You woke up and first thing that came to your mind was 'FUCKING OW'. Every part of your body was screaming and crying for help. Maybe you landed on these flowers but with the speed you were falling it's obvious that you still gonna hurt yourself anyway. You rolled on your back hissing from the pain. It was... Weird feeling. Well, yeah you were harming yourself but this pain was different... It didn't make you feel relieved... It just hurts and you wanted it to stop. You slowly sit up ignoring the pain running along your spine and ribs. You inhaled and exhaled deeply looking at your arms. The flowers' petals were still sticking to your cuts. You tried to remove them but it looks like the dried blood made them almost attached to your skin. Touching your cheeks you can feel more of the petals. You gently stroke them and looked around. The place you were currently in was pretty dark. The only source of light was coming from the hole you just felt down by. You squinted a little and barely made out the big doors. Well, it doesn't seem like you have anywhere else to go but through these completely unsuspecting doors and see what is on the other side. Yeah. That was a sarcasm. Seriously, who healthy on mind would just go through them? Anyway, you're here to die in the first place, not make a tour around whatever can be undergrounds. You tried to lie down but for some reason you weren't able to. Something was actually pushing you up in the direction of these doors. Are you kidding me. What is this? A fucking fantasy story where there is a soul of a murderous kid that controls an innocent kid that can't do anything by themselves? As you suddenly stood up (or rather was picked up by someone or something invisible) on your legs you immediately regretted your previous thoughts. As something forced you to walk forward, you were already feeling the tears gathering in your eyes and your body was shaking uncontrollably. You closed your eyes tight and waited for the worst.
But it never came.
Surprised you opened your eyes and saw... Nothing. You were just standing in silence trying to understand what happened. Did you just... You were scared... Of death? Few minutes ago you literally jumped down the deep hole trying to attempt suicide and now your body was shaking by the thought of death. You were standing still for a little longer until you heard someone clearing their throat. Wait. Is there someone besides you? You looked around searching for the person that made this sound, but were unable to. You heard the clearing again, this time with an actual voice. "Hey! Down here!" Even if the voice was cutely high-pitched it sounded rather angry. You looked down as the stranger told you to and saw... A yellow flower with face. Nope. Nah. You were definitely dead and this is probably your fucked up afterlife or something.
You kept staring at the strange flower until it frowned, annoyed and said: "Do you even communicate?" Startled, you jumped a little and took few steps back. Holy crap this flower talked. He perked his brow - or at least you THINK it's his brow and you realized he waits for your answer. You slightly nodded knowing you wouldn't even be able to speak. He looked a little bit confused, but shook his head and put on bright, fake smile. It's obvious when someone fakes emotions... "Well, you seem lost? I'm guessing you're new to the Underground, aren'tcha?" He said in chirpy voice and winked at you. Did you just saw a star coming out from his eye?
"I'm Flowey, Flowey the flower" Man, poor guy... Having such a name...
"You don't seem very talkative... But don't worry! I'll explain everything to you" He said and you felt some weird tingly feeling in your chest. You looked down at yourself and saw a white light coming out of it, but it disappeared as soon as you tried to touch it. You yanked your hand away as a black heart came out of your chest. You looked at Flowey and saw his surprised face. He realized you were looking at him and put his smile again.
"This... Uh... T-this is your soul!" He said, a little bit scared and confused. You tried to swallow some of your saliva to try and talk to him. Emphasis on tried. You ended up looking as if you were choking. You kept your hand over your mouth and managed to somehow made the liquid slide down your completely destroyed throat and speak up with low, hoarse voice.
"I-is something... Wro-ong with i-it" That was the most you said during the last months. Flowey looked at you with disgust but quickly changed it to that fake happy face.
"No! Everything is fine! It just... Has an interesting color..." Since you don't know anything about this stuff you just shrugged it and listened to flower explaining how things work in here.
