Another chapter of lit tale! Also, for people who read my other stories, I've taken a hiatus on them. Just to let you know.


Frisk's P.O.V

I sighed in relief. Usually, Toriel would have let up on attacking me by now, but I couldn't stop her. But one look from Sayori's Horrified face made her break down.

The fire disappeared from her hands, and color returned to the world. She fell to her knees and began to weep.

Toriel: I'm… I'm sor… sorry…

Toriel was crying deeply into her hands.

Toriel: I just didn't want another child to leave…and to be killed… by HIM…

Toriel was sobbing, sad.

Me and Sayori looked at each other. We both knew what we had to do.

We ran up to Toriel, and pulled her into a hug.

She stiffened, then hesitantly put her arms around us.

Toriel: Ha…Ha…

Toriel: Pathetic, is it not? I can't even save two children…

Sayori glanced at me.

Sayori: Toriel, I can't speak for Frisk, but if you want me to stay, you could have just asked me…

Toriel shook her head.

Toriel: No. You would just be lonely down here. You don't deserve to be trapped in a prison. But, if you do truly wish to stay with me my child… you can. Though I would prefer someone to go along with Frisk to protect them.

We both released her from the hug.

Toriel: If you wish to leave the ruins, I completely understand… but you must not come back. It would just make my heart hurt, even more.

Sayori looked shocked, and sad. Before we could respond, Toriel climbed the staircase, and went back up into the house.

I glanced at Sayori, who looked like she needed a minute to herself. So, I went to the Hallway, and sat down.

I looked around to make sure nobody was peaking, then glanced down at the little spark in my hands.

Now, you're probably wondering what the heck is wrong with Monika.

Well you see, I must explain a few things first.

Remember back during my first route ever in the underground? You know, when Chara was always following me around, narrating the stuff I did?

Well, I didn't know if you noticed at the time, but when Chara first bonded to my soul as a ghost, a small section of my soul turned dark red. That was all that remained of Chara's old essence.

So, when I started this… let's call it… "New" route… And found out about Monika replacing Chara, I was kind of curious about what her soul color looked like.

So, imagine my surprise when I found my soul was partly made of the KINDNESS trait now. Monika didn't seem like she was a soul of Kindness. But that was what she was.

But, the trait stuck inside my soul was barely strong enough to manifest a physical form. The best it could do was create a ghostly afterimage.

After a while, Monika's trait inside my soul began to grow even more, which made her grow strong as well. Strong enough that it allowed her to touch actual things, and strong enough for to start to manifest inside her ghost form, turning it into an actual physical body.

But then… she took that hit from the fire ball for me.

Her soul was already weak enough from being forced to bond with a trait that wasn't like her own…

Then she took massive damage from the attack.

The little green area inside my soul shrank to nearly nothing. All that remained was a little dot of green.

And Monika became a little spark of light. That's how weak she was.

And right now, I had to figure out how to heal her.

Frisk: Hey Monika? Can you hear me?

The only response I received was a warm sensation from the spark.

At first, I thought she still was to weak to form actual words with her mind, but then, a sleepy thought shot into my head.

* Sleepy…

I sighed in relief. The last time I had met a person whose magical energy had been reduced to this low, they had fallen-down. But Monika seemed perfectly fine.

Frisk: Monika, I know you're tired, but I'm gonna try to heal you. Ok?

The spark once again only responded with drowsiness.

I took a deep breath, and focused.

My soul appeared in a warm glow where my heart should be.

I focused all my power on the small spot of green. I focused on all the moments during the time I spent in the underground where I had been kind. I focused on all the good times I shared with Papyrus and Sans, and Undyne and Alphys.

The spark in my hand began to wake up, and began to grow hotter and warmer. I could feel it wanting to take shape, but it was way too weak.

I filled myself with every kind memory I had in the underground, and the spark began to shudder, and glow brighter than before.

I released the spark in the air, where it began to convulse and take shape in the form of a human girl. But something about it was… different.

One final burst of green light, Monika reappeared. Except… not.

She rubbed her eyes, and looked around.

Monika: Frisk? Wh-what? I'm back?

I was too busy gawking at her.

She noticed.

Monika: W-what is it? Why are you looking at me like that?

I almost snorted. Why? Because while she was in that little spark of hers, she had gotten a complete makeover.

She was no longer the size of a teen-ager. She was about my height, maybe a little bit taller. Her school uniform was gone, replaced by a black sweater with green poka dots all over it. Her white bow was also gone, allowing her hair to sweep down her shoulders.

Also, her hair was no longer the color of chestnut. It was a dark brown, with streaks of blonde occasionally going through her hair. She now wore blue shorts, and a pair of brown boots. Her eyes were no longer an emerald green. they were a dark green, and they were constantly darting away from my eyes.

Monika squirmed under my gaze.

Monika: C-could you not stare at me like that? It's kind of cr-creepy.

Even her voice had changed. Before, it was full of confidence, sarcasm, and sassiness. Now it was a soft, gentle, shy voice.

Also, she now had a stutter.

After a while, I snapped out of my gaze.

Frisk: What happened to you?

