Friskfelltale Chapter 1
Underfell: Judgement Hall
"Go ahead and spare me. I'll still kill ya." UF Sans said to Frisk who has 10/20 HP left.
"Alright, accept my mercy or I'LL BREAK SOME OF YOUR RIBS!" Frisk yelled as Flowey who is watching in horror from behind her.
"Cut the ACT, kid," Sans said while skipping his turn. Frisk was surprised that he did that for once. "We all heard your treats and we all saw you beat up a few, but have you ever killed? No, you didn't. So why should I be so scared, if you're not going to break my ribs?" He asked.
His question made Frisk stood there thinking about what she had been through. She remembers how she fought with Papyrus who was impressed by what she capable of and took her as his pupil, then she remembers how knocked Undyne out and then apologize to her at her house with the help of Papyrus, and then Aphlys sent Mettaton to kill Frisk who was defeated with kindness and told Frisk why he tried to kill her. Frisk trash Aphlys's lab to tell to not go after her again.
Frisk smirk devilishly and Sans was confused by this.
"Alright, you motherf #%er. You want to see what I'm made of, THEN YOU GOT IT!" Frisk yelled charging Sans with a knife at hand.
"FRISK!" Flowey yelled and Frisk slashed Sans across the chest.
Sans looked down on his cut surprised by her action. "...he...he" He put on the painful smile. "I guess...you weren't kidding, hey?" Sans said and fades away in dust.
"You shouldn't have provoked this, you-" The pain in Frisk's soul cuts her off.
"Frisk?" Flowey called.
He didn't deserve that.
"What the-" Frisk get cut off with even pain.
HE DIDN'T DESERVE THAT!
"Frisk!" Flowey's call was the last thing she heard before blacking out.
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"Frisk!" Flowey spoke up.
Frisk woke up and found herself under the hole where she first fell into the underground.
"Flowey...what happened?" She asked.
"I don't know. You just passed out and then we were back here, it felt like...a reset." Flowey explained and Frisk just stares at him.
She lends out a hand to Flowey, motioning him to climb on.
They walked around the corner and passed the first room.
"That's odd. Weren't Toriel suppose to meet us here?" Flowey asked.
"Yeah, that is-" Frisk stopped before the stares. "Where's the save point?" She asked.
Flowey looked at her, fearing what she said. "What do you...mean?" He asked.
"The save point is gone!" Frisk said.
"Wait...if its gone, then...there has to be someone has more determination than we do!" Flowey spoke out loud.
"If we can't save, then we're going to have to push forward," Frisk said and Flowey stared at her.
"Yeah, I suppose you're right, but we're going have to be careful because if you die, we won't come back." Flowey explained and Frisk nodded.
Frisk and Flowey made they're way through the first part of the ruins.
"Ribbit" Frogget spoke as Frisk walked by it.
"F #% off." Frisk cursed, surprising Frogget.
They made it to where they found the toy knife, but this time it wasn't there.
"What is going on?" Flowey asked.
Then they went to Toriel's house
"Brings back some bad memories, does it?" Frisk asked and Flowey nodded.
Frisk peek left and right before entering the house.
"My child!?" A familiar voice called out before they reached the stairs and out of fear Frisk turned around.
"TORIEL LISTEN, I'M-" Frisk stopped at the sight of Toriel.
She was expecting her to still have that ruffled fur and the red and black clothing but instead, she had neatly parted fur and is wearing purple and white clothing.
Toriel notices the bruises and the banish on Frisk's left cheek.
"My child, what happened to you?" She asked kneeled down with one hand on Frisk's shoulder and the other on the banish.
"What are you-" Frisk was cut off by Troiel's hug.
Flowey was a whole lot confused.
"And who are you?" Troiel asked catching him off guard.
"Er...Flowey?" He answered.
"Nice to meet, Flowey," Troiel said kindly.
Flowey was surprised that she didn't call him 'weed'.
"Come now, child. There some butterscotch cinnamon pie left over from your last stay." Toriel said and went to the kitchen as Frisk and Flowey were taken aback on how kind she was.
"The f #% is going on here?" Flowey asked.
"I don't know, but I am hungry," Frisk said.
"Wait...she said that she made a pie in our last stay." He pointed out.
"Yeah...she did...why does that matter?"
"Because she made snail pie instead of butterscotch cinnamon."
Frisk's eyes widened and thought she might have an idea of what is going on. She walks in the living room and Toriel came out of the kitchen with a plate of pie in her hands.
"Here child, you look like hadn't eaten much." Toriel placed the pie on the table.
Frisk's hunger got the best of her and she didn't waste any time eating it.
"My child...have you eaten anything...since you left the ruins?" Toriel asked concerned and Frisk looks at her.
"I don't think I left the ruins yet." Frisk said confused.
"Whatever do you mean, my child? I saw left through the exit of the ruins as I should say an hour ago, did you not?." Toriel asked making Frisk and Flowey look at each other shook their heads. "I see...must have been a different child. If you want to leave, I will not stop you but I am going to ask you to not come back. I hope you understand." Toriel said and Frisk got up walk up to her.
She put her hand on Toriel arm. "Thank you," Frisk said wanting to say some more but couldn't think of anything.
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Frisk and Flowey made they're way onto Snowdin and walking across the bridge with the pars that are too wide to stop anybody.
"This is so confusing," Flowey said. "No save points, Toriel is being kind and not calling me 'weed', and some other human going about in the underground. Why is all of this happening all the sudden?" He asked.
"I have no f #%ing clue, Flowey. Although I might have an idea what's happening, but we need catch up with that other kid just to make sure. I only hope is that no f #$ with us on the way there." Frisk said.
"Geez, Kiddo. Kiss your mother with that mouth." A voice aheadof them said.
Frisk looked ahead and found Sans at his sentry station and...he wearing a blue sweater and black short with pink slippers.