'Yo' - Harry writing or signing

'Yo' - Thoughts

'Howdy' Angry monsters (Flowey)

Chapter 1

~6 Years Later – Age 11~

He had finally found it. After years of searching, he had found the mountain that monster-kind was sealed underneath. His mix-matched eyes gleamed in excitement.

Over the years he had use his magic so much that the repercussions were visible if they weren't hidden. His right hand to his elbow had lost all skin and muscle and was only bones. Not that he minded, he thought it looked cool. His right eye was black with a white iris unless he was using his powers, then the pupil glowed blue and green, like his magic. Other times it was completely dark, and he had found out by 'accidentally sticking a finger in it' that it was an empty socket.

He hid these 'abnormalities' with gloves, sweaters, coats, hats and the fact that his bangs curled over his dark eye. He had a backpack full of clothes and necessities on his back as he hiked up the mountain. He was sweating slightly when he got all the way up. But considering he was wearing a red and black hoodie, it was understandable.

He whistled as he looked down, 'Wow that's far.' He hummed. He sat down on the edge and pulled out a bottle of fresh milk from his bag and opened it. He sighed in happiness as he downed it. He wiped the access milk off his lips and threw the bottle back into his bag.

'Now or never.' He thought as he readied himself for the fall. He dropped off the edge and let out a silent scream as he fell. 'I BETTER NOT BREAK ANYTHING FROM DOING THIS!' He shouted inwardly before he overcame the panic and tore off his glove, splaying his skeleton hand out and catching his fall.

He landed gently in a bed of golden flowers. The eleven year old sat up and looked around. He was in a small cavern that arched up to the hole at the top.

'I fell that far?' He thought in awe. He shook his head and stood up, looking at his skeleton hand and sighing when he looked up and saw his glove stuck in a root. His eye glowed again and he caught the glove with a small smile. He pulled it back on before sticking his hand in his pocket and leaving the room.

He traveled down the purple hallway, taking it slow to look around. He recognized the architecture from the drawings in the books. He entered a dark room with a singular spot of sunshine, with a green patch growing under it.

Harry walked forward, only to stop when a flower formed from the ground. But this wasn't like any flower, it had a face.

"Howdy! I'm Flowey, Flowey the Flower!" It said. Harry narrowed his eyes and he pulled out his pad.

'Are you a monster?' Harry wrote before showing it to the flower.

Flowey looked at the pad in confusion, "Why are you writing instead of talking?" He asked.

'My uncle tried to tear out my throat. I can't speak because of that. I communicate using either this pad or sign language. Are you a monster?' Harry repeated his first question after answering the flower.

"Oh! Yes, I am. You're new to the Underground, arntcha? Golly, you must be so confused!" Harry stared at the flower blankly, seeing straight through the innocent act.

He quickly scrawled in his note book, 'I know all about the Underground, the war with the humans, and the barrier. I found books on the surface and read them. That's what led me here.' His handwriting said. He shoved it in front Flowey.

Harry watched as Flowey's face changed from 'cute' to very deadly.

"IS thAt sO?" Flowey growled.

Harry shrugged and nodded before feeling a tug on his soul. He narrowed his eyes as his right eye started glowing blue under his bangs. He smirked when his soul stayed where it was inside him.

"HOW?!" Flowey yelled.

Harry pulled off his glove and splayed out his right hand and used it to pull Flowey up. Flowey let out a slightly pained yell before looking at Harry in shock, "What are you doing?!" He demanded.

Harry shrugged and scrawled a reply, 'I thought you'd want to come with me as I traveled. I could be your legs.' Flowey glared at him.

"Why would I want a human to be my legs?" He spat.

Harry shrugged again, but started walking. Flowey muttered angrily on his shoulder, but instead of falling he actually wrapped his roots around Harry's arm.

"So are you here to kill everyone?" Flowey asked.

Harry shook his head and wrote it down, 'I want to save them. I want to destroy the barrier so that they can enjoy the sun, and the outside world. It's not right that they were sealed under a mountain for the fears of humans.'

Flowey stared at him, "You're a really weird human." He said dryly.

Harry smiled, 'Not completely human. At least, not anymore.' He wrote.

"Yeah, the skeleton hand gave it away." Flowey said sarcastically. Harry's lips curled into a smirk. Flowey stared at him, "You're the second human to fall down here today." He revealed.

'But I jumped.' Harry pointed out with a careless smile.

Flowey looked at him dryly, "I repeat. You are really weird and stupid."

Harry shrugged and continued to walk before looking at Flowey out of the corner of his eye, 'There was another human? Where'd they go?' He asked silently with his pad.

Flowey's face grew dark, "The Queen saved them, and took them with her. She always saves the children." He said darkly.

'And that's a bad thing? Honestly I don't think you'd actually want to kill them.' Harry wrote and Flowey glared at him.

"What do you know?" He growled.

'Not much, but I know that killing someone is never the answer. It usually blackens one's soul and that's not something I believe you'd want.' Harry said before tapping his pen to his lips, 'In fact, you're after a Soul, aren't you?'

Flowey stared at him in complete silence before turning his petals away from the prying preteen. Harry smirked victoriously before Flowey turned back to face him, "You really are an idiot. Asking questions, assuming things about me. It makes me sick. You're just a lousy human, you don't know anything! You-"

'I what?' Harry held his pad up to interrupt the angered flower, 'Everything I said is true. You might fool others, but I see through your lies. I see the burden you carry. I see the weight it's placing on you, and I see how it is crushing you. That's the burden I have. I see through lies. But even so I have HOPE for you. Maybe I can't help. But I'll try my best.' He finished, both of his eyes glowing.

Flowey's face went blank and his petals drooped, "HOPE, huh? Haven't seen that one before." He muttered.

Harry tilted his head curiously, but the flower didn't say anything after that. The human then shrugged and continued through the rooms. Luckily for him, the traps and puzzles had been set off so he calmly walked through it.

He wasn't attacked by any monsters, but considering he had a homicidal flower wrapped around his arm, he didn't blame them. He hummed, maybe he could meet this 'Queen' person soon. He would love to 'talk' to someone who had inside knowledge of the Underground.

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