OMG IM SO SORRY FOR THE LATE UPDATE EVEN NOW MY COMPUTER REFUSES TO COOPERATE!
You'll also get a chapter tomorrow, you lucky ducks ;)
Let's hear in from our favorite devil, shall we?
The air under the ceiling of the room seemed tinted orange by the light that kept shinning through her eyelids. Slowly, she got up from the bed, being careful so she didn't wake the other person with her. She took slow steps to the other side of the room, and left no evidence as she walked outside into the bright, wintery Snowdin.
Dear God how much the brightness pissed her off.
She went behind the inn and looked under the frigid snow for a cable. As princess of the underground, she knew her way around. Soon, she found a loose gray cable that connected the inn to the miniature generator that powered the entire town. Then, grabbing it in two hands, she bent it harshly. She needed to cause a distraction for Frisk to find in the morning so he didn't immediately go looking for her. She bent the cable harder and harder until she heard a tiny pop.
To her surprise, the snow stopped glowing the bright white it was famous for. The lights that hung on the ceiling of the underground that lit whole towns slowly, one by one, turned off.
The air under the ceiling of the underground seemed tinted blue by the darkness that kept piercing her retinas. She chuckled. Why had she never thought of this?
She wasn't too concerned with the fact that breaking this one cable had the power to set off every light over Snowdin, and probably every light near the CORE as well. She guessed it was like how on tree lights, if one light was broken, the entire string of lights wouldn't work.
She heard a yelp in the distance. She stood up and concentrated on the area around the town, trying to sense any monster. She couldn't sense one. If there was, it probably was a kid too young to even know magic, probably an easy kill that she couldn't even sense. She got up and walked out from behind the building.
"Who's there...?" she asked in a sadistic, demonic tone. "Let's play a little game, little kid," she invited in a terrifying, but low, taunting voice.
She got no response. The monster was hiding. How cute.
She chuckled darkly. "You should have evacuated like the others. Your mom won't be very happy," she kept talking, hoping to scare the monster out of hiding, or trick it into giving a response. She looked all around her, checking behind trees and behind buildings. In the dark, she completely forgot about the tree in the center of town.
"Well, you weren't worth killing anyway. I could have used the free EXP to strengthen my new form, though." She stood still for a little bit, looking around to see if the monster came out yet. "Worthless being. There's more monsters like you over in waterfall. I'll kill them all on behalf of you."
Still, the monster refused to come out.
"So you did pay attention in HCI class. Lesson four was don't let the human trick you out of hiding. You're a smart kid after all..." She kept moving on. She was tired of having to search for a monster that was no where in sight. The noise was probably just her imagination, anyway. Frisk had not killed anything the past two days. Her form was too weak to stand going that long without more sacrafices... but now that she could touch things, she could kill them herself.
It worked that way, right?
The underground seemed much quieter now that Papyrus was dead. He walked down a path with crystals in the ground and waterfalls running near it. It was probably some form of runoff from the snow of the wintery wasteland. It was hotter here, but not steaming.
Almost like a damp spring.
All that could be here was the crashing sound of the water falling. It was loud, but more peaceful and less punny than any skeleton.
He got to an area with some kind of hot-dog stand, still miraculously with snow on it. It looked very similar... like the sentry station that was San's in the wintery wasteland. Now that he thought about it, the two looked exactly alike.
In the little patch of cave with the stand was also a little blue flower with the middle being a darker blue. He wondered what it could be. He walked up to it. The petals moved, as if talking, but it was strangly silent.
"That's an echo flower, dude."
Frisk jumped around and got into a karate-like stance to possibly attack whatever snuck up on him. He relaxed to gawk at how through some way the monster kid got here, too. This was the first time Frisk had ever seen the armless monster, but he recognized the voice.
"Wh-what?" he asked.
"An echo flower. It repeats whatever you say," the kid explained. "See?" The monster kid poked the flower.
"See?" the flower echoed. The voice sounded like a tiny little bell ringing for the first time.
Frisk tried to do it next, giving the flower a little poke.
"See?" it said again.
"Pretty cool, right? It'll repeat that forever..."
Frisk poked that flower again.
"It'll repeat that forever..."
Frisk took a good look at the monster kid. The monster kid had a striped body pattern, and he wondered if it was just a coincidence that so far every kid he had met down here so far had stripes on. He noticed that at the top of their head was some kind of bow.
"Are you a girl?" Frisk asked bluntly. The monster kid nodded.
"I guess you could say that, dude. The girls have legs and the guys have hands," she explained.
"And so it's fair, I'm a guy."
"What makes your species a guy?"
Frisk lifted up his shirt just enough so you could see his belly button.
"I'm an outie."
"Oh, sick, dude, can I touch it?"
Frisk grimaced and shook his head.
"Suit yourself. C'mon, we should leave soon or we're gonna miss her fight the human!" she said suddenly. She started to run off. Frisk didn't feel too tempted to follow, but still had to walk forward. He had no idea what she was talking about. Was the monster talking about Undyne? Should he be worried about Chara in the upcoming battle?
He walked into a new area, one with the prominent sound of rushing water. It was very relaxing amung the silence. Oh, yes, silence.
Near the beginning of the room was another box. There was a sign next to it, signaling that this one was not one he placed down. He opened the box, and in it, was every he had last left. Maybe he should have grabbed that book on magic. He was curious just how this 'box' branch of magic worked, and why he even had a limited inventory in the first place. He turned around to find the armless monster standing at the edge of a river, now with a brand new black eye. Despite the black eye, she smiled.
