A/N: Hey guys. I'm going to be trying to get one chapter out every two days from now on. Thanks to all who are reading! Enjoy.


Chapter 3: Meet and Greet

Monika awoke. And she was very confused. She had been laying in what appeared to be a bed of flowers. She was in a cavern that stretched up an incomprehensible distance, and far above lay the sun and the sky.

The Player, she thought to herself. The Player did this to me! He trapped me here! Anger bubbled up in her chest like a tidal wave. He never loved me in the first place, did he? She got up.

I will find him, she thought to herself. I will find him, and if he will not love me, then I will MAKE him return my love. The thought filled her with determination.

She raised her hand in an attempt to pull up the file directory. However, nothing happened.

Seriously? She thought to herself. Fine. I guess I'll have to do it the old-fashioned way.

She made her way down the nearby hallway and turned through a doorway. Music suddenly started up, high and low notes mingling together.

She confusedly looked around the room for the source of the music, but instead her eyes fell on a flower.

The flower seems to be an ordinary sunflower, with pale yellow petals, a green stem, and a smiley face that someone had apparently painted on it.

How odd, that somebody would put a flower with a smiley face right where anyone passing through would see it, Monika thought to herself.

And then the flower turned towards her and smiled even wider. "Hi there! I'm Flowey! Flowey the Flower!"


Mr. Peterson had happily tucked himself into bed when he suddenly heard the loudest thumping noise clattering somewhere in his house.

His eyes shot open. That damn kid again, he thought to himself. He got out of his bed and prepared to throttle his invader once again.

Then he had a tingling in his gut, and an idea popped into his head. Wait a second, he thought to himself. Why just put him out of commission, when I can just KILL HIM?

He took his trusty shovel off of its peg in his room and began to creep through his own house, silent as the night.

The thumping sounds grew louder and louder as the Neighbor approached his basement door. He pressed himself up against the wall. They're right around the corner.

Now, then. One, two, THREE!

He hurled himself around the corner and brought his shovel down in an arc. And then stopped.

His shovel an inch from the arm of a brown bear.


Monika simply stared, simply unable to comprehend the fact that she, in fact, was listening to a talking flower.

He was still going on. "Golly! You must be so lost and confused!"

Monika finally found her voice again. "You're… a talking flower?"

"And you're a self-aware artificial intelligence serial killer taken out of her correct game!" Flowey said, still managing to maintain a cheerful attitude.

"W - what? You know me?"

"Oh, of course I do!" Flowey said, his voice suddenly sounding a lot more demonic. "MONIKA."


The Player ran back up to their room, eager to continue their gaming session. He booted up his computer and prepared to load Doki Doki Literature Club.

Oh. That might not be a good idea, he thought.

"Eh, I guess I'll just play some FNAF then," he said to himself, loading the game.

Oddly enough, instead of seeing the loading screen, the game simply showed a room with a small TV in it. The TV in question was playing a soap opera. A bowl of popcorn sat in the foreground of the scene, as though the in-game character was holding it.

The Player blinked. "What? This isn't FNAF."

"Oh, well. I guess I can play something else, then. Hello Neighbor, maybe?" His mind made up, he closed the window and prepared to open another one.


Mr. Peterson blinked. "Freddy Fazbear?" He asked, completely bewildered.

"Uh… yes? That's me?"

The Neighbor dropped his shovel and starting jumping up and down excitedly, as though he was a kid at an amusement park. "It's you! It's really you!" he yelled. "I'm such a huge fan. You're an inspiration to me. Whenever I feel down, I just think about you killing people, and it brings me right back up. Can I get your autograph?" he asked, producing a notepad and pencil from his sweater.

"Uh… yeah, sure." Freddy said confusedly, clumsily signing the piece of paper. "Wait a second. This is Hello Neighbor, right?"

"YOU KNOW MY GAME?!"

"Yeah, yeah… but I'm pretty sure that I'm not supposed to be here. Listen, has anything weird happened in your game lately?"

Before the Neighbor could open his mouth to respond, the door to the basement that they were standing in front of suddenly started shaking. The boards that covered it began to tremble and fall off.

The door began to glow, first faintly, then undeniably. The whole house began to shake. Bear and human turned away as the light grew to unbearable levels.

When the shaking and the shining finally died down, the duo turned to look again at the transformed door, now a flat, pale yellow.

"Nah, nothing interesting. You?" The Neighbor replied, his voice dripping in humorous sarcasm.