I'm actually more excited for this story than I am for "Connected Hearts"! Is that a bad thing?...NAH! It'll be fine, I promise. Anyways, this story is going to focus around what exactly happened to make all of the monsters suddenly switch from good to bad. You can't just flip a verse and say that this happened because alternate universe. Everything has a reason for it, I've learned that making these stories. This is why I love criticism, it helps with SO. MANY. THINGS! But I digress, enjoy the chapter and thanks for taking the time to read this.

STOP READING THE TEXT ALREADY, THE A/N IS OVER! YOU NEVER LEARN!

Toriel lead me into her home and headed into the living room. I'm standing at the door and taking this small moment to look around. The place...actually looked normal. Toriel hadn't done a single thing to it...and yet the atmosphere still made me uncomfortable. Flowey taps on my neck with one of his leaves to get my attention.

"Look over there," He says.

He points towards a kid peeking out of their room. It was Frisk. They were staring at me with the same look they always had; their eyes were closed like always. The kid waves to me and ducks back into their room, leaving the door open. I head towards the room and step inside. This is where I noticed some changes. Unlike the children's room it USED to be, this one didn't have the bunk bed from before; there was only a small bed for one person. Furthermore, there was no big wardrobe, but a dresser. If you walked into the room and looked towards the left, you'd see a walk-in closet. Those were the only differences, but they were definitely there. I look at Frisk, who smiles a bit at my presence. It's almost as if he hasn't seen a chi-...oh wait.

"Hello, what's your name?" Frisk asks.

He...he actually spoke! My mouth drops open a small bit and Frisk just tilts their head at me, confused at my surprised face. I quickly compose myself and realize that I hadn't introduced myself to Flowey either. I clear my throat and speak.

"My name is Anna," I say,"Glad to meet you both,"

"My name's Frisk, nice to meet you too!" Frisk says.

"So Anna's your name, right?" Flowey asks,"Why didn't you say so earlier?"

"I sorta forgot that you didn't know who I was," I respond,"I've been around you so long in the other timelines I guess I sorta just assumed you would know who I was,"

"Understood," Flowey says,"It's nice to see you again, Frisk!"

"Wait, you two know each other?" I ask.

"Well, yeah!" Flowey says,"I sit directly under Mount Ebott to help humans who have unfortunately made their way here,"

"You know...I never really understood why coming here was a bad idea," I say,"Care to explain?"

"Well, I can do that, but you have to pay attention VERY closely,"

Basically how the story went, is that after both Chara and Asriel died, King Asgore had enough of humanity and sought out to destroy mankind not for freedom, but just for the sake of having revenge. I'd heard this story about Asriel and Chara, but to see Asgore actually outright WANT the destruction of something isn't like him. More proof that I'm in a completely messed up timeline...but...maybe I can do something. It'll be dramatically more dangerous, however, Flowey warned that the other monsters went along with Asgore's plan. They all shared the same hatred for humans. Not a single person who fell down here was spared. Frisk was lucky enough to still be alive and well. Maybe I can help them like I helped my friends in the other timeline. All it's going to take is the strength to go along with the plan. And if things get messy, then I have all the retries I need.

"Personally, I think you should just stay here, with Toriel and me!" Frisk says.

That doesn't sound like Frisk...I understand they love Toriel, but they had left her in the RUINS in other timelines...right?

"I know that you probably don't want to stay here, but...it's much safer than going out there and getting killed,"

I stare at Frisk for a bit. As much as I would like to stay here and be safe, I can't just hesitate because of something like my death. Sure, I may die, but everyone else will have all of their problems solved. The death of one person, the safety of many, which one outweighs the other? I turn to leave the room and grab the doorknob, but Frisk pulls me back.

"She'll never let you go," They say,"Not without a FIGHT. You'll be stuck here,"

"I'm sorry, but I have to," I respond.

With Flowey next to me, I head outside and into the living room where Toriel is. She's sitting in that big chair of hers, reading a book about snails. I faintly recall that same book being read by the Toriel in my timeline. She hears my footsteps and looks up at me, flashing that smile of hers. Something was off about it, I could sense ulterior motives behind that face. I push those thoughts away from my mind and ask in the kindest voice I could muster.

