Climbing. Grass and roots and dirt and stone. Higher, higher, ever higher- to the top, to the top. There's the breeze, there's the wind, in your hair, in your face. At the top! Air is thin and cold and sharp. But the view- sunlight, warm and orange and red. Sunset over buildings, bright and colorful and glowing. Turn around- see a cave? Time to explore, time to explore, curious and cautious. Cave feels warm, cave feels safe, it is covered with soft green moss. Walk arou- oops. Falling, falling, eyes closed, dark dark dark DARK DARK DARK FALLING FAST FAST DARK DARK DARK SCREAM SILENT SILENCE FALLING FAST FAST FAST DARK DARK! Landed. Pain shooting through skull, through arms, can't give up, can't let go- Mind slipping into blackness. Dark darker yet darker...Shadows cutting deeper...
You woke up. It's soft, there are golden flowers underneath you. You breathe in. It smells like honey and warm bread... You smile. Smells like home. You get up and look around, trying to get your bearings. You start to wander, thinking to yourself. How were you not dead? You had fallen, right? It had hurt. But You weren't dead, which is what mattered. You weren't dead, and it didn't hurt as much anymore. But how? Why? You don't understand, and decide to stop thinking about it- it wasn't helping your headache.
You stop. There is a flower in front of you, and it's smiling somehow. You frown. This is just getting weirder and weirder. Bright white bullets arch above the flower, and it's grin gets wider and more malicious. You tense. The bullets start to head towards you, and you step out of the way- narrowly avoiding being hit. You do it again a second time. The flower's smile looks more forced than evil at this point. The bullets manifest a third time, as you once again move out of the way. The flower looks at you with outright hatred. You decide to call it Flowey, for whatever reason. But when you do, the word "Asriel" nags at you from the corner of your mind. You don't give in. What kind of name was that for a flower? And why were you trying to name it when it was trying to kill you?
The bullets circle you. You can't escape. They inch closer, and you make yourself as small as possible, even squinting your eyes. About ten inches from you they disappear. Flowey looks at you, confused, until a fireball comes out of nowhere to knock him away. Another monster stands where he was standing. You feel your gut tighten in fear, but trust is edging at you- inky tendrils reaching from the corners of your mind. So you give in. The goat lady holds her hand out to you, and you take it. It's warm. She guides you to a room where there is pressure plates, a lever, and a door. You look at her. Were you supposed to solve it? She's saying something- you can't hear it, obviously. She walks over and solves it herself. Guess not, then. She stands in the doorway, beckoning for you to follow her. You do. In the next room there is a dummy. Toriel looks at you, expectantly. You walk up to the dummy. You punch it. That was what you do with dummies, right? Toriel looks at you with disappointment. What were you supposed to do then? She walks into the next room. You follow her. There is nothing in this room. Toriel starts to walk, and you ffollow her, lagging behind. She gets out of view and you start going faster. You get to the end of the room. Where was- oh! She gets out from behind the pillar, saying something. She hands you a cell phone. A cell phone. For speaking through. Before you can sign to her that you can't hear, she's gone. You sit down. You're tired- rightfully so. So this time when unconsiousness pulls you in, you gladly accept.
AN-
Thank you for reading! This au is my idea, because I don't like writing dialouge. I have another series, but I'm not the best planner and usually start more than one thing at once until they both kind of fade out of my mind. Next chapter out soon probably, though!