Hey hey hey! Welcome to chapter 2! I wanna thank you guys for the support I received in making this chapter. You guys mean the world to me! *Brings up knife slowly to cheek* As long as you review that is...
*Puts knife in drawer*
Imma just kidding! Enjoy the chapter!
Also thanks to my Beta! FrostedSkies! Love you!
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN JACKSEPTICEYE OR UNDERTALE
"Uggghhhhh" Jack groaned as he tried to open his incredibly stubborn eyelids. He was not hurt, but his head was fucking killing him, it felt like that time he had stayed up for 58 hours straight back in college. Not good basically. Jack finally managed to force open his bright blue eyes (dulled from pain and confusion) and took a moment to look at his surroundings. Seemed he was on a bad of golden flowers…. wait….
Jack had originally thought it was just a dream… but this kinda was proving otherwise… was he really in the game Undertale? It seemed like such an impossible feat it was ridiculous! Wait one potato-pickin' minute, if he was in the game Undertale…. then would he meet all the characters? Toriel, Sans, Papyrus, Mettaton, Undyne, Alphys and the like? That both sounded terrifying and awesome. Ya know… until the full reality of the situation hit him.
Suddenly finding it very hard to breathe, Jack sat down and concentrated on trying to get air into his lungs… was this a panic attack? Probably...
*Squrrrrreek!*
"AHH! THE FUCK?!"
Jack spun around, and around again, but he couldn't see anything that could of possibly made the noise, had it been Flowey? No, Flowey didn't appear until the next room, so it couldn't have been.
"Squiiirk!"
Jack leapt to his feet and looked around everywhere, nope, still nothing. He then felt something wriggling in his hoodie pocket, yelling in surprise he watched as something round and green squirmed it's way out of his pocket. Oh no way...
A green eyeball was floating right in front of him, it had a blue iris and a green tail-like thing. It was staring at him and making odd vibrated squeak noises.
"S-Sam?" he asked utterly amazed.
The pupil turned up into an upside-down u and it seemed to nod.
Jack fell onto his ass in shock. Sam floated down and squeaked in concern. (How on earth Jack could tell it was concern continued to evade him). Giving the eye a once over he reached out to touch it, Sam didn't seem bothered and moved closer so he didn't have to reach as far.
Jack was expecting Sam to be slimy and icky like a real eyeball, so when his fingers hesitantly brushed the green part of Sam he was pleasantly surprised. Of all things he had never expected Sam to be... fuzzy. Sam seemed to be covered in the same material his septiceye Sam plushies were made in, the ones that were sold from his website. His touch had made some of the short "fur" stick up on the top of Sam's head... ha! It kinda looked a bit like a small bit of spiked up hair. Sam was still the same size as he had been when he was simply a knitted eye, but he just looked so much more... alive... well duh.
Standing up again, Jack gave Sam a smile. In which Sam's pupil turned into an upside down u, (or ^ shape). Jack assumed it was how Sam conveyed a smile.
"Well, I don't quite unde'stand why yer alive and like this Sam, but I guess it doesn't matter now, so... should we just go forward then?"
Sam nodded again.
"Okay then... lets go"
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As soon as Jack stepped through the door he remembered what happened in the game. Sure enough, sitting on the floor looking all cute and innocent was a small golden flower... except this one had a face, a face that Jack knew would not stay cute and friendly for long.
"Howdy! I'm Flowey, Flowey the flower. You must be new, someone should really show you how things work around here, I guess little old me will have to do" Jack noted that Flowey's voice was actually very very similar to the one he had put on, actually it sounded exactly like the voice Flowey had used n the genocide run near the start of the game.
Flowey looked surprised at the hateful look that the human sent his way. Jack knew he was Asriel but he couldn't bring himself to show kindness to the flower at this moment.
"No thanks, I already know how things work around here. But thank you for the offer."
Flowey's gaze hardened but there was also curiosity there.
"Oh really? I doubt that, no other human has known what to do... then again, you are older than the other ones."
Jack kept his guard up and Sam glared at the flower, a very thin green eyelid had appeared on Sam just for that purpose.
"Well. I might as well show you anyway." Flowey continued.
Before Jack could protest he felt a tug at his chest and bent over in shock. Suddenly something pulled at his chest and there was suddenly a smallish heart floating in front of him, however what shocked both him and Flowey was the colour. Instead of the familiar fiery red of Frisk, or the player, it burned with a very different light.
"Rainbow?" asked Flowey, somewhat confused and amazed to a degree. Jack also stared open mouthed at the small bright multicoloured heart in front of him.
The heart was red at the top and as it went down went to orange, then yellow, then green, then light blue, then dark blue, then purple, and the very tip was a bright pink.
