The young boy named Frisk walked through the the purple doorway, incorporeal form of Chara Johnson, aka CJ, trailed behind him.
"Underground... Home... 'least it was before I fucked everything up..." Chara spoke sadly. Frisk didn't ask. It was none of his business, and he wasn't the kind of guy to pry.
Suddenly a yellow flower popped up from the ground. It had a face. and it looked quite angry
"You picked the wrong cave fool!" it exclaimed and flung some magical pellets at Frisk. The child couldn't dodge them in time and fell on his ass with an "oof!"
The flower prepared to land a killing blow and Frisk closed his eyes. Chara knew he had to do something before the poor kid died for little to no reason. So he took over the boy's body and frantically screamed: "hey, hey hey hey hey, you flower thing, it's me, Chara, the king's son! Chill, CHILL!"
Flower's expression changed.
"CJ?.." - it whipsered. Then, it smiled widely.
"Oooooooo, my bro, what's up, hahahahah! Hey baby, you okay man? Sorry 'bout this."
"Uh, do I actually know you?"
"CJ, s'me, your brother! Asriel Johnson! Though I ain't suprised you didn't recognize me... I'm lookin' hella different ain't I?" the flower went silent for a moment and then continued.
"Hey, I dunno why this had to happen, but I promise you, I'll find a way to go back to my true self.
"The Underground's cold, dawg... Like it says in the book, we are blessed AND cursed."
"...What fuckin' book?"
"Same things make us laugh, makes us cry..." The flower - Asriel - turned around.
"C'mon, let's bounce. Moms' gonna be happy to see you".
If you've read this thing, thanks, dude/dudette. I'm not gonna keep going though cuz I ain't no writer and I didn't think this through past this point.
If you feel like continuing this madness, by all means do so. It'll make me really happy.
