(Andreas' PoV)

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"Wake up."

I stay as still as I can in bed, trying my hardest to pretend that I'm asleep. A few minutes of silence basically confirms that I've won this battle. More bedtime for me! A deep sigh was given elsewhere in the room, most likely my brother giving up on me.

"Oh well... I guess he won't be having any breakfast today..."

No breakfast!? Screw my bedtime, food is more important! I burst out of the fortress that was my bedsheets only to be met with my brother's smug grin. I've been had!

"Dammit Frisk! Why do you have to do this to me?"

"You told me to wake you early today, remember?"

I shrug absent-mindedly, why would I do something as stupid as that?

"Nope."

I said, popping the p. Frisk gave me a look that screams 'I expected no less from you' and walked towards the closet, opening it and grabbing two hiking bags.

"We're going to Mt. Ebott, Andy."

It then dawns on me, it's the first day of half-term and we had gotten permission from mum and dad to go on a hiking trip to Mt Ebott. To explore the mountain to a further extent, which Frisk claimed.

That was a lie. Frisk still had some loose strings to tie up with the Underground as he called it, which was inside the mountain. I just decided to play tag-along 'cause I kinda want to see the 'monsters' that Frisk met for myself. Hell, I might even have some luck with getting a girlfriend there!

"Ohhhhhhh yeahhhh... Whoops..."

I responded, feeling a bit embarrassed about the whole forgetting fiasco. Frisk simply nods in acknowledgement and continues on gathering supplies for the trip. We tried to go to Mt. Ebott a few years earlier but that pretty much got denied by mum, doing what mothers do best, ranting on how you're too young to go or some other crap like that.

Anyways... Its best if I actually get changed for the trip. It's not a very good idea to go out into the unknown (and the public) with just your boxers on. I grab a plain black t-shirt and a pair of jeans from the rack and flung 'em on, in record time no less! I glanced over at Frisk to see what he's placing in the bag.

Let's see... Spare clothes, I can understand why we would need that, it's not like there's gonna be a clothes store there in the Underground. Okay, what else? Hmmm... Food and water are a necessity for us if the trip takes much longer then we thought. Besides that, I can't think of anything else that we need in the bag. Satisfied with my supplies, I zipped up the bag and walked over to help Frisk.

Despite what others think, me and Frisk weren't always brothers. Frisk was adopted by mum and dad one day when they were climbing Mt. Ebott. According to them, he seemed to be in a pretty sorry state, with many burn marks and gashes all over his body. They took him home where I met him for the first time. He wasn't talkative at all for the first few months. I mean, I could understand why, being suddenly adopted by random mountain climbers isn't exactly a normal occurrence. I'm just glad that he's grown out of that shell.

Frisk, being Frisk, was filling out his bag with... uh... weird things.

Like a container full of snails. I have to ask why.

"What's the snails for Frisky?"

Frisk looks at the container, then looks at me.

"Oh, these?"

Frisk gestured at the container. I nod my head in response.

"These are a present for someone. She likes snails quite a bit."

Frisk explains with a smile, clearly thinking about someone in the Underground. Maybe he fancies her or something.

"Are you two dating or something?"

I asked, prompting one of the greatest reactions I've seen from Frisk in my entire life. His whole head lit up like a tomato for crying out loud!

"N-no! I-it's not l-like that!"

Frisk splutters out, head still red. I give him my trademark 'winning' face.

"I know, I know... Just banter."

Frisk merely sighs in frustration and zips up his bag, ready for the journey.

"Alright! Let's go."

At last. The wait is finally over. We practically blasted out of the front door after Frisk has written mum a note (dad was at work early today) and onto the front garden, where our method of transport is awaiting us.

"At least the wait meant that you would be able to drive a car now."

Frisk remarked while we placed the bags in the front of the roadster (it's a Toyota MR-2. Go figure.) and hopped in, me in the driver's seat, and set off.

(Frisk's PoV)

The journey from Hove to Ebott was quite uneventful. Andy mostly stuck to the side-roads to enjoy the scenery, although it was mostly 'plain' plains with cows and other barnyard animals scattered across them occasionally. Besides this, nothing else noteworthy occurred until arriving at the small village.

Ebott, 'Buttercup Valley', as the roadside sign would say upon arrival. It's been how long now? 8 years? Since I've seen this village and, to be frank, not much has been changed in that time period. The sleepy atmosphere still persisting with few residents to be seen outside of their homes. A stark contrast to the bustling city streets of Brighton and, to an extent, Hove.

"Alright. We're here. Welcome to Ebott!"

