Hello everyone, I just wanted to say thanks for reading before I continue into chapter 2. I'm going to try and update this story once every week. But know I'm not going to be able to keep that promise. So if I miss like one post date, please wait a little longer. Thank you for reading again!
"Howdy! I'm Flowey, Flowey the flower!" The small yellow flower chirped to Mocha. The voice sounded strained. And Mocha most certainly didn't trust it. "What's your name?" Flowey said again. Mocha started to shiver slightly. She could get cold all too easily. A few tears slipped from her eyes as she answered.
"My name is Mocha." She replied hesitantly. The smile on the flowers mouth wavered slightly. A light and kind giggle came from his lips. Mocha still continued to tremble as some tears flowed from her eyes.
"Well then, it's nice to meet you… Mocha" Flowey put emphasis on her name, as though he was trying out how it sounded coming from his mouth. "Let me teach you a few things about the where we are." Light sarcasm laced his voice. Flowey was playing with Mocha, and she didn't like it. "We are in the ruins of the underground right now." Flowey paused an looked around him. As though he wanted Mocha to get a good look too. "And things for you are going to be anything but easy for you down here." Flowey's face turned into a sinister smile and his voice changed from slightly innocent into pure, unadulterated, malice. "Because there is no way your getting out of here alive!" He shouted and Mocha was suddenly surrounded by small white pellets. They slowly inched forward to Mocha, who's body was beginning to wrack in cold shaking. Large tears flowed out of her eyes as Mocha clamped them shut. Awaiting the inevitable. "IN THIS WORLD, ITS KILL OR BE KILLED!" Flowey shouted once more.
Mocha felt a source of heat in front of her, where Flowey was. Then it vanished. Though the warm feeling still lingered. Mocha dared to open her eyes and when she did, she was welcomed to the all to happy sight of the stupid flower being gone. Along with all the white pellets. But in place of where Flowey was in the other yellow flowers, was a kind woman. Who had the likeness of a goat.
"My child, are you alright. It's tragic to see such an awful creature attack someone so helpless at the time." The goat woman said to Mocha, she then extended her arm for Mocha to take her hand. "Come now, I will take you to my home and heal you." Her voice was kind and accepting. It soothed Mocha's nerves and calmed her a beat deal. Mocha's shaking hand grasped the kind goat woman's hand and allowed her to pull her to her feet. "My name is Toriel. My child, could you tell me what your name is?" Toriel's voice was kind and caring. As Mocha attempted to stand, she found her legs didn't work. Mocha fell immediately back down to the ground, falling on her butt. Toriel bent down and situated her arms around Mocha in a position to carry her. "Would you mind if I carry you to my house? You seem unable to stand at the moment." Mocha was hiccuping as tears rand down her cheeks, she was scared but accepted Toriels help. Mocha nodded quickly and Toriel sound Mocha up and carried Mocha bridal style. Mocha rubbed her eyes trying to calm down. Her anxiety wasn't going to get the best of her this time! Taking deep breathes, Mocha tried to tell Toriel her name.
"M-my name *hic* is-s M-Mocha *hic*" Mocha answered and Toriel smiled.
"There is no need to be afraid, my child. You are safe now. I promise I won't hurt you." Toriel's voice was soothing as she spoke slowly. As Toriel spoke, she gently rocked Mocha in her arms. Toriel began to hum a soothing tune, that sounded familiar. But Mocha couldn't place it. "Are you hurt anywhere?" Toriel briefly stopped humming to ask the question. Mocha had calmed down some, but her shy stuttering still remained.
"I-I don't think I'm h-hurt." Toriel replied with a simple 'good' and they walked the rest of the way to Toriel's house in silence.
Sorry this was kinda short and didn't have much action. But thank you to those few who have already liked the story. Constructive criticism is appreciated, and please no flamers. Also, I'm trying to get ideas, so tell me in the comments what you would like to happen. I'll try my best to make it work! Thanks again!
