There was a flicker in the sunlight shining down on the bed of flowers.

Flowers roughly crumbled under the weight of two figures, hitting the ground quite harshly before the bodies tumbled away from each other and immersed in the golden petals. The crumpled flowers merely sprung back up, glinting in the sunbeam, while two SOULs floated up from the bodies. The heart floating above the considerably smaller figure is unblemished and fragile and the heart floating near the larger figure is clouded and dark.

The bright, white soul pulsates dimly, and spidery threaded cracks trail up the SOUL. The cracks deepened, with the sound similar to window cracking, and the light emitting from the SOUL grows dimmer by the second. From the center of the patch of golden flowers, a red SOUL emerged from the ground and headed towards the white SOUL.

The hearts are side by side, with the red SOUL slipping into the cracked white SOUL. The cracks glow and after a few pulses of light, the cracks disappeared, and the white SOUL shines brightly.

The black SOUL twitches and pulsates, before a large crack form and deepens in the center.


Your father looks in both surprise and disgust, and you simply stare on in awe at how cute it was. The flower simply looks at the both of you in playful amusement, "I'm Flowey, Flowey the Flower! Look at this, two new faces. I bet you're new to the Underground, aren'tcha?" Your father grimaces and you give a hesitant nod, watching the Flower smile, almost maliciously, "Golly! You both must be so confused."

"We are," Dad finally replies as flower bounces in place in wicked excitement. "Could you possibly tell us how to…get back up there?" He looks uncomfortable about asking a flower on how to get home, and Flowey shakes his petals.

"You're gonna have to ask someone else, buddy," Flowey narrows his eyes at Dad before reverting back to that smile, "but someone ought to teach you how things work around here before you can ask around." Flowey leans his stem to the right, his beady black eyes landing on you, "do you want to help me demonstrate on how things work around here? He," Flowey looks to Dad before looking back at you, "looks too scared."

Dad grunts, taking it as an insult but doesn't say anything as you step around him. Flowey bounces in place, only to stop when Dad puts a hand on your shoulder, keeping you in the middle of the both of them. The flower catches a glimpse of your swollen cheek and tilts his petals.

"Gosh, what happened there, friend?" Flowey asks, drawling out the last word, and Dad squeezes your shoulder, and you try not to flinch. Flowey narrows his eyes with some sly smile and looks to you. When your eyes meet his, you didn't look away from Flowey. He returns to that brilliant smile, and this time it makes you nervous, "Ready? Here we go!"

Your chest lights up, and you can hear Dad gasp in fear. It doesn't hurt, but you find your hands grow clammy with fear. What was Flowey doing to you?

"Hey, what did you do to my baby girl?!" Dad demands and you catch Flowey roll his eyes.

"Golly, what did I do to her," Flowey mocks at Dad as something sprouts from your chest, and a small heart floats out, white and clear like a diamond. You look in awe and hold a hand out just below it, wondering if you could touch it. Flowey seems to be pleased to see this heart while Dad looked ready to yank you back and bolt away, "do you see that heart? That's your soul, the very culmination of your being!" You are left confused but Flowey continues anyway, "Your soul starts off really weak, but it can grow stronger if you gain a lot of LV."

" 'El'…'Vee'?" You ask and Flowey takes in your confused gaze, "What does that mean…?"

"Why, LOVE, of course!" You process that word as Flowey gives you a bright eyed look and he gives a grin that had a strange look to it, "I bet you want some LOVE, don't you?" Dad's hand leaves your shoulder and Flowey gives him a small sneer. You stare at your heart before looking up at Flowey.

"I do." You say, almost wondering if that was the wrong thing to say when you feel Dad's glare on you. At your words, the smile on Flowey's face grows more sinister and you feel yourself being pulled away, hidden behind your father. Flowey's menacing smile drops and he gives Dad a tired look.

"I think that's enough. Whatever you're trying to teach her, it's not going to be any use for us. We're not going to be here long," Dad says as you could see the irritation rise on Flowey's face. It was impressive how expressive a flower could be, "so we don't need whatever you're trying to…share with us."