Andy exclaimed as he parked the car on the side, likely feeling ecstatic at the prospect of meeting the monsters of the Underground. He's quite the excitable brother, Andy, be it positive or negative. We proceeded to fetch the hiking bags from the hood of the car and walked off towards the looming mountain, Andy taking a moment to catch up after locking the convertible.

"Aren't you excited 'bout meeting the monsters again, Frisk?"

Andy inquired, most likely worried about my stoicism about the subject. We pass by a building covered with 'missing child' posters. Presumably the unfortunate victims of the Underground.

"Not in these circumstances, Andy. Do you recall the message that Sans left?"

"...No... Not really."

Figures. I sigh, pulling out the old flip phone that was given to me by Toriel.

"In short, the monsters have established a policy of killing any humans on sight, Andy. We have to be careful about what we do there and not cause too much commotion."

"Fuck... I think I woulda been better off not knowing that Frisky."

I chuckle lightly at his response as we arrive at the base of the mountain, no method of preventing people from entering present. You would think that with all those missing children that climbed the mountain, they would invest in some sort of fencing or whatnot instead of relying on long forgotten folklore, but I digress.

Finding the mountain path was not that difficult, being the only thing on the base that didn't contain the colour green, but instead a murky beige. It stuck out as much as you would expect. However, following the trail was much more of a challenge, managing to pierce through the many overgrown bushes filled with the all too familiar berries. We must be on the right path if these bushes were anything to tell us by.

"Is there any other way to enter the Underground instead of jumping down a hole and hoping for best, Frisk?"

"There is, but I think that way may be too dangerous for us to go through."

I doubt walking through an one-way barrier into the throne room of a very vengeful, spear-wielding fish woman would end well.

A few more minutes of navigating the pathway through the many trees and thickets ensued with the both of us too focused on finding the cave mouth to start any further conversation until Andy halted his movements.

"I think I can see the cave up ahead Frisk!"

Andy shouted as if I was half a kilometre away from his location. I peered around his body to confirm the sighting. It looked like a cave alright. I nod my head in acknowledgement and jogged over into the mouth, Andy following not too far behind.

"Shit it's dark. Lemme get me phone out and light up this place."

Several sounds of ruffling soon came from Andy's direction until a small "Yes!" was heard.

"Okay! Flashlight... Flashlight... Ah! There it is!"

The room was engulfed in a small, but bright flash coming from Andy's phone, highlighting the walls and floor of the cave for the two of us to see. The cave has seen its fair share of human influence, with several dried puddles of blood staining several sections of the rocky terrain that is the floor. There also seems to be some black residue further in. Most likely the remains of a long lost fire. We ventured forth, eyeing the floor for any changes or gaps until the rocks gave way to a much more natural sight.

Soil. Andy seems rather relieved at this revelation as his shoulders slowly loosened up.

"Thank god! If I had to see any more blood I might've hurled!"

Ahhh, Andy. Deep inside that tough guy exterior, lies the lovable brother that I know.

Soon, roots starts to emerge from the depths of the soil leading us to the one-way entrance that is the hole. One short glance down the hole should confirm that if anyone were to fall down, they would not have the most pleasant of experiences.

But this hole aims to surprise.

"Fuck me that's a deep hole."

Andy exclaims, pointing the makeshift flashlight into the abyss, before turning to me.

"You sure this is the best way?"

I sigh, removing my bag and placing it on the soil.

"I've fallen into this hole before, and I survived, so we shouldn't have any problems. Besides,"

I unzip the bag and pull out two pillows, the soft glow of Andy's phone aiding me in the action.

"We've got these to 'cushion' our fall."

Andy's look of concern soon morphed into sheer horror. I can't help but give off a large grin at this. It's always amusing to throw a pun or two at him. The responses you obtain from him are priceless to say the least.

"Really Frisk? A fucking cushion pun?"

"I'm sorry if that pun fell a bit flat."

My grin widens even more as I drop the pillows down into the hole. A faint 'thud' that can be heard from below confirming that they have reached their destination.

"Ugggghhhh... Screw this! I'm jumping in before you go into 'pun mode' again!"

Andy quipped, before handing his mobile over to me with the flashlight still on, and jumped.

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHhhhhh ssssssssssshhhhhiiii..."

I chuckle lightly at the girlish screams that my brother made before placing my bag back onto my shoulder. I unlocked Andy's phone and promptly turned the flashlight off, reducing everything to a solid black.

It's time.

I jump, allowing the whistling strands of air to pass through me as I descended deeper into the hole.

And then-.

THUD.