Hey guys uploading another chapter. I will sooner or later come up with a schedule to when I will post up stories. And I'm still trying to figure out everything on here. So if I mess up some how forgive me T-T. Please comment so I know what you may suggest for to write and maybe some good criticism. Welp hope you guys like this one as well! Oh and the song dosnt belong to me its by Phil Collin : transformation Love Antuari 3
Chapter 2: Flowery Welcome
His eyes never faltered from me as his head tilted with interest. It was exceedingly unnerving as his sunflower seeds twitched from what I suppose was anticipation... or irritation. However I could see Flowey trying to keep his cheerful presentation up from the straining twitches of his stamen's mouth that was unnaturally formed. To stop the flower from exploding into even more morbid rainbows in comparison to himself; I spoke as to relieve the uncomfortable silence. "H-how are you talking exactly?" I cringed from the rasp that left my lips and a small swipe of my tongue told me how dehydrated I was. I swallowed trying to delay the slight discomfort or the intimidation that I felt toward the flower . I watched as his eyes immediately pinched slightly letting out a slight tearing sound in response of the pressure, the smile never leaving his face. However once that look was there it quickly vanished, and he seem to have composed himself. As if cleaning a new slate for me. "Hmm..." he hummed trying to pick his next words carefully...I think? "Ha, you must be new to the underground!" His voice screeched with child like glee, as his head tilted to the right with enthusiasm." Golly no wonder you're so confused, someone ought to teach you how things work around here!" The imitation of his personality hit me in the nerves making me not believe anything that came out of his morbid mouth." I guess little old me will have to do." His smile grew raising my fear. Within seconds it was like the light within my eyes coruscated until my vision went. Once everything went dark I felt my whole being become tangible, like an… out of body feeling. I jump or I think I did when a loud humming came from beneath my non-existent feet. Everything started to illuminate and I could see my now called "body". I was almost translucent yet I could see that when the light touched my now jet black body silver would glister in response. I could see my hair that used to be dark brown almost thought to be gone if it hadn't been slivers of silver gracefully going around my head like a mane. The light emitted from the square like field that went far into the darkness. Yet it was close enough for me to see other lines jutting out in other curves.' Beyond freaky ,talking flower , now I'm a ghost.' I thought wondering how bad the impact was on my head, Another vibration hit beneath my toes. It felt like little tubes were trailing beneath the smooth ground. Not only a few feet away Flowey appeared." That's a good look for ya, friend." He said. I looked down once more for confirmation, and realized if I had skin I would've been slightly red from my tan complexion. As it finally occurred to me that I was naked… I let out a small screech and immediately hid my small breasts. His eyes turned from their vertical place to become horizontal as if he was tired…or bored? " Don't worry girly you may have curves…" I felt his eyes drifting to my hips, almost like dad did but with more…hunger. "But all in the wrong places." I felt my heart drop into my stomach and into several piercings into my chest. I felt that my nails dig into my black arms in disgust. Yet come to see a literal heart appear before me." Hehe, just kidding!" his eyes revert back to his original look. But I knew he was lying, that's why the pain was still there. Just like how all the other insults have scared my body. The were all true from him, school, even from Jay and Dad. All those nights staring at that mirror and hating every inch of my body, but was soon covered in blood…The flower cleared his throat noticing that I was lost in thought. "Now, you see that heart? That's your soul, the very culmination of your being!" He explained while his head slowly swayed side by side, probably to keep his enthusiasm going. Yet I still did what I was expected to, and because of curiosity. I looked at the heart that floated only as bit farther from my body as saw that there were inscriptions that carved into it after I hesitantly touch it. The word glowed white and I could already analyze it was mix of ancient and modern engravings. It listed LV1, a bar that seemed filled and what I remembered from junior high was the roman numerals "XX-XX" which would be translated into 20-20.'So its full.' I silently analyzed. Your soul starts off weak, but can grow strong if you gain a lot of LV." He stated. I looked up at him silently and he practically read my mind; which I wouldn't be surprised about at this point. "LV stands for love, of course silly! "He exclaimed, his head thrashed around a bit rougher than usual and he did it for a while longer. "Haha you want some Love don't you." He asked knowingly. 'No I really don't, I think ill pass.' I thought as tried to move backward, but found myself stumbling. Walking didn't feel the same anymore, and it was because of my state. "Don't worry, ill share some with you!" he gave a forced wink, which I think resulting him to snap one of is sunflower seeds. But some how refused to its whole form quickly after, still oblivious to my discomfort near him. Small specs surrounded Flowey's own mane, as he began to tell me how Love was shared with others through "Friendliness Pellets"—which he himself didn't seem too sure about. When it was time for the first round… ill be honest I was really too scared to touch them, and they easily flew by me . Which caused Flowey's eyes to twitch like before, yet he still held that hell like smile. " Heeeey, buddy you missed them, lets try again. Okay?" The second round I found myself doing the same but had to sway my body in different directions as the "pellets" were cutting close. "Is this a joke? Are you BRAIN-DEAD?" 'Ah, new insult.' I thought blankly. Flowey's eyes started to split, and hearing the tearing of layers of skin, made me desperate to crawl from the little runt. " . !" Once I heard that last word I saw how his eyes snapped back together catching his mistake. Quickly correcting himself in a panic back to "friendliness pellets" and quickly shot another round. As another batch quickly flew at me I quickly planned my next step. Knowing I couldn't actually move, I let my knees give out and slammed on the floor— listening to the bullet grazing past my head. Once I knew all the bullets were gone I lifted my head to see the now silent flower. The silence didn't last very long as it was soon occupied by the tearing of his eyes, and his smile became horrifying. The core of the seeds stared deadly into my eyes. The happy voice became accompanied by demonic and gave off a low voice that rumbled and pierced my ears. I could only glare. "You know what's going on here, don't you?" A full ring of bullets surrounded my body on the floor— and not knowing how to move I was a goner. The bullets were coming closer and closer, see my heart in front of me trembling. Reaching out I grabbed it pulling it to my chest as I begin to lay down in a fetal position, cocooning around my heart. I was ready for death. "DIE!" I heard Flowey screech, followed by a satanic laugh. I really was ready, but when I could feel the bullets sharp ends grazing my skin there was. Nothing. Everything stopped. I open my eyes that I didn't remember shutting and watched as the field shrunk to see an Indian design of a flower. The outline gave one last burst of light before everything flickered away.