"You are going to need to learn, either by me or by someone else," it sounded more like a threat but Flowey's smile returns, though it's twitching by the corner, "well, if she isn't gonna get any LOVE, then I'll just share it with you!"

Popping sounds are heard in the air and you look up, seeing spinning white oval shaped pellets floating around in a constant spinning twirl. They hover above Flowey and Dad looks uneasy. Dad's chest glows and you see a heart come from his chest, but the sight of it brings Flowey to a gasp.

The poor, small heart was pitch black with noticeable cracks.

"...Gee whiz, that's a sight," Flowey says after intensely gazing at it. You tilt your head in confusion and Flowey gives a 'sweet' smile at Dad before resuming his lesson, "you know, down here, LOVE is spread through," Flowey takes a second, deep in thought as if deciding what he should refer to the spinning white objects as, "….little white…'friendliness pellets'."

"Wait, what?" Dad backs away, and he bumps into you and you stumble back, where he takes a moment to look back at you and glare. Flowey snickers as the pellets float straight towards Dad's heart.

"Move around! Get as many as you can!" The flower encourages Dad as you watch his heart float a bit before trying to redirect it around the flying pellets. A snarl grows on Flowey's face and before you know it, Dad grabs your arm and pushes you in front of him, where the pellets hit your heart.

Pain hits you and you stumble back, clutching your chest as the glow your heart emitted dims like a broken light bulb. Dad looked on in fear with small whimpers escaping you. Bruises began to form on your body, almost matching the pain in your swollen cheek. Flowey is baffled before narrowing his eyes at Dad,

"I'm shocked that you understand that in this world, d."

As you cough to catch your breath, with pain riddling your small body, you could feel your father's arms around you. He lifted you up and dashed away from the flower, running blindly into the darkness. His breathing had a shaky, fast pace, and his legs pounded against the dark ground in fast, thundering steps. It didn't take long for Dad to navigate through the darkness and find himself in a dark room with towering pillars in the tint of lavender. There was more sunlight beaming down from the cracks high above them, hitting a patch of grass growing in the center of the dark room. Straight ahead was an outline of a door that could be made out in the darkness, and it only took Dad a few seconds to spot it.

His stumbling steps from the constant rushed movements and the frightened adrenaline pumping in his veins caused him to almost drop you several times, but not once did his arms loosen around you. His eye was on the door shrouded in the shadows, and just as he was halfway across the room, Flowey had popped out of the center of the patch of grass. Dad shrieked in terror as he dug his heels into the ground, backing away as the both of you stared at Flowey in uneasiness.

Flowey blinked his beady little eyes and bounced in place, looking completely innocent. "You really are pathetic, aren't you?" Flowey shakes his petals, before grinning a wicked smile that was more frightening than your father's anger. The terribly familiar 'friendliness pellets' materialize around the father and daughter, trapping them within a circle of the white, oval seeds that rotated in place. You clutch your Dad's shirt, panic blooming in both your mind and eyes.

" D I E . "

The pellets were closing in, mocking the father-daughter duo with the not-so-tantalizing pain that was to come instantly at impact, and you bury your head into Dad's chest, feeling Flowey's gaze on you. You were scared. So scared. What if Dad threw you at the pellets again?

Would you die?

You take a peek up at your father, and your body grows cold at the sight of him looking down at you. His grip on you gets tighter and your heartbeat quickens in its pace.

"Do you still love me, baby girl?" He asked as the pellets grow closer and closer, his eyes burning into you. Your throat becomes dry and you know exactly what he wants to hear.

However, you know exactly what he's going to do once you say it. With knowing what comes next, you don't want to tell him.

* …

You are terrified, but the white, dimming heart floating near your chest pulsates with a strong glow. A warm feeling replaces that fear that had been settled in the pit of your stomach. A smile reaches your face.

*You tell him that you love him.

Despite the abundance of love you have for your own father, you came to realization as he lifted you up in the air towards the incoming pellets. Your father may never match the love you have for him. You love him, despite how cruel and terrible he can be. Others may regard you as naïve and others will express disappointment towards you, yet you are fine with that.