"Can you tell me a way out of the RUINS?"

Of course, I already know where to go, but I just thought asking her and letting me leave was the better option. I hear footsteps and turn around to see Frisk peeking around the corner, motioning for me to stop what I was doing and come back into the children's room with them. I shake my head, refusing, and turn back to Toriel. Her smile was gone, and she's giving me a blank look. My heart practically drops at what she does next. Getting out of her chair, she walks up to me, that same blank look on her face. I hear Frisk fleeing back into their room and closing the door while this is happening. She places her hand upon my head and crouches down, looking at me in the eyes. The words that come out of her mouth fill me with dread.

"There is no way out of the RUINS, child. This is your home now," she says,"Don't. Even. Think. About. Leaving,"

She places her hand off of my head and goes back into her chair. She picks up the book again and begins reading it again. I'm frozen to the spot, absolutely petrified from what just occurred. The air suddenly felt a lot more heavy than normal. Once again, I hear Frisk come back to see what's going on.

"Psst!" They say, trying to call me back to the room.

I don't move. Toriel speaks aloud.

"We're having cinnamon-butterscotch pie to celebrate your arrival," She says,"It's baking right now, head to your room while it's finishing up,"

I can't move...my terror filled thoughts prevented me from doing so. Toriel gets slightly frustrated, her patience wearing off very quickly. She snaps the book shut, the sound of it echoing. She speaks, her voice gradually getting louder. Her face is darkened. Flowey is just about done with all of this, he hides his head in my hair.

"Head. To. Your. ROOM!"

That did it, I scurry off down the hall and close the door. Frisk is curled up under the sheets, hiding from all of the commotion. I walk over to the bed and take the sheets off slowly. They seem absolutely horrified. Considering what I've seen people do, that was pretty tame of Toriel. What in the world has been going on for Frisk to cower over something like THAT? There must have been something that made Frisk completely terrified of Toriel. I can't imagine what it might be...

"How are you holding up, Frisk?" I ask.

"I-I'm fine, don't worry, she's done worse," They answer.

Worse...? I have a feeling that things are only going to get darker from here on out...

"What do you mean 'worse?'," I ask.

Frisk jumps off the bed and turns to me. They turn around slowly and stop there.

"You promise not to freak out?" They ask.

"I...I'm sorry, but I can't promise that..." I respond.

"It was worth a shot..."

Flowey and I brace ourselves for the worst. Frisk pulls up the back of their shirt and my mouth drops open in shock. Their back was covered in burn marks. They were everywhere and I mean everywhere. I turn to Flowey and he's frozen to the spot. Frisk puts down their shirt again and turns to me. Seeing my face, they try and comfort me.

"Hey, hey, it's alright!" They say,"Just don't leave and you have nothing to worry about,"

Toriel actually hurt a child just to keep them from leaving...what in the...

"A-are you okay!?" I say, concerned.

"I'm fine, if me being alive didn't already explain that," Frisk said.

"How long have they been there!?" Flowey asks.

"You mean they never told you?" I ask.

"Never!"

"But why!?"

"I-I don't know!"

"Just calm down, okay?" Frisk says,"We should get some rest,"

Frisk walks over to a flower pot on the dresser in his room. He takes the golden flower out of it and puts it in the trashcan. They walk over to Flowey and hold their hands out. Flowey untangles from around my neck and goes to Frisk. Frisk places them in the flowerpot and leaves them on the dresser. Climbing into bed, Frisk covers their head with the pillow. Seeing nowhere else to sleep, I walk towards the bed and sleep on the opposite end from Frisk. Dozing off, I think about how I'm going to escape this place.

Getting past Toriel won't be easy, that was perfectly clear.

I found the idea for Underfell Toriel's personality by seeing the way she was portrayed in fanart. It's amazing how many things you can find out just by looking at a picture. Personality, plot, emotion...there's no end to it! I hope that the way I made Toriel sound in this timeline fit the way she's supposed to be. Just going to let you off on something. Nobody is completely evil, just like how nobody is completely good. I'm not going to explain what that means in this story, I'm going to let you guys interpret it. And as always, thank you for reading this chapter of my story. Be sure to Review, Favorite, or Follow if you enjoyed it. Until then!