A/N: Never Again. I am NEVER writing in the POV of a NINE-YEAR-OLD. Geez, that was HARD to come up with! Anyways, here's a disclaimer: I don't own Undertale, or any of the characters found within. Anyways, I hope you enjoy this chapter, which took SO LONG to write.

Chapter Two

Sam reached out, as a bright white pellet popped into existence. Bree leaned around Martin, trying to get a better look. She watched as Sam grabbed the white seed, her eyes widening as she held her breath with everyone else.

And then Sam screamed, letting go of the pellet almost immediately, his hand cut and bloody as he flinched away from the suddenly creepy-looking flower. The seed disappeared as Sam recoiled, looking hurt and surprised. Bree was pulled back by Cindy, who stood protectively by Bree's side.

The flower laughed, a terrifying sound, and Bree whimpered in fear. That laugh scared her. She looked up into Cindy's face, searching. Cindy's expression was one of grim fear, and she looked at the flower with horrified apprehension as it started to talk in a creepy, unfriendly way.

"YOU IDIOTS! In this world, It's kill or be killed! Why would ANYONE pass up an opportunity like this?!" It summoned hundreds of seeds that appeared in floating rings around them. "DIE."

Cindy slid in front of Bree, protecting her from the rings of seeds as they started floating towards them, shrinking their circle. Bree watched, frozen, as Cindy un-holstered her gun, a grim set to her grey eyes. Cindy shouted over her shoulder, "Hey, guys, I don't know about you, but I don't think there's any way outta this situation. Any ideas?"

Zach piped up, his eyes alight with excitement. "I say we fight our way out. This flower's got nothing on my kung-fu. And, hey, you've got the gun, so what can he do?"

Cindy scoffed. "Yeah, I've got the gun, alright. Except… I have no opening, I can't shoot him. And fighting will just get others hurt." She glanced at Bree, and Bree's eyes filled with terror as she realized what was happening.

Flowey's gonna hurt us. Bree's mind went into overdrive as the thought went through her head. And the older kids can't protect us. She glanced about, her wide eyes scanning for any opening in the seed ring that she could use. She couldn't see anything, but maybe on the other side…? Bree pushed her way around the older kids, who stepped out of her way, muttering to themselves.

Then, there was a loud noise, and suddenly the ring of seeds disappeared. Bree pushed past Zach, who was muttering to himself, and saw the fluffiest goat imaginable, dressed in a purple robe. Bree's eyes widened, and she flung herself at the white animal, crying out, "Fluffy!" She hugged the white goat, who hesitated before slowly warming into the embrace.

Bree withdrew, and saw Cindy approach with Zach, holding her gun ready. "I don't mean ta be rude, having saved our lives an' all, but… Who and what are you?" Cindy's Southern accent made it a bit hard to understand, but the fluffy goat lady seemed to get what the young cop was saying.

"My name is Toriel, and I am the caretaker of the Ruins. Do not be afraid, children. I would never do something as awful as what that terrible creature was planning to do to you. Torturing such poor, innocent youths, what evil has this world come to?" She glanced down at Bree, who was beaming up at the nice goat lady. "And who might you children be?"

Cindy reluctantly holstered her gun, her worried eyes on Bree, who ignored her. "Well, uh, I'm Cindy, and this is Zach." The others moved to stand alongside her. "That's Martin, with the glasses, and Janet's the ballerina. Sam's the oldest of us, and I think Bree's taken a liking to ya already." She gestured to the nine-year-old, who smiled charmingly at the goat lady, who smiled comfortingly back. "But, uh, what are you, exactly, and where have we landed ourselves? 'Cause this ain't home anymore, I'm sure of that much."

Toriel nodded to each of the kids as they were introduced, then turned back to Cindy. "Very well, I guess an explanation is in order. You see, I am a monster, as are all of the inhabitants of the Underground. We're sealed underneath a large mountain, which is where I assume you… fell down to our level."

Suddenly, Bree piped up. "You saved us, fluffy!" Her eyes shone with awe as she looked up at Toriel. Toriel blinked, and stared at the nine-year-old with surprise.

"I… guess I did, yes. After all, if I hadn't interrupted, that flower would have…" she looked down. "You must be confused as to why he tried to hurt you like that. I will try to explain to the best of my ability. If you would, please follow me, and I will tell you the history of my kind as I guide you through the Ruins." She turned, and the children followed her warily.

