She woke up and she looked around. She noticed that she woke up in a field of yellow flowers, in a cave. She looked up to see the sun shining down from a deep hole.
"So frisky, ha, ha..."
She put her hand to her head, as the memory sort of hurt slightly. But it wasn't a sharp pain, instead it hurt much more deeper.
She blinked as she looked to the side to see a stick and a used bandage. She noticed that it had some spots of dried blood and she briefly wondered how she knew that.
Frisk, as she she decided to call herself, sighed as she got up and checked herself. No injuries, no broken bones, or cuts..which was odd. She looked back up and tried to figure out things. Maybe she got lucky, and landing on the flowers all prevented her to be hurt.
She shrugged and picked up the stick, and then walked a few steps.
"Why?! Don't die on me!"
Frisk stopped and looked back. She frowned as she looked at the bandages. Why were they so important, she questioned. She found herself unable to just leave them discarded. She sighed in irritation and she went back to pick them up. She stuffed them into a pocket and then left the small patch of flowers, and her ties to the surface world.
Frisk walked deeper into the cave that she had found herself, and came up to a door that was etched from the stone around it. She admired the the carvings that made the door. There was humans and creatures that she identified as monsters. She ran her hands over it, noticing that it was smooth, and cold. She got bored with that and walked through the door, to see another, smaller patch of grass, where the the sun shone down.
Frisk walked into the sunlight and looked up. Again she saw that it was way far up, and unable to be climbed up. She started to take a step back.
"Hey watch your step!"
Frisk leaped forward , as to avoid finishing that step, and she turned around.
She looked down to see a small yellow flower with a face.
Frisk couldn't believe her eyes, and she started laughing. She was looking at a talking flower.
"Don't laugh," She heard it say. "You must be confused, thinking that you hit your head. But I am really living."
"Howdy friend," She heard it greet. "My name is Flowey. Flowey the Flower."
"I'm Frisk," The girl finally said, after she stopped laughing. "At least I am until I remember who I am."
"Well," Flowey said smiling. "Since you're new, I think it's up to me, to teach you how things work around here."
"I know that you are weak right now," Flowey said. "But you need to gain LOVE, to get stronger."
"How do I get love?" Frisk asked, curiously.
"Well, you have to get LOVE," Flowey said, starting to grin.
Frisk saw vines shoot out of the ground around them suddenly, and she looked at Flowey in confusion.
"Don't worry," Flowey said, his grin looking pretty dark. "I'm showing you Love."
"This isn't love!" Frisk said, after a thorny vine scratched them quickly. "This is an attack!"
"Hahaha, how could anyone pass up and opportunity like this," Flowey said, evilly. "You are so stupid!"
Frisk tried to beat at the vines, when suddenly a fireball shot at the flower. It missed, but Frisk saw Flowey yell out in surprise, and vanish. The vines also vanished and the girl saw another monster. This was looked like a bit of a white goat, but the face was longer and small horns appeared out of white hair, above a pair of large white ears.
The girl scooted away from the new creature in fear, as it took a step towards Frisk.
"I won't hurt you," Frisk heard a female voice speak. "Not everyone is like that evil flower, my child."
Frisk noticed that the female monster held out a hand, and she saw Flowey pop up a good distance away and grinned wickedly again. Frisk didn't need to experience the evil flower again, so she took the offered hand.