- The Determination Route: Chapter Ten -
"...all I know is, I can't afford to not care anymore"
Jerking awake, Sans gripped his head as his eyes widened more than they probably should have. Screams ripped through his head, and dislodged themselves from his mouth, the cracks in his skull seaming to split farther and farther apart as he let loose a cry like no other. The cry of a caged animal, just desperate enough to do something stupid.
Groaning, Frisk propped themselves up on one elbow, holding their head as they blinked, the dimness of the room around them somehow comforting.. The lack of light honestly a blessing with how much they hurt, they didn't want to deal with light sensitivity too. That would just be insult to injury… Sighing, they felt along their legs, and back, where it hurt… and found nothing broken, fractured, or remotely damaged. Just sore, and bruised. Glancing around, they sighed, deja-vu running rampant through their head as they stood up, unsteadily, and took a few steps forward, the dark space ahead lit gently by a stream of light from above.
"Heya… I'm Flowey, Flowey the flower!" Something spoke up in front of him… a flower? That's what it called itself. It was a small yellow bloom… Friek just tried walking past, before tripping as they stepped just past, something wrapped tight around their ankle, looking down… he grimaced… something was definitely broken. 'You're new to the underground, arentcha?" The flower grinned, and winked, "Someone needs to teach you how things work around here… I guess little old me will have to do…" The purple walls faded back into a dull grey, the yellow of the flowers bloom fading to a slightly brighter shade, the only color coming from a small red heart floating in between them. "See that? That's your soul, the very culmination of your being… everything you represent, and everything you are... " A small white pellet blinked into existence next to the flower as they talked. "See this? This is a friendliness pellet… move your soul around,, try to catch as many as you can!" The flower cheered, smiling happily.
"It's a trick…" A voice rang out in their head, deeper than their normal mental voice. He grimaced again. Strange talking flower that had trapped him, or the voices in his head? "Nine times out of ten, the voice at least helps you before it screws you over, kiddo" Well, that settled it… They groaned a bit, just trying to sit up, the heart moving seemingly of it's own accord. It just seemed so natural to Frisk… who sighed and looked at the Flower, raising a hand as a flame flickered to existence in his palm, after a flicker of orange and blue light swirling in his palm. Blinking at the fire, he simply condensed it and burned away the vine, before retracting their heart in a show of mercy, and walking away, color returning to the world around them as the Flower stared after them.
"Hehe… interesting… So the smiley trash bag is helping you, huh?" Glancing back at the flower, it had already vanished. Huh. They shrugged, and just kept walking, as a headache forming in their head, their vision swam before them as a large… goat lady? Stepped in front of them, smiling, and said something as they pitched forward, hitting the ground with a loud thump.
"Nnngg… not again" They breathed out as the world faded.
"Papyrus… do you really believe that anybody can be good?" The taller skeleton looked down at Sans, and smiled gently, leaning down to come face to face with the shorter one, who had fallen into a snowbank, extending a hand.
"Of course, if the Great Papyrus can do it, anyone can!"
"Hehe… Maybe I'll give it a shot"
A/N - Sorry about the lack of uploads, I've been a bit busy, so just bear with me *smile* I hope you all enjoy, I'll see you next time!
~Hollow1134