"We monsters haven't always lived below the ground. Once, we dwelled on the Surface, the equals to your kind. But the humans feared us, and thus waged war on our race. We… lost, and the humans drove us down here, where they sealed us with a magic barrier. No monster can leave this place. Asgore, our king, became enraged at the humans, and decided to wage his own war against humanity. Any human who falls down here must be slain, and their Souls must be brought before the king. Ever since, we monsters have been vigilant, but no human has fallen down to the Underground. Until now, that is." Toriel paused, and the group of humans gathered around her, eyes wide and worried.

Zach spoke up first. "So, you're sayin' that all the monsters here are gonna try to fight us? Ha, I'd like to see 'em try! Cindy's got a gun, I've got my fists, an' Sam has a frying pan. We've got weapons. We can take anything you guys can dish out!"

Toriel's eyes widened. "No, child. Fighting will solve nothing in this situation. You must be kind, and spare those who wish you harm. Show them that humans don't need to die. That not all of your kind are evil. Then, you will prevail, and Asgore may let you leave this place." She took a deep breath. "For now, though, let me show you how the Underground works. In order to move from room to room, you will have to solve different and difficult puzzles. Here, allow me."

Toriel showed the children how to activate a puzzle, as well as how to solve it. Martin and Sam paid close attention, while Cindy and Zach lagged near the back and zoned out for most of the lecture. Bree just stood and watched in young amazement as the fluffy goat lady make platforms disappear and doors open from far away.

Afterwards, Martin and Sam got to pull a couple levers, to show their understanding. Sam even let Bree help a little, and Janet held her hand as they crossed a spike-ridden bridge.

Then, there was a long corridor. Toriel made them pause, and explained what needed to be done. "I'm afraid I must leave you for now," she said. "Do not worry, but you must cross this hall on your own. Please do not speak with each other. Forgive me for this." She turned and disappeared down the hall. The kids looked at one another.

"She's pulling our legs, right? This ain't much of a challenge." Zach scoffed. "I do things like explode barrels and ride motorcycles, and she wants us to WALK DOWN A HALL ON OUR OWN? Ooh, I'm SCARED. Not."

Janet seemed more observant. "Perhaps this is some sort of test? Like, an invisible maze, or enemies that we have to fight on our own, to test our strength?"

Martin nodded, adjusting his glasses. "Or perhaps we have to solve a series of difficult puzzles on our own, without the aid of our friends?"

Cindy seemed distrustful, however. "This could be a trap, y'know? She could just kill us at any time, and give our Souls to this Asgore guy."

Sam disagreed, turning on Cindy with a small frown. "What? She's been kind and trusting, guiding us through the Ruins, and you still don't trust her? She saved us, for God's sake!"

Janet rubbed her chin. "Toriel did say that the king decreed that any human that fell down here had to die, right? So, if she's a subject of this Asgore's kingdom, she has to kill us, or be faced with charges of treason."

Zach stepped forward. "Yeah, and she didn't seem like the type who'd disregard direct orders, y'know? She's tame, but she could probably get fierce, if we push her. That said, she hasn't killed us yet, so who knows? Anyways, we'd best get going. Unless ya wanna stay down here for eternity, that is." He started walking.

Bree followed, eyes wide. "Zach, what's going on?" Janet hurried over to Bree's side.

"Shush, Bree. Let's play the Quiet Game, alright? The first to talk loses." Bree readily agreed, nodding her head vigorously. "Okay, ready? 3, 2, 1… Quiet!" The hall became eerily quiet as the rest of the group started walking as well.

They reached the end of the hall presently, and Toriel appeared from behind a column. "Greetings, children. Do not worry, I did not leave you. I was merely behind this pillar the whole time. Thank you for trusting me."

The kids glanced at each other, sharing looks. Zach spoke up. "Wait a minute. If you were behind that thing the whole time, then why'd you have us do this in the first place? Why leave us, with NO explanation, and order us to basically ignore each other?"

Toriel raised her eyebrows. "There was an important reason for this exercise: to test your independence. I must attend to some business, and you must stay here for a while. Please remain here, as it is dangerous to explore this area without my guidance." She thought for a moment. "But, you must feel frightened, to be left alone in this strange place by yourselves… Ah! I have an idea. I will give each of you a cell phone. If you have need of anything, just call. Be good, alright?" With that, she turned and strode away, her purple robes disappearing around a corner.

