Three Weeks Later – Asriel
"Hello. My name's Flowey! Flowey the Flower!" I trembled at my former self as he looked at me with a cheery smile.
We were in a dark cave. Not the surface. How was this possible? Where was I? The ruins? How?
"You know who I am though, don't you?" I took a step backwards. "No. You're not real. I'm not like you. You don't have a soul." I said the words fiercely, though I was too scared to put any real force into them.
"You're wrong. I AM you. And YOU are me. We're the same. You just don't realize that, do you? I'm still a part of you. I'm still here. And I know what you've done."
I cringed and the yellow flower continued "You killed them. Toriel, Asgore, Undyne, Everyone – You've murdered them all before. Even your own parents. Multiple times, even. Do you really think you deserve the soul inside you chest? Do you deserve the mercy Frisk gave you?"
"Stop it!" I cried out. He was right. I didn't deserve it. I'd done such horrible things – And only because I could. Because I was bored. Because I didn't know what else I could do. "Stop talking!"
Large, green tendrils started to rise out of the ground. "Maybe I can give you what you deserve, Asriel…"
They came closer, slithering across the floor of the cavern like snakes. I tried to take a step back, but one started to wrap around my feet. I felt something grip my shoulder. "No! Stop! Let me go! LEAVE ME ALONE!"
I threw up a wall of magic and flung it outward at the flower with a scream.
Everything went white, and the nightmare was shattered
I woke up to a thump. Looked over.
And saw a Frisk shaped dent in the wall, and a figure lying face-down on the floor. Small sparks of magic danced in the corners of the room, still dissipating.
"Oh no. Oh god. No! No no no no no!" I climbed out of the bed and ran over to Frisk, who was coughing weakly and sputtering. "Frisk! I'm so sorry! I was having a nightmare...and...and.."
They looked up at me with closed eyes, blood oozing from a cut on their forehead. The door flew open, and Toriel burst in. magic balls of flame hovering around her like angry bees. Her voice was fierce and protective - the voice of a mother. "Children! Are you alri-" She froze as she saw me crying next to Frisk. "Asriel? What happened?"
I was bawling. "I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to! It was a dream!" I said through my sobs. She took Frisk's pulse.
Toriel sighed in relief. "Frisk is hurt badly. But I can heal them."
I was still crying. "Mom, please don't get mad! I'm sorry! I was asleep, and I was dreaming, and I had a nightmare, and.." Then I realized. The hand on my shoulder. "I think they were trying to comfort me…"
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Frisk - Five minutes before
"I'm not like you."
The words woke me from my sleep. I opened my eyes and looked over at Asriel's bed. He was tossing and turning, his voice a constant murmur. I slowly took the blanket off of me and stood, making my way over towards him.
"Asriel?" I said quietly. He went still. "I have a soul..." He said quietly. I got a cold feeling. I felt like I knew exactly who he was dreaming about.
"Asriel? Wake up...Please. This is all just a bad dream." Strangely, the words felt familiar as they left my mouth.
I put an hand on his furry shoulder and shook him slightly. And then he started trembling. I shouted. "ASRIEL! WAKE UP!" It was the first time I'd yelled in a long while.
His eyes flew open, terrified but also blazing with power. The last thing I saw was a flash of light.
Then I was sent flying. I hit the wall with a crack and a thump, and suddenly everything went black.
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"-risk, I'm so sorry…" I could dimly hear his cries, thought they were hazy and faraway. "Don't worry," I wanted to say back. "It was an accident. I forgive you." But I couldn't speak. Suddenly I heard a door smash against the wall, and the world started to fade away.
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I awoke in my bed, to the smell of butterscotch pie. Before I opened my eyes, I knew I was well. I'd been healed. Toriel must've seen to that. She's good at healing.
And then I opened my eyes. Asriel. He was standing next to the bed, and I jumped in shock. He seemed to jump a bit too. He recovered first.
"Frisk! Are you alright? I'm so, so sorry! I was just..." Tears welled up in his eyes.
I smiled. And then spoke. "I'm fine. It was an accident."
Asriel wiped his tears from his eyes. "I'm so sorry. I was just...so afraid. I didn't mean to...you know, almost magic you to death."
He held something up with both hands. It took a moment for my eyes to focus on it: A pie. Butterscotch. With a faint hint of cinnamon.
"Mom made this for you...I...I helped. I...felt bad." I giggled slightly.
"Well...at least it's not snail pie."
Asriel tilted his head. "What? Are you saying you...you don't like snail pie? It's delicious!"
He shrugged. "You humans are weird."
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