She looked confused.

Monika: W-what do you mean?

Monika glanced down at herself, and yelped.

Monika: What h-happened to my uniform? And why am I shorter?!

Frisk: Woah, easy there. Take a deep breath.

Monika: Easy there?! I'm a m-midget!

I shook my head. I took out my cell phone, and had her look at her reflection.

She looked shocked. Even more so than usual.

Monika: I'm… I'm kid again…

My eyebrows shot up.

Frisk: You mean you looked like this when you were a kid?!

Lil-Monika(Yes, I'm calling her that) looked away.

Lil-Monika: Y-yes… Why?

I smirked slyly.

Frisk: Nothing. It just makes me wish I knew you when you were little~.

Unlike last time when I flirted with her, when she shot me a sarcastic comeback, she turned bright pink and hid behind her hair.

Lil-Monika: F-Frisk! Shut up!

I chuckled.

Frisk: Sounds like somebody was shy when they were little.

Monika turned even brighter pink.

Lil-Monika: I-I'm not shy!

Frisk: Your blushing and stuttering.

She crossed her arms, and turned away from, obviously trying to hide the blush.

Lil-Monika: I had a stuttering p-problem when I w-was a g-girl! Sue m-me!

I shrugged, smirking at her flustered reaction.

Frisk: Whatever, it still makes you cuter then before.

She turned around, and puffed her cheeks out angrily, clenched her fists, and yelled. The force of her scream literally propelled her into

Lil-Monika: WOULD YOU J-JUST T-TELL M-M-ME WHY I'M A K-KID AGAIN?!

I shrugged.

Frisk: Could be several reasons. I Didn't have enough energy to restore you fully, so maybe that's it. Or maybe your still too weak to manifest your older form, so it went for something much smaller.

Monika looked appalled.

Lil-Monika: S-so I'm stuck like this?

I nodded.

Lil-Monika groaned.

Frisk: Yeah. Total Bummer that your stuck as an extremely cute 12 year old.

Monika once again turned pink, and she huffed.

Lil-Monika: I heard everything that happened with Toriel. Can we really go?

I nodded, and sighed.

Frisk: I still feel bad for leaving her behind though.

LM (Lil-Monika) Rubbed her shoulder, and looked at the ground.

LM: Y-yeah… I know you liked her a lot. B-but… I want to see the rest of this place! I wanna be whole again…

I nodded, and got up and stretched. I sent her one more smirk.

Frisk: Welp, too bad You're not corporeal anymore, or I would hold your hand.

I took off towards the door room laughing, already the imagining the bright pink bush on her face, and the angry shrieks as she chased me: GET BACK HERE!


When I placed my hand on the door knob, I sensed a prescense behind me.

I glanced and saw Sayori, awkwardly shuffling her feet.

Frisk: You don't have to come with me, you know.

Sayori sighed and shook her head.

Sayori: I promised I would watch over you while your away.

I nodded.

Frisk: Well, are you ready to go on an adventure?

Sayori jumped happily. LM rolled her eyes invisibly and smiled.

I grinned, and pushed the door open…

To find a homicidal yellow flower smirking up at me from a small patch of flowers.


LM's P.O.V

Oh no! Not him again!

The last time I saw the little yellow devilish fiend, I had my confidence to chase away my fear. But now that I was a little kid again, My confidence was gone, replaced by a trembling fear.

Flowey: Cleeeeever. Very clever.

Frisk: Yes I am. Thank you for noticing.

The yellow freak rolled his eyes.

Flowey: You think you're so smart, don't you? In this world, it's kill or be killed. So you were able to play by your own rules. You spared the life a single person.

I was so confused. Where was he going with this.

Flowey: Heh heh. But don't feel too cocky. If it wasn't for Blue eyes over there, you would have been fried human on a stick.

Frisk tensed.

Flowey: Awww, what's wrong? Is this pacifist route different from the others? Hee hee.

Frisk looked worried and confused for some reason.

Flowey: And if you think I did this… Well, lets just say I'm as frustrated about the changes here you are. It might make my plan a little more difficult… but it will work.

Sayori was shaking in her boots. I wasn't any better.

Flowey: Oh, and one last thing before I take my leave…

Then, he glared straight at me.

Flowey: You.

I froze, feeling malice was over me like a tidal wave.

Flowey: I don't know who you think you are, taking Chara's place… but let me make something perfectly clear: You don't belong here. You're a freak. A glitch in the save files. And trust me, if I find a way to get rid of you forever… well… I'll take it.

And with that, he smiled at all of us as he began to sink into the ground.

Flowey: Well then… I have a feeling that things are gonna get real interesting! Good luck Frisk~!

And then, he sunk into the ground, no rememberance of him in the first place.

All three of us glanced at each other, then we walked through the open door on the other side, light ingulfing us…


LITERATURE TALE.

EPISODE: RUINS COMPLETE


Well well well!

Flowey here! Thanks for reading book one of literature tale!

Now, the author wanted me to explain some things!

Each section of the underground will have it's own book!

As you can see, you just finished episode: RUINS!

Congrats! Ya little idiots!

Until the next book!