SOOO it's been a while. Not gonna make excuses, it was too long and it definitely should've been done earlier.
Good news: forcing self to write more. Helps solve lack of motivation.
ANYWAY despite the long gap between updates I was fairly constantly getting reviews and favorites and whatnot so thanks for your continued support!
Not sure when the net update will pop but probably before 2017.
ANYWAY.
After a somewhat unpleasant but mercifully short flight, the two landed in the middle of a round cobblestone floor in the middle of a spacious building, monsters of all kinds milling about. Flowey spent a few moments blinking the light out of his eyes, finishing just in time to see Frisk vanish somewhere in the crowd.
Great.
Flowey looked around the room, unsure of what to do. He'd been living in a cave with inly a handful of people to mess with for... well, he wasn't quite sure how long. He knew everything about everyone in the underground; their dreams, their fears, and the secrets they thought only they knew. Heck, he once turned Hotland against Snowdin and started a horrifingly violent civil war with Waterfall getting caught in the middle. As amusing as that had been, the surviving monsters didn't really react to much of anything, so he loaded pretty quickly after it all died down. Here though... he didn't know anyone. He'd be going into conversations totally blind.
Interesting. This could be fun.
Flowey allowed himself a grim smile and took a better look at some of his surroundings. He was standing just outside of the cobblestone circle that he and Frisk had first landed on. Occasionally a column of light appeared, each one depositing a monster before winking out. The closest wall was dominated by an imposing board with a number of papers pinned to it. Every so often a monster would tear a paper off the board and run off with a small group, only for the empty space to immediately be taken up by another sheet. Upon closer examination each sheet listed a client (presumably whoever posted the sheet), a request, and, appealingly- a reward.
One in particular caught his eye: a poster half-covered by others that listed a reward ten times larger than the surrounding ones- asking about a golden flower.
Flowey blinked a few times and, just to make sure his eyes weren't playing tricks on him, slapped himself in the face. Yep, apparently someone calling themselves Magikarp was offering a bounty of 3000... units of currency for information regarding the location of a "golden flower pokemon". The poster even had a messy sketch of one of the flowers he knew entirely too well.
Yeah that was kind of... bewildering.
He quickly snatched the note down with a surprisingly dexterious leaf and turned around to find a cat staring at him unnervingly. Well, she was more like a kitten, really, she hardly came up to his waist. But that didn't change that she just wouldn't. Stop. Staring...
...oh, and Frisk was there too.
"Excuse me... your friend-" Frisk grinned. "-said you two could help me..."
It took a moment for Flowey to figure out what must've transpired and to suppress the urge to glare daggers at Frisk. Putting on his "Nothing would please me more" face, he said "Howdy! I'd love to help you with your problem... assuming, er, you can tell me what it is."
The kitten perked up a bit and smiled. "oh! Right, sorry. We should go, I can explain on the way. oh, and I do't think I mentioned: I'm Espurr, nice to meet you."
"So there's this pokemon named purrloin... she's kind of a jerk. She took something from me and ran off into a mystery dungeon... and I really need it back. Could you guys do it for me? Normally there'd be a reward but I... don't have much right now. " she said, looking downcast. "But your Eevee friend said that you guys needed information, and I know a lot... Oh, here we are."
They stopped by a steep incline that led deep into a cave. Ann defiance of all logic, an ominous wind was blowing from the cave, just chilly enough to be disconcerting, even through Frisk's fur. They shivered.
"Sorry about that," Espurr said. "there's probably a duskull or something right inside stiring up air. Should be warmer once you deal with him."
"Wait, 'you?'" Flowey turned to her. "Aren't you coming with us?"
Espurr winced. "normally I'd love to... but I have a pretty bad type disadvantage in there."
Flowey mentally reexamined that phrase a few times before asking, "...sorry, what?"
The kitten stared at them for a moment before shaking her head and muttering "Well, his friend wasn't kidding when they said you guys didn't know anything about this place... you know what come over here. I'll pay you a little bit up front."
The three of them found a shady spot under a tree and sat down as Espurr began a massive exposition dump that contains only obvious information, so I'll spare you the details.
yess I can stop pretending I don't know every pokemon's name finally
Anyway.
"...And that should be everything you need to know. Get all that?"
The question was met with an incredibly confused stare from Frisk.
"...I totally lost you didn't I..."
Frisk shook their head quickly, looked over at Flowey who had gotten bored and was just sort of... staring at the sun (A behavior apparently normal for... grass types, according to Espurr), and gave him a sharp prod. Flowey looked over irritatedly before realizing something was expected of him and nodding automatically.
Espurr sighed. "Well at least one of you seems to know. I'll wait out here." Espurr said. "Good luck with the ghosts!"
Frisk, having had good past experiences with ghosts, charged in headlong, with Flowey trudging along behind.