"Come with me , Ill take you now
To place that you fear for no reason why
Your heart has turned away from me
And I will make you understand"
An almost withered voice cascaded into the depths of my hearing. As I was gently swayed within the ripples of fur. The lullaby was so familiar so far. It reminded of her. With our shared dark brown hair that both lead down past our shoulder plaids. However her eyes shined like a ravens wings and shined with love and life. Her heart shaped faces covered with her tan skin that was always dusted with a light blush that, that was made from the kiss of life. I'm almost exactly her other than my golden brown eyes and my pear shaped figure, compared to her perfect hour glass one with her natural large breast size and perfect waist. She knew of my insecurities but she was the only one that understood. Even tried to help.
" Everything will come clear to you
When you see through another's eyes
Everything will become clear to you
Whatever's meant for you, you will find
"Flashes of visiting my Native filled my mind. Hearing the drums, smelling the crisp air of the cold, feeling the warmth of the fire and the love. It was all cherished by my young mind. As my moms hair fanned out around her body as it decided to grow out. And she sang. This song. It was almost like magic as the Northern lights started to paint the sky once the lyrics left her pedaled lips. That was our last time visiting our family. But it wasn't my last time hearing her sing, that was when we were camping. On .I was our night to run away from everything. And we would lay in the tent as she let her fingers run through my hair. I opened my lips just like I did back then when I was 6. Letting the memories of her warmth consume me.
"Ma linn a
Ki na taa mun
Ll I sa quik sra mun
Ll I saa qa quiak tu tin
At laua iaq tu tin
At a ra mik
Si uuu qqan
At a ra mik
Pi ga ni ga
Then there was the crash
A low feminine chuckle pulsated through what I guessed was my savior's breasts— from what I can feel they were large too. 'Great.' I inwardly groaned, yet it felt so familiar. They felt just like mom's, yet it felt foreign. It has been so long since I felt any close contact without pain or…him…Dad." I see you are awake little one." The voice seemed a bit younger from what I heard. Now the voice sounded like it was filled with joy. My body immediately disregarded the condolence I found in this feminine figure and becoming solicitous of what ive gone through from my attempt of death. Freezing all thoughts as a large paw established itself on my cheek. "My child I will not harm you, I only wish to help you." She soothed out like silk,and started to caress my cheek with affection. So genuine. I felt like I had to believe her. I wanted to believe her. So I did what I asked and slowly flattered my tired eyes open. Her Fur shined within the darkness of the Underground and her kind maroon brown eyes looking back at me.'…' She stared back.'A goat.' I thought as nothing could surprise me anymore as my head is officially fucked up. The fury body I felt wasnt a freaking ape of a body of a person that never learned to shave , no. She was literally a humanoid I must add could talk also just like Flowey the fucking murdering flower. I started to tear up from all the stress of the day, and could hear a gentle hush coming from the Goat. "Its alright." She whispered gently sitting me up so I was standing in front of her, and once again caressing my cheeks removing all my tears. Feeling like my 6 year old self again, feeling affection. I gently scrutinized the body in front of me. As her glossy pearl coat held tightly to her buxom body. And she wore a robe that accentuated her breast but the flowed freely the rest of her body. Her ears where flopped down on the sides of her face, a small horns stuck out of her head. Her white tulle covered arms lead up to my face that she still rested on my cheeks which one was still sore from my fathers buckle. I placed my small hands on her large ones. "who are you?" I rasped out once again, not bothering to wet my lips. I could see a smile brace her fury lips and move to her eyes. She moved her hands from me to move to stand up... which I thought she was already doing- as she was already about a few inches taller than I was. And I am 5'3" But when she stood she had at least two head on me. I had to take a step back to see her without craning my neck too much. She bowed politely and stated the name that would give me the condolence i've always wanted since my mother died. "I am Toriel, and you?" She said with curiosity. I smiled without trying. "Frisk, my name is Frisk"
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