Toriel lives.."
"Toriel?" I asked.
"The goat monster you saw earlier. She loves to kill humans and take their souls for herself."
"But isn't it the exit outta here? We have to go in if we want to get out."
"True.. Alright, just be careful."
"Don't worry, I will," I said as I walked into the house. It looks pretty cozy inside even though it's owned by a killer. "Down there!" Whispered the flower as he pointed his leaves towards a staircase.
"You sure it's there?" I ask.
"Positive. It's down there."
"As you wish," I respond, walking down the staircase cautiously. As soon as I reach the bottom the air is filled with dust and I start coughing. Damn, why is it so dusty down here? "Are you okay?" Asks the flower. I respond with a curt "Yeah" and I start to walk down the hallway. It's pretty long, who would want it to be this long anyway? After a while of walking I start to see a room at the end of it. Huzzah! I can finally get out of this creepy place. I enter the room, and nobody is in it. Me and the flower sigh a sigh of relief and head towards a giant door. As soon as I put my hand on the knob, I feel as if someone should be here. But nobody is. Why? Why do I feel like this? "Hey.. Are you sure you're okay?" The flower snapped me out of my thoughts. "Yeah, I'm fine. Sorry for worrying you," I responded.
"Okay, then," The flower responds. I open the door and immediately I am met with a freezing cold breeze. Why would it be this cold here? This makes no sense what-so-ever. I step out of the door and I step in snow. Why is there snow here?! My feet are freezing now! I continue walking, glad that I have my cloak to keep the rest of my body warm. If only I had my shoes.. Whatever, I need to find some place warm at least. I continue to walk through the snow, pulling up my hood to keep my head warm. Suddenly, it hits me. I never asked for this flower's name at all. "Hey," I start. It looks up at me, "What's your name, by the way?"
"My name?" It says, quietly, "Oh, it's Flowey. Flowey The Flower!" He said cheerfully.
"Flowey, eh? My name's (Y/n). It's nice to meet'cha," I say, trying to have a cheery tone in my voice as well, but I think I didn't make it. "Let's take a rest stop here.. It's been a while and I haven't eaten yet."
"Did you pack food or something?" Flowey asks.
"Yeah, I did," I say as I open up the tied up sheet at the end of my stick. I start to eat all the contents, since I really didn't pack that much. I even gave Flowey some, which he gladly accepted.
Tying the sheet back up at one of the ends, I get up, picking up both Flowey and my stick afterwards, and continue on my way through the snow, which I think should be much warmer since I have no shoes at all.
We pass by a large stick in the snowy path. Crack. I spun around, looking back to where the stick was. It was.. Broken. Logically speaking, it could have been frozen and it broke on its own, but when I passed by it it wasn't frozen, was it? I brush off the thought and continue down the path. I hear footsteps. They are definitely not mine. I continue to walk, trying to calm my rapidly beating heart. I'm not used to scary stuff. I just need to tough it up some more. I take a deep breath and let it out. There, that's better. I suddenly stop at a bridge, it had wooden pillars blocking the way, but I think I can fit through them. I go to move my leg. It doesn't move. I try to move my arm. It doesn't move either. My heart rate starts going a mile a minute, and I can't calm it down. I try my hardest by taking deep breaths, but to no avail, it doesn't work. I suddenly hear a crunch behind me. It must be that person who was following me earlier. "hello," the voice says, "i'm afraid we haven't met before, have we? why don't you turn around and shake my hand?" After a moment I involuntarily turn around and shake the person's hand. A sudden shock goes up my arm and I realize that they had a joy buzzer in their hand. "heh, the old joy buzzer in the hand trick," I look up at the person, but I don't see a person, I see a skeleton. Why is there a skeleton here?! And how is this possible? My mind is running around with questions, but I quickly brush them all away and try to look my calmest, although I can't say the same for the skeleton. Their facial expression looks to be a mixture of confusion and anger. "Um," I mumble. The skeleton looks at me and says "what did you say?"
"Nothing! I said nothing," I respond.
"sell, the name's sans. sorry to break it to ya, kid, but i'm supposed to be on the lookout for humans," he says. Then his white pinpricks for pupils disappear, "papyrus will kill me if i don't capture a human, so you've got ten seconds. r u n ," right as he said it, I took off running. I don't want to be killed! I ran into the woods, not caring if I stepped on something, I couldn't feel it anyway. I turned a corner and I ran into Sans. " ' s u p ," he said, and I suddenly black out.