"Run into these frendliness pellets and you'll gain some LOVE! And you WANT some, am I right?" You never believed in love and that anyone is capable of this feeling, but it sounded inviting. You stood still in your place waiting for the pellets to touch your soul. When they did you felt something running up your spine. It was somehow... Nice feeling. You didn't saw Flowey smiling evilly and you asked him with a little bit happier voice.
"Uh... H-how can I get some more... LOVE?" He looked at you, again surprised but this time also angry and... Disappointed? You tensed a little under flower's gaze and tugged on your sleeves covering your arms.
It felt almost the same as cutting yourself but instead of physical feeling it was rather... Like if something cut through your soul. It pained a little of course but it still gave you the feeling of relieve.
Flower looked at you and opened his mouth to speak but suddenly a fireball shot in his direction. For some reason you felt like if you have to protect Flowey. You jumped in front of him and the fire made contact with your black soul. You let out a low grunt of pain and relieve at the same time and heard someone gasped. You turned around to the flower and said:
"I-I'm sorry Flowey. I didn't knew it also gives LO-" before you could finish your sentence he was gone. You looked around and saw... A goat? And not just a normal goat, but standing on two legs and taller than you for good few heads. It looked like female... Probably. She was holding her hands over her mouth and was looking at you with worried eyes. She ran up to you and you instinctively backed few inches away. As the clumsy person you are, you tripped over your own legs and fall on your butt. The pain caused by your compact* coccyx made you gasp and you growled. The goat-lady knelt down in front of you and looked you into eyes.
"Oh my. Dear child, are you alright?" She asked, worry in her voice. The fact that a goat is talking isn't impressing you, but she called you a child. You're already 18, damn it! Thinking about this, you've been living for 18 years straight... You didn't even realize how long you survived. As you kept silent, her hands started shaking slightly. You're probably making her worry more than before.
"I'm... I'm fine... As much as I can be fine..." You said with calm and low voice, without hints of any emotions you felt at the moment, but the goat-lady must realized that you're not in the best state. Plus, the flower's petals were still sticking to your cuts and the dried blood was clearly visible. She slowly reached out and you flinched.
"Don't worry child. I'll take you to my home and make sure you're perfectly good" She then looked at you as if she was asking if she can touch you. You slightly nodded and she held you up bridal style. She held you close to her body and you melted into her warmth. You haven't even realized you fell asleep in her arms.
You woke up in some strange room cuddled in the soft cushions of the bead. Normally you'd started panicking, since you're not in your bed, but the tiredness was keeping you glued to the bed and your mind wasn't really working well after all. As you slowly started to doze off to sleep again you heard doors opening. It was the goat-lady and she held in her hands... A pie? Thinking of food made your body remember that you haven't eaten for a long time and the nauseated feeling came back. You held your hand to your mouth and felt the acid from the stomach coming up to your throat. The monster must saw you'r retch and she ran up to you beside the bed.
"What's wrong?" She asked placing the plate with pie. She stroked your head with her free hand. You managed to swallow what came from your stomach and flinched at the feeling.
"N-nothing... Just a little nausea..." You felt the cold sweat forming on your whole body and gasped for some air.
"Oh, then I guess I shouldn't give you this cake..." She looked at the nightstand with the cake on it and then back to you.
"No, I don't think it'd make it worse... Actually it'd make it better..." The last part you whispered to yourself, but the goat-lady managed to hear it.
"Oh, it's because you're hungry? Then eat it and I'll go make some better food" She gave you the plate as you sat up and quickly left the room. You looked at the doors and back to the pie. You'll be lying if you say that it doesn't look delicious and you don't want to eat this, but you were scared. Scared that it wouldn't go through your throat and you'll end up again throwing up. Your hands were shaking and you slowly took the fork to your now bandaged hand. As you saw the bandage you looked at the rest of your body. She probably cleaned you up and took care of your cuts. Looking back again at the pie you dig your fork in it and moved it close to your face, the sweet smell making your mouth water. With shaking hand you opened your mouth and shoved the piece of pie inside. As you were chewing on the small piece of soft cinnamon-butterscotch pie the tears started falling down from your eyes to your cheeks, then jaw and finally dropping on the cozy cushions. It was so long since you felt anything in your mouth, especially something so tasty. You tried to swallow the little piece. It went to your throat, you choked on it and got it back on your tongue then tried to swallow it again. The cycle repeated itself few more times and the pie finally passed through your sore throat. After that you almost ate the rest of the pie at once. You were so hungry and you finally got at least something.
