EEE! So close to 30! AHHH! YAY!
Flowey smirked and walked backwards. "Oh, where is my prince," they cried out in a falsetto.
"It is I, Prince Henri," Kody declared in an overly deep voice.
"Oh myyy, it is simply much too warm out here," Flowey fanned their face. They leaned backwards before pretending to faint into Kody's arms.
"My dearest Cinderella! I must escort you to the indoors at once!" Kody stifled a laugh as he scooped Flowey up into his arms.
"Guys. It's actually cold," said Chara. Her short-sleeved outfit made her grab her arms from the chill.
Flowey pouted. "Well, you're no fun. We were just practicing for the play," they said as Kody set them down ("Yeah, right. No scene like that in the play," muttered Chara).
"Yeah, and Flowey, jeez, how much do you weigh? It feels like you're lighter than my dog!" he exclaimed.
Flowey smoothed out the Survey Corps cape. "Well, I can say that I weighed ten pounds more when I first got here. Other than that, my weight is none of your business," they said as they stuck their tongue out.
"Flowey," Chara responded, crossing her arms with a tone in her voice.
"...Fine. Last I checked, 55 pounds."
"WHAT?!" hollered Frisk, who'd been listening to the conversation. "Flowey! That's like, really underweight!" She grabbed their arm, alarmed at what she felt.
They jerked their arm away. "Anyway, let's just go trick-or-treating, alright? We can worry about my weight later."
"Trick or Treat!"
"Trick or Treat!"
"Trick or Treat!"
"Treat or... AGH!" Asriel exclaimed. "I still haven't gotten the hang of that."
Bella smiled as she took in all the glorious sunlight. Her toes curled around the sand. She glanced back at her mother, lounging on a beach towel and wearing a sun hat and sunglasses, before wading into the water.
It was the perfect temperature- not too hot, not too cold. Bella loved going to the beach, and this beach trip was like any other.
Her purple swim suit got completely wet as she dived headfirst into the water. Maybe I can go all the way to the buoys, she thought.
The water was still shallow enough to stand, so she did so- confused when it seemed she had hardly moved at all.
"Bella."
She turned around to see her mother, missing the hat and sunglasses, but still beaming at her.
But suddenly, her expression changed.
Changed to one of pure horror and pain.
Bella's mother screamed as her hair fell straight out and her skin started to decompose. Soon, there was nothing left but a skeleton- a skeleton with two, rotting, HUMAN eyes.
Bella screamed.
"This is your fault," a voice said. Well, more like an amalgamation of voices- all ones she recognized. Julia, Alex, her father, Max, Frisk, Flowey, Chara, Asriel, Elliot...
"Your fault."
"Your fault your mother is dying."
"Your fault she is half dead."
"Your fault she is dead."
"Your fault."
"Your fault!"
"YOUR FAULT!"
"YOUR FAULT!"
"YOUR FAULT!"
"✡︎□︎◆︎❒︎ ︎ ︎◆︎●︎⧫︎!"
"NO! IT'S NOT MY FAULT!" Bella screamed. "IT ISN'T! IT ISN'T!"
"YOUR FAULT! YOUR FAULT! YOUR FAULT! YOUR FAULT!"
"Face the facts, Bella," said a voice Bella hoped would never say that.
Alex approached her through the water, though she was wearing regular clothes, they didn't get wet.
"It's your fault. You killed your mother with those stupid little beach trips. You murdered her. And for that... well..."
"Don't think anyone could ever love you."
"YOUR FAULT! YOUR FAULT! YOUR FAULT! ✡︎□︎◆︎❒︎ ︎ ︎◆︎●︎⧫︎! YOUR FAULT! YOURFAULTYOURFAULTYOURFAULTYOURFAULTYOURFAULTYOURFAULTYOURFAULTYOURFAULTYOURFAULTYOURFAULT
YOURFAULTYOURFAULTYOURFAULT!"
The water tugged Bella underwater as Alex's voice echoed through her head.
"You deserve to die. As they all say, an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, a leg for a leg..."
"And a life for a life."
Bella sobbed.
"It's all my fault..."
"I killed my own mother..."
"I'm a murderer..."
"BELLA! WAKE UP! BELLA!" a familiar voice said, shaking her awake.
"DAD!" Bella flung her arms around the man sitting on the side of her bed.
"What happened, Bella? You were screaming and crying..." he trailed off.
Bella was thankful that she had the nightmare on a day when he was calmer.
"I h-h-had a nightmare..."
"What about?"
"...Mom."
Flowey walked bravely down the sidewalk. They had split off from their siblings, due to realizing that waiting for everyone to catch up every house was getting boring, and decided to go it alone.
However, this part of the neighborhood gave them the spooks. Sure, there were still plenty of kids roaming the streets, but they were all highschoolers.
Suddenly, someone pulled them into the bushes. However, they let go of their hand before Flowey could see who it was.
"Show yourself! I've got magic and I'm not afraid to use it!" they yelled, summoning a few Friendliness Pellets. They could have summoned the energy sword, but they didn't think it was necessary.
Something moved in the darkness. Flowey immediately sent a Pellet flying at it.
"AH!"
Luna: LV 1 HP .5/10 AT 1 DF 1
"LUNA!"
Something was horribly wrong. First of all, her max HP was only 10, second, she was at .5, and third, Flowey knew that she must have been hurt beforehand- a single Friendliness Pellet never did more than 7-8 damage.
"Luna! What happened?" Flowey asked, grabbing her hand and helping her up, bag of candy forgotten.
"I-I-I was attacked..." she sniffled. Her hand went to a large gash on the side of her head, bleeding. Flowey picked up their candy bag and tugged her along with them.
"W-W-Wait! Where a-are you t-taking m-m-me?!"
"Home. To my house. Mo- Toriel can help. And then we can try to get that attacker of yours arrested."
WHY. IS. THIS. CHAPTER. SO. DANG. SHORT.
AHHHH.
Ugh. Anyway, special thanks to tacocatiam for reviewing a bunch and for the fact that we've talked quite a few times.
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