Your eyes meet Flowey's, and he cackles with a faint grimace.

A ring of fire surrounds you and your father, spinning out and dissipating the incoming pellets before they second can even touch you, and Flowey looks around in shock. It takes only a second for Dad to yank you away from the air and holds you against his chest protectively. There is a crackling of what seems to be fire, and within the dark cavern there is a faint glow of red. Flowey turns around a little too late and gets knocked right out of the ground by a fireball. You don't know where the flower was knocked to, but you hear frantic footsteps approaching you.

"What a miserable creature, torturing such poor, innocent souls." The sound of a kind voice from the dark shadows of the room calms you, but not your terrified father.

Demanding and terrified but masked by anger, he yells to the darkness that surrounds them, "Who's there?!" His voice echoes through the darkness and there is no response until a tall, furry woman approaches them from a door hidden in the shadows. She offers a kind smile and Dad is put off by the sight of her and holds you tighter.

"Do not fear, I am Toriel, sir. I am the caretaker of the Ruins-," the furred woman, Toriel, does not continue her introduction as her eyes were set on you and your current state. She looks horrified and immediately walks towards with her gaze fixated on you, "child, you are hurt! I am sorry for not coming earlier! Please, allow me to heal you—."

Dad immediately turns sideways, trying to hide you away from her, glaring at the woman with the kind voice, "Stay away from my child, you beast!"

Toriel looks to him with a pained look in her eyes. You peek at her over Dad's shoulder, and you see her amethyst eyes are clouded with reminiscence. The insult Dad had thrown her did not bother her, but something else did. After a few quiet moments, she said in a gentle, soft voice, "…she is your child?"

Dad scowls at her, and you interrupted him before he could respond to the kind, furry woman. Rubbing your arm and wincing as you touch the sore bruises, you look up to him, "Daddy, it hurts…"

His head tilted down to look at you so fast you were worried that he might have popped his neck. Dad grimaces and hissed quietly, "Put up with it."

Toriel seemed to hear what he said and gave Dad a look of disbelief, "Your child is hurt. Won't you let me heal your child?" She gives him a begging look, and Dad clenches and unclenches his fists at his side. He's irritated.

"Don't you dare tell me what's best for my child—?!" Your hand grip the front of his shirt, tugging it once, and his attention is on you and not on that innocent woman who didn't deserve to be subjected to his anger. His eyes glare down at you, and his arms that carried you loosens. He wanted to drop you and hit you for interrupting him again. It's good that Toriel is there to stop it from happening. He takes a deep breath before giving you a curt, "…what?"

With your dangerously dimmed heart floating near the left side of your chest, you let go of his shirt and weakly hold up your arms, with the large sleeves falling down to reveal the bruises that screamed of pain to him, "please, daddy? It hurts…"

He doesn't say anything.

*You ask him to let Toriel heal you again.

He still doesn't say anything. You let out a smile.

*You tell him that you love him.

Dad roughly puts you down and shoves you towards Toriel, and she immediately crouches and catches you in her warm arms. Turning around in her arms to look at Dad, he glares at the both of you with so much hatred in his eyes. Most of it is directed on you. "Don't cry to me if she kills you. You don't know if she's just like that flower."

"I could never harm such an innocent youth," Toriel immediately says, but Dad looks the other way as his way of ignoring them both. She returns her attention to you and gives you a soft smile. A smile that fills you with love. She holds you in her arms, and you feel warm and safe. It reminds you of a warm blanket. Her large paws glow with a faint light that was full of warmth, and she holds her paws above your soul. The pain in your body disappears within minutes and your soul glows brightly once again. "Do you feel any better, little one?" Toriel asked and you look up at her.

"Thank you!" You wrap your arms around the furred woman with your heart bursting with gratitude. She hums happily as she gently squeezes you back.

"It is nothing, I am happy to help," Toriel says as she lets you go and stands up. You pull your sleeves up, marveling at how the bruises had disappeared. You wonder if she has magic. "It would be best if you both come with me. I shall guide you through the catacombs."

Toriel had pulled you close when she spotted Dad's shaking fists.