"I told you to keep up! Stop taking so long, man," she said. Frisk shrugged.
"Stop shrugging at everything!" she demanded. Frisk put his arms up defensively.
"I just respect the silence."
"That must be why you have such tiiiny ears," she pointed out, almost brashly. She forgot the fact that she didn't have any ears.
He pointed at her eye. "How'd you get hurt?" he questioned.
The monster girl opened her mouth to respond, but then quickly closed it, only to shrug. She then looked down at her torso.
"No arms?" She nodded.
"I'm guessing you must fall down a lot," he guessed. She nodded in response. Frisk found the irony of this funny, him being the one to have to guess what a series of looks and gestures means. It was nice that this girl was also respecting the calm silence of the waterfall rushing. Frisk smiled a bit to show how he got the joke.
"Hmm... how odd..." the monster kid said, looking at the top of the waterfall. "Kids normally throw rocks down this waterfall. So many people fell they had to build a platform beneath here! But no one has the heart to tell them to stop."
"Why is that weird?" Frisk questioned. He noticed how now, not one rock fell down the waterfall. "It's not like kids have time to do that twenty-four seven," he reasoned.
"Actually, they created shifts. They claimed that if some mean monster was trying to get through, they wouldn't know how and would be slowed down. I would know. I was on the committee!"
"Why are they protecting this area?" Frisk asked.
"I don't know, dude. My guess is that some rare monster's soul is behind that waterfall. Just behind the rushing water. If a human got it, it would be awful." She looked at the waterfall almost sadly before sighing. "It seems like now that they evacutated this area... the very area Undyne lives in. If that human wanted... they could get a powerful monster to fight for them now, man! Stupid adults!"
"I have an idea. You said you're not sure, right? Let me check it out. If there's nothing there, then we know that the human can't get it." The monster kid nodded. Frisk dipped his boot in the water. Luckily, they were rain boots. He went right up to where the waterfall hit the river, and took a deep breath in before diving straight into the rushing water. On the other side, there was a cavern. The rushing water was louder there.
Inside the cavern was a little green stem that looked like the beginning of a big plant. At his presence, it grew into a more familiar shape, a yellow flower.
"Howdy!" it called. "I'm Flowey. Flowey the-" it's happy little face morphed into one of complete anger. If the flower wasn't attached to a stem, it would have probably killed him from its pure anger alone.
"I know you," it said, coldly. "You must be the one messing with my resets."
"Resets?" Frisk asked.
"Yes, a little while ago, I died. So, I do what I normally do, I go back to my past save file or I reset. So I decided on resetting this time. Only instead of resetting to the beginning, I somehow reset here, as if someone has been saving or resetting," the flower explained. "And now I see you, and I remember. You were with her, which is why I reset instead of loading. Since you were with her, you probably are like me."
"Her?" he questioned allowed.
"I used to know someone with your kind of power."
"You knew Chara?"
Flowey looked panicked, and held up a leaf to silence him. Then, he looked angry.
"I wish I hadn't. She's why I'm a god damn flower!" the flower growled.
"Is that so bad?" Frisk reasoned.
"She's using you. She just wants to get back at the humans."
"What did the humans do?" he wondered.
"You think she told me? As if. I mean so little to her, she stepped on me."
"Well, I mean... she probably didn't... mean to..." He sighed. He sat down and leaned his arms on his knees.
Flowey's face switched to a concerned one. "Uh... kid...?"
Frisk took a deep breath in and stood up, before walking towards the flower. "I know Chara may not be the best person, and her will to kill is inhuman. But I think you forget sometimes that your just a monster with a soul just like the rest of us. And even if she IS using me, I made a promise to kill every monster I see."
Frisk equipped his toy knife, before slashing at the flower. The knife landed on the stem, making the top part of the flower fall clean off. The flower slowly shriveled and soon disappeared, but it never turned into dust.
"Dammit..." he said, as if struggling to keep his composure. "He's not dead, and the problem won't be gone until he is," he muttered out loud.
So much for respecting the silence.
He walked out of the little cavern to assure the monster that there was no monster soul in there that was strong enough to live on long after death and turn a human into a killing machine, but she was no where to be seen.
Besides, it doesn't take a monster's soul to turn a human into a killing machine. It only takes a little determination.
(This was originally at the beginning, but with the late update, I didn't want to annoy you any further.)
Chara: I'm a demon, you demented puppetmaster.
Awe, how flattering. You think I have the rest of this book planned out.
Chara: 0-0 you don't have a plan for this book?
I have a good idea for an ending...
Chara: C: well that's okay... I need to go running off with the plot anyway...
No plz! If we don't hear in from you we will think you became irrelevant and the reveal will be more dramatic.
Chara: Let's be honest here, sweetie. SINCE WHEN WERE YOU IN CONTROL! C:
Lol true I stopped knowing what was going on after the first chapter. Hell, even this wasn't planned. I didn't want to become one of 'those' authors, but here I am...
Frisk: Chin up. It's not like you had a character... death... why is Toriel down as a character?
Oh that's an easy one because I thought she would play a bigger role before I realized she'd die pretty soon... Sans has a bigger role, I should put him in place of Toriel.
Frisk: Why not just me and Chara?
Well because this will look like an underrated smut fic. My readers are tired of this. Places!
And as always, R&R. (Roadrunners, of course.)