A little smile appeared on your face and happy tears went down your cheeks. You started wiping them off with your sleeve. Your face must look awful right now.
After 20 minutes of lying in bed you heard soft knock on the door and saw the goat-lady coming in with a plate with [your favorite food]. You quickly sat up and looked at the food with awe. She saw your expression and lightly chuckled under her breath giving you the meal. You took it with both of your hands and immediately started eating it. She ruffled your hair and you looked up at her with slightly annoyed but still thankful face.
"I'm going out for now. I have a feeling someone else is here too. I'll be right back, don't worry." She smiled and headed to exit. She stopped at the door and turned to you again. "Oh, I didn't have occasion to actually introduce myself properly. My name is Toriel. And what's yours?"
Toriel... That sound really nice. You swallowed what you had in your mouth and spoke up. "My name's [Y/N] but you can call me whatever you want. Oh, but please... Can you stop calling me... a 'child'?" You said and she looked at you questioning. "Y-Ya'know... I'm already an young adult so..." You scratched the back of your neck and heard Toriel laughing.
"Sure, [Y/N]" She said still covering her mouth with her hand from laughing.
"U-uhm... Actually... It's sounds a little bit weird when you call me by my full name..." You felt your cheeks heating up from embarrassment and Toriel laughed again.
"I'll think about some better name later, if you want me to. Right now I'm going out. You can walk around the house if you want" With that she left your room and you slapped your hand to your forehead. You had to make yourself a bruise because that slap hurt more than it should. After that you continued to eat in silence.
After eating you actually walked around the house. It was really cozy. You decided to read some books since you don't know when Toriel is coming back. The bookshelf was full of rather educational books. There was one about snails, some book that looked like math book and few history books. As you were searching for something that you would actually find interesting you found a "Human Anatomy and Diseases" book. Huh. Weird. There's no way that humans live in here because otherwise - knowing how humans are - someone would say about it and the media would go crazy. Come on - there are monsters! You took the book anyway and the first thing that caught your eye were little colorful bookmarks sanding out of the edges of the book. You decided to look at some of them. The marked pages were more about diseases you can easily get, some of them were about body conditions and how muscles works. You heard opening doors and you placed the book back on it place. You perked a little from the room and saw Toriel with... Frisk.
They were looking around and your eyes met. They quickly ran up to you and hugged you tightly kissing your forehead.
"Oh my God! B-Boy! You're alright? You don't look fine. Why are you wrapped up in bandages? Are you hurt? How can I-" before they could say some more you placed your hand on their mouth and made 'shh' sound. You felt something wet on your hand and quickly retrieved it back.
"Eww!" You squeaked and dried your hand using your pants. Frisk smiled a little and took a deep breath and still holding you around your waist they placed their forehead in the crook of your neck.
"I was so worried... Please... Please, don't do things like that..." You felt them starting to shake and you wrapped your hands around them. You made circles on their back to calm them down.
"Sorry... And don't worry. I'm fine" you said and looked at Toriel. She had that kind of sad smile and was looking between you and Frisk. She then moved to the kitchen and after a moment get back with some pie.
Frisk moved their head back and looked at you examining your also bandaged face. You heard Toriel giggling.
"I'm going to make some tea. Please make yourself at home, child" she then get back to the kitchen. Is she calling everyone a child? Frisk kept looking at you and you cleared your throat making them jump a little.
