I started posting this story on AO3 if you guys are interested.
Flowey hit the ground hard. Rain fell onto them, their clothes, face, hair, everything. Mud coated their front as they tried to stand.
"I'm... alive... we got out... WE GOT OUT!"
They jumped up, eyes darting around for any sign of familiarity. Unfortunately, they found none, taking a step and beginning to climb down the mountain simply causing them to nearly lose their footing about a dozen times.
A large, familiar shape appeared soon. They realized it was that moving van in the junkyard- they made it to the junkyard? Flowey scrambled inside, curling into the old blanket for warmth.
The only thing someone would be able to see of them would be a small tuft of their yellow-blonde hair. But as they lay, curled, shivering, they got a disturbing thought- Frisk had used this place for shelter from her abusive mother. How many nights had she been in this situation? How many nights had she spent curled into the same blanket, laying in the same moving truck?
"Where... am... I?" Julia groaned, sitting up. She was in a bed that was not her own. A dull ache resided in many parts of her body, including her SOUL. She sat up slowly, barely recognizing a cat curled up in the corner. Bandages were all over her.
A strawberry blonde girl rushed into the room, half tripping over a second cat. "Oh-! You're awake!"
It only took a moment for her to recognize her.
"ALLISON?!" Julia flew straight out of the bed and onto the floor, leaping to her feet immediately.
Allison dashed towards her, trying to help her up. "You're hurt, you need to-"
"Away! Get away!" Julia flapped her hands wildly.
Oh, sure, get her away. Of course, you haven't seen her in about a year. Makes perfect sense. You really know how to treat your friends, a voice nagged in the back of her head.
Fuck off.
"What's wrong?!"
"Nothing, I-I'm fine!" Julia brushed herself off. "And how did I get here, anyway?"
"I, uh, found you collapsed in our backyard. You were hurt, so I brought you in." Allison motioned to the bandages she had applied.
"...Huh. Whatever, I'm leaving," Julia said, waving a hand. "I'm sure my grandparents are worried about me, after all."
"Wait-!"
But Julia had already launched herself out of the room, through the hallway, and out of the front door into the freezing rain.
"CHARA! HOLY SHIT!"
Crimson eyes snapped open, darting up and meeting concerned sapphire ones. Emily stood above her, hands plastered to her face in horror. "What the hell happened?!"
At Emily's feet was a Golden Retriever on a leash. It sniffed her face as she tried to sit up, slipping in a pool of- oh god. She was in a pool of her own blood. On the sidewalk. In the middle of the night.
"What... are you doing here?" Chara asked. It was pretty random for Emily to be taking her dog on a walk, after all.
"My dog, Al, he got out. I had to chase him down." Emily's clothing, pajamas, were soaked and she had running shoes on, which made her story plausible. "Oh my god, you're bleeding! I'm calling 911!"
"Wai-" Suddenly, the world seemed to spin and she coughed badly, blood coming out of her mouth. Her vision was tainted red and everything seemed to fade out. I'm dying, she thought. Really dying. Wonder what my HP's at.
The last thing she heard was Emily screaming.
"Emily, you useless shit, call the ambulance!"
"Who the hell are you?"
"That doesn't matter! I am not letting my best friend's sister die!"
"Uh, Chara, is it?" The nurse peeked inside the room. She pronounced it 'Care-uh'.
"It's pronounced 'car-uh'."
"Sorry, but your mother and siblings are here to see you." She eyed Emily, still sitting in the chair silently. However, the nurse said nothing and backed away as Toriel, Frisk, and Asriel came running into the room.
"Chara!" Asriel launched himself across the bed. "We thought we here never gonna see you again!"
"Now I feel kinda bad for yelling at Sans," Frisk murmured.
"What happened?" Toriel asked.
"It's, uh... not important. It's all good now. But Flowey and Julia are okay, right?" asked Chara.
"Julia's fine," said Frisk. "She called us when she got home. But, uh... we haven't heard anything from Flowey."
Morning came. Chara checked out of the hospital, Julia was safe and sound, and Flowey was certain they were dying of hypothermia. Seriously. They woke up freezing, but rolled out of the blanket and left it as they slid out of the moving van.
They stumbled through the junkyard, and through the woods, on the trail to their house.
They weren't sure if they were going to make it.
"They're alive."
Frisk turned to look at him. "What?"
"Flowey's alive. We have to find them." Asriel glanced over at her. "They're somewhere near the junkyard."
"How do you know that?" asked Chara.
"I don't know. I think it has something to do with our shared SOUL. But we have to go, they're in trouble!"
Just as Naomi thought she could relax after Emily called her and told her what happened to Chara, her phone rang. Groaning as she saw who it was from, she picked up. "Hey."
"Naomi. I'm in trouble."
"Even more than the fact that you still have no idea why you're alive?"
"Yes. I'm still hiding in that building. I need to get to the city, fast."
"Why?"
"They're above the surface."
Naomi sighed. "They've been above the surface since, like, the school year started."
"WHAT?! Where were they this entire time?!"
"Well, they've been in the Underground for about... five days, I wanna say? I guess they got out."
"Naomi, this is a problem. They're a good finder. They'll find me. They think I'm dead and things have to stay that way."
"I thought you loved them."
"I... I do. I do love them. But this has to be done."
"Alright, then," Naomi said, standing up. "School can wait. I'll come get you out of there and to the city, Kiara."
"Hey," Frisk said softly. Emerald eyes opened slowly.
"What... happened?"
Flowey was laying on their bed, which they had forgotten was so comfortable. Chara, Asriel, and Frisk were crowded around them.
"We found you passed out in the woods," said Chara. "We think you've got hypothermia."
"That's what I was thinking, too," they groaned.
"You okay? Need anything?" asked Asriel.
"I'm fine."
Writer's block SUCKS. On another note, a HUGE THANK YOU TO MEWSALI for leaving so many WONDERFUL reviews!