"Such a pretty soul" whispered Flowey, his gaze turned back to Jack with a greedy glint in his eyes, he had to have it.
"Well, see that heart? It's your SOUL, the cumulation of your very being. Now, your SOUL starts off weak but it can get stronger by collecting LV, and do you know what LV stands for?"
"Level of violence" said Jack without thinking.
Flowey recoiled. Had the human not been faking when he said he knew how things worked around here? If he wasn't... then Flowey knew his attempts to wound or hurt the human would prove fruitless. But if he had been lying, he could of simply heard the phrase mentioned... maybe they knew about it on the surface. Flowey upped his guard and continued his pretend happy facade.
"Yes! Now the point is not to gain any LV, and to avoid your LV building up, you have to make your SOUL stronger another way. You do this by collecting, little, white... friendliness pellets."
Jack ground his teeth at the obvious lie and watched as the white bullets surrounded his rainbow soul... wait... rainbow soul? Ha! He was sure there was a gay or Irish joke in there somewhere. Oh well.
"-catch as many as you can!"
"Oh shit!" Jack said and ducked as the bullets flew over his head.
"No! You missed them, oh well, lets try again. Try to catch one this time"
Jack couldn't dodge the next onslaught and screamed as he felt fire coursing through his veins, he imagined this is what a heart attack felt like, his SOUL flickered violently in protest to the violence and Sam squeaked in concern.
Jack slumped to the ground numb, his body and head pounding, it seemed he had not recovered from his earlier ahem... teleportation into a FICTIONAL GAME. As his eyes closed he dimly noticed a black fireball hit Flowey and send him flying away, before he was consumed by darkness.
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"Please, please little one be calm, he will be fine, shush! Please..."
Jack opened his eyes and groaned at his headache, what had happened?
"Oh! You are awake!"
Jack was suddenly assaulted by a small green blur
"Oof! Sam!? You're ok!" Jack hugged the green eyeball who chirped in response and nuzzled Jack's chest (well... as much as an eyeball can anyway)
Jack turned his head and almost fell of the bed when he saw the humanoid goat smiling at him.
"Tor-" he exclaimed before catching himself
Her expression became confused
"How do you know my name young one?"
Jack decided to play dumb
"Huh? I don't. Tor, is... an expression... used by... um... humans when we are, surprised is all. Heh, like Tor Blimey!" ...God he was a terrible liar.
Regardless, Toriel seemed to accept the answer and helped him stand up on shaky legs. Jack noticed that his shoes had been removed and placed at the end of the bed, he sat down and pulled them on, he also noticed this looked remarkably like the room Toriel gave to Frisk in the game. Could he even call it a game anymore? Was this all a dream?
"Ow!" Jack said and held his chest as it twinged in pain
Nope. Hurt too much to be a dream.
"Are you alright? From the information I have gathered that was the first time your SOUL has been hit, it's always very painful the first time, but it gets better, soon it will be nothing more than just a stab of pain. Provided you want to hurt monsters of course." Her eyes became guarded, Jack was quick to placate her.
"Nonononono, I don't plan on hurting anybody! Its just... not me is all"
Toriel believed him and smiled again
"Good to hear it. My name is Toriel, and I am the caretaker of the ruins, everyday I pass through to see if any humans have fallen down. You are lucky I came when I did."
Jack nodded, he was thankful. Very thankful in fact.
"Well, since you know my name, why don't you tell me yours"
Jack opened his mouth to say 'Sean' but found he couldn't, not that he didn't want to, just that he physically couldn't. Jack raised his hands to his throat, what the fuck was going on, why couldnt he say his name?! The answer hit him like a ton of bricks.
NAME THE FALLEN HUMAN: _
THE FALLEN HUMAN IS CALLED JACK. PROCEED?
Because his name wasn't Sean... at least not here. He had named the human Jack, not Sean.
"Jack" he said, and found he could say it just fine.
Toriel looked at him increasingly concerned
"Does your throat hurt? Do you want a glass of water?"
Thankful for a fake reason for his "random" spaz attack, Jack nodded.
Toriel lead him to the kitchen, it was odd seeing the house in non-pixalated form, but very cool none the less. Deciding it would be less hassle to keep up the unknowing facade, Jack decided to chat with the human-like goat.
"So Toriel, your house is pretty nice. It kinda looks like the ones on the um... surface, ya know, except I hav'an apartment an'all, but it's cute. Ah like it!"
Toriel turned to Jack with a surprised yet amused look on her face.
"That is a rather strange accent you have you know, I have never heard it before, do all humans sound like that?"
Jack blushed, he had not been expecting Toriel to comment on his Irishness.
"Well no. There are seven billion humans, and to an extent, each and every one of them has thier own accent, but in the differ'nt countries they all sound similiar to eachother. For example mine is an Irish accent, and only people born in or that live in my country have it."