"Maybe we should eat the pie? I'm still a little hungry..." You said and looked at the table with cinnamon-butterscotch pie.
"O-oh, right, uhhh..." They quickly took away their hands from your waist and tried to put them inside the pocket. Emphasis on 'tried'. When they realized they don't have any pockets they just blushed and crossed them avoiding your eyes. You chuckled and grabbed their arm. It was always cute when they get so flustered. You moved to the table and sat down. When you started eating the pie Toriel came back with three mugs and placed them down. Both you and Frisk thanked her with simple nod and continued eating. The goat-lady sat down in her armchair and looked at you two.
"So it seems like you know each other?" She asked with playful smile. Frisk was the one to speak.
"Yeah, we know each other for... I think it's already twelve years?" You nodded and took your mug.
"Oh, that's really long" you took a sip of your tea and Frisk continued eating the pie "Is [Y/N] your girlfriend?" Right when she said that your head shot up making you hit your chin on the mug (hopefully you haven't spilled the tea) and Frisk choked on their pie.
"N-no! We-we're just good friend!" You said massaging your chin. You looked at Frisk and saw them covering their face with their hand. You still were able to see them blushing. That's probably from embarrassment (A/N: Not really).
Toriel was clearly amused by your reaction and started laughing. She waved her hand in front of her face like if there was some fly.
"Haha! Okay! Okay, I understand! No need to be so loud about that!" After that she started to laugh again. You placed the mug back on the table and cover your face with your hand. You saw Frisk looking at you and you gave them a little nervous but big and bright smile. They smiled back and also started to laugh.
After some talk with Toriel Frisk wanted to talk to you alone. You talked about what happened and why you jumped down the hole in the room you were previous in. They are a good friend. When you were crying they easily and effectively comforted you. Their soothing voice and slow circle movement with their hands on your back always calmed you. But you still don't understand the kisses on your forehead and the top of your head. Yeah, they were really nice, but they felt like... They were no longer comforting you, but rather showing their affection.
"We need to go back to the surface" Frisk said while you were sitting between their legs with your back on their chest. They placed their chin on the top of your head started making circles on your knuckles.
"But why? Can't we stay here? It's way better than on the surface..." You said back, your voice lowering at the end of the sentence. Frisk sighed.
"I know the situation up here is not the best for you. The thing is that, that this place is full of monsters and there's no way we could survive in here for too long..." 'Besides the voice in my head is getting louder...' "And I'm always with you to help you whenever you need me"
"I know, I know... But..." Before you could say anything Frisk butted in your sentence.
"Maybe Toriel was nice to you, but who knows how other monsters will treat you" You sighed and nodded.
"Yeah, you're right... So... How are we gonna get out from here?" No answer "Frisk?" You realized that they had stopped making circles on your knuckles and soon you heard soft snores. You chuckled and slowly moved and got the sheets and covered both of you (A/N: You're sitting on the bed btw).
When you woke up you were alone. You heard soft talking and get out of the bed. You headed to the living room where you heard the voices coming from. Toriel almost bumped into you but quickly recovered and moved forward. She get downstairs and you heard another steps.
"We're going after her" Frisk grabbed your wrist and before you could say anything they dragged you downstairs. Toriel was nowhere to found but you two kept moving until you found her in front of some doors. You looked nervously at Frisk and then back to Toriel. She didn't even turned to face you.
"You really want to leave... Huh?" She said and you tensed a little. Frisk was just standing here with blank expression "You're just like the others. There's only one way for you to leave" After that she turned to you and created some fireballs in her hands. Wait, since when she can do this? Oh right. The fireball that almost hit Flowey must be hers.
"[Y/N], move back. I got this" The fact that they said your real name surprised you. It meant they are serious... They get into fighting position and you just stand here unable to do anything "I said move back. I don't want you to get even more hurt" You tried to think about some other options than just stand and watch your friend fight. There are only three ways to get out of this.
Fight
Listen to Frisk
Try to talk
What should you do?