Martin handed out the phones, even giving one to Bree, who had no idea how to use a cell phone. Janet got down and showed the young child how to call someone on the phone. Martin tried to call his parents, to see if Surface connections worked in the Underground. No-one picked up.

Zach yawned. "Well, I'm not waiting for Goat Lady to come back. Let's go exploring." Sam grabbed hold of Zach's arm, preventing him from running off.

"Hold up there, Zach. What if Toriel returns and finds us gone? And besides, we're new to this place, as the flower saw right away. We could get separated and lost. No, I think we should stay here, and wait for Toriel to come back."

Martin agreed. "She said that it was dangerous to go exploring anyways. There's bound to be some monsters around here, and they're not going to be all that friendly once they find out we're human. And there could be puzzles up ahead that Toriel hasn't explained yet."

Janet stood up, facing Martin. "You're the genius, Martin. You'll probably figure out any puzzles we come across, if we come across any." She then turned on Sam. "And we've got cell phones. If we get lost or separated, we can just call each other, or even the goat lady, if we need to. She gave us her number."

Cindy stepped forward. "I agree. We're not going to last long in here if we don't explore and try to find our way out. But on the flip side, I also agree that we need to be here in case Toriel comes back. So maybe we can compromise. Have one or two people stay behind, and have the main party explore ahead. If we run into any issues, we can contact the group that stayed behind."

The others gave Cindy approving looks. Zach smiled at Cindy. "Yeah! I knew we brought the cop along for a reason!"

Sam snorted. "Yeah, so that when you end up getting us in trouble, we can have Cindy arrest you and cuff you to a table." The others laughed, and Zach glared daggers at the nineteen-year-old. "I like Cindy's plan, though. Who's staying here?"

No-one raised their hands. Or, at least, no-one that Sam saw raised their hands. Just as he was about to say something, Bree piped up. "I'll stay." Everyone looked at her in surprise. "I don't understand everything that's going on, but I get some of it. You need lookouts, like when playing Pirates. I can be the lookout, and you guys can go ashore and find the treasure."

Janet and Sam exchanged looks. Janet kneeled down next to Bree. "Are you sure, Kitten? Do you want anyone to stay with you, and keep you company?"

Bree shook her head. "You, Cindy, and Zach really want to go and explore. Sam and Martin kinda want to go, but are scared. I'm not scared, but I don't want to go. Don't worry, I'll be fine. I'll just sit here and wait for you guys to come back."

Janet glanced at the others. "What do you say, guys? I'm okay with staying with her, if you want, but if she doesn't need us, then she'd be a good… lookout."

Sam hesitated. "She's your responsibility. If she gets hurt, somehow, or comes after us and gets lost, you're going to have to explain it to her parents. But, she's nine years old. When I was that age, I was babysitting my twin sisters. I think she'll be okay. She knows how to work the phone, right? How to get in contact with each of us and Toriel?"

Janet nodded. She turned to Bree. "If the nice goat lady comes back, you call us, okay? And if anyone or anything comes near you, you call us right away, got it?" Bree nodded, her face uncharacteristically mature. "Alright." Janet turned back to the group. "I think she's good to go. Any other thoughts, opinions, or objections?"

Zach piped up. "I just want you to know how stupid I think this is, leaving lookout duty to a kid like this."

Sam gestured to Zach. "Duly noted," he muttered in a sarcastic tone. "Anyone else?" No-one spoke up. "Alright, it's decided. Bree, you stay here, while the rest of us explore the Ruins." He stepped forward a bit. "Everyone ready?"

Janet stood up, looking around. "I think we are." Nods from everyone else agreed. "Okay, let's go." And on they went, five youngsters exploring the Underground. Bree sat on the ground, patiently waiting for their return.

A/N: Like I said, never, EVER again will I write in Bree's perspective. It's SO hard, trying to get into the head of a NINE YEAR OLD CHILD. All the others are fine, but Bree?! Yeah, NEVER. AGAIN. Anyways, Review Time!

JaedDragon777: Yeah, Sam's very trusting, but that's one of his weaknesses. I'm glad you like this story, although I'm sorry for the long wait, if you even read this. You've no idea how much writer's block was in my head as I was trying to write this chapter.

Anyways, I hope you liked this chapter. I'll try to update this story semi-regularly, but I don't promise anything there. Have a great day or night!