Toriel's eyes had grown wide
"Seven billion?"
Oops
"Um yeah, but like 150,000 people die everyday on average so-"
He was cut off by Toriel's gasp
"Aaah! It's ok! Its usually age! If its any consolation around 365 000 babies are born every day... at least in 1997, it may have changed!"
God it was embarrassing how bad he was at this.
"I see. How many of the people that die are... children"
Jack knew this. He had done it for a project thing back in college and the knowledge had never left him, and although he did not particulaly want to tell her this he didn't want to have to lie to her. Especially since he was already doing that by pretending he didn't know who she was or what would happen in the future. He sighed
"Rougly 21,000. Each year, one million babies dies on the day they are born, or before their first birthday."
Toriel covered her mouth in shock.
"H-how old are you?"
"25" Jack said
She gasped
"But you're still just a child! Where is your mother and father? Did they let you run off alone!?"
"Wha-?! No! No, 25 is an adult in terms of humans, by the time we turn 18 we are allowed to drink alcohol, drive, leave our parent's home, get a job, and do all sorts of stuff!"
"Now now young one! I am 453 years old and I know that 25 is too young to be doing all that."
Jack's jaw dropped. Toriel was 453 years old!? He didn't know that! No wonder she thought he was practically a child... it would probably be best not to mention the fact that humans only lived to 90 on average... yeah... probably best.
"Um, ok." He said, a little unsure on how to go on with the conversation.
Toriel seemed to deflate slightly and ruffled his green hair. It was odd... Jack had not had his hair ruffled for a loooong time, ever since he was 13 he believed.
"What a strange hair colour" Toriel remarked absentmindedly as she retracted her hand "is it natural? Last time I checked, humans did not have such bright hair."
Jack laughed a little
"Nah, I just got it dyed again a couple ah'days ago, its actually naturally brown, like the sides here. But for some reason it has some streaks of grey in it, I'm not sure why exactly though"
Toriel accepted this with a smile
"Are you hungry? I made a butterscotch cinnamon pie for you while you were out"
Jack shook his head. He didn't really feel hungry at all.
"Thank you so much fer the offer though-" seeing her crushed expression he decided to try and do something to cheer her up "-goatmom"
Toriel blinked and stared at him for a moment before breaking out into a large smile and wrapping him in a hug. Not being surprised by the action, Jack hugged back.
"Well" Toriel said stepping back from him. "What do you want to do then?"
Jack winced at what he knew he had to say next
"Well. I have to find a way out of the ruins ya see, I know it seems really sudden and it will probably hurt a bit, but I promise if things get too bad I will come straight back here."
Toriel looked at him in a sad yet accepting way.
"Well... you are older than the others that have come through here. I suppose, as long as you come back if needed, I will permit you to go."
Jack nodded, thanking every single God there ever was that he didn't have to fight Toriel.
"Okay then. I shall show you to the door out of the ruins. Follow me"
Jack already knew where they were going, but didn't say anything as they walked through the stone corridoor. When they reached it, Toriel turned to Jack and gave him something
"Here, take this cellphone, use it to call me when you want" she smiled yet more sadly than before.
Jack took the cell phone and hugged her again before stepping out into snowdin forest, the cold air startling him momentarily. Thankfully he still had his blue hoodie on or he just might have frozen. He turned back and waved at Toriel who brightened a little and waved back
"BYE GOATMOM!"
She laughed a little wand watched him leave before closing the door and going back up to her house. Meanwhile the youtuber sighed and continued through Snowdin Forest.
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Jack shoved his cold hands into his hoodie pocket and watched a cloud of white mist form in front of his face. Passing a tree he gave a little mental sigh, he had no idea how, but he was bored… incredibly so. To amuse himself he kicked a snowdrift and watched as a cloud of flakes flew off in the direction he was heading, though he tried not to jostle too much as Sam was in his hood resting. The Irishman fixed his beanie and continued onwards, stepping over a large branch as he did. There was something oddly familiar about that branch but he couldn't put his finger on it at the moment. Jack was so caught up in his thoughts he didn't hear, and therefore react, to the branch snapping behind him, this consequently made a pair of "eyes" narrow slightly from the shade of a tree.
When Jack reached a bridge he wasn't quite all mentally there, so when a voice from behind him said " n", he found it perfectly acceptable that he shrieked and spun around so fast he almost fell over. His blue eyes widened as they took in the figure and suddenly found it very hard to swallow…
Sans.
Ok, that was chapter 2! Please review, I know its realllllly tempting to just follow, favourite, or do nothing, but they don't keep authors motivated. Reviews on the other hand give us the DETERMINATION to carry on writing chapters, so please please please review!