-Hamartia-

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Let's get this adventure started_⌫

(I'VE WORKED ON THIS FOR FOUR FUCKING DAYS ALL WHILE FEELING LIKE SHIT OH MY GOD, PLEASE DON'T FORGET TO VOTE AND ENJOY THIS CHAPTER OF THE BEGINNING!!)

My eyes fell wide at the flower's statement. I was where now? I need to shove aside the burning questions in my brain for a minute and focus, I need to figure out what I had just down and look at my surroundings. The square room I was (dangling above by a vine tied to waist that was starting to hurt) in was black, all around. The grass was a luminescent teal color, a color scheme I adore. I noticed a path that went through and out of the room and teal glowing flowers being scattered about the small area mostly by the path. In the grass I could see puddles, most likely due to there being a big waterfall with a small lake and another waterfall that went into the wall

I could probably fit though there, I wonder what's down the- No! Stay on task, stupid!

The walls had weird vines that glowed the brightest and in the pond there were black lily pads with glowing pink flowers and some cattails scattered about near it. It was honestly a very pretty place and I could hear faint calming music, then I caught sight of the yellow flower. He had a face and it seemed to be His vine holding me up in the air by my waist. I was slowly lowered down onto a patch of glowing grass, the yellow flower had a shit eating grin and I couldn't take my eyes off him.

Was that his....?

NO, STOP! BAD THOUGHTS! SOME QUESTIONS ARE BEST LEFT UNANSWERED!

It was so weird, a flower with a face, a voice? I know he said he was a flower but I didn't expect this, I also wasn't expecting him to put me down in a puddle but here I am. Sitting in a puddle with a soaked sweater under me and wet pants, my shirt taking some damage as well. At least my hands weren't as dirty, right? I chuckled with nervousness in my voice quickly standing and playing with my fingers.

"Howdy, my name's Flowey. You're something new. You aren't in any of the resets, how did you get here? This isn't normal.. aw shucks! Good thing you have your new friend, Flowey, here with you to show you around! I'll explain everything and answer all your questions!"

The flower- Flowey, was being very nice and he no longer looked smug but more interested in my presence, he looked unsure as well. All of a sudden a weird heart shaped thing popped out of my chest, it was a bright burnt sienna color. The color you get when you mix purple and orange and a tinyyyy pinch of hot pink. I stared in awe, somewhere deep inside my brain I could instantly tell; this thing is why I ask so many questions.

Flowey visibly flinched seemingly unsure of whatever plan he had before, this wasn't something he normally sees no doubt about it. I had gotten really good at reading people due to examining evey small little thing about others looking for the answers to questions I have about why they do or react to something a certain way. So, I instantly begin breaking it down to psychological reasoning. Random Example being; The boy clearly doesn't want to talk to me given by his blunt and short reply's, but there is always hesitance. Like he wants to get to know me but is scared to trust me. He might have trust issues, or just doesn't want to trust a random stranger. If he has trust issues then this most likely means he must've been hurt in the past by somebody he met before.

That sort of thing.. I am wrong some times; but the majority of these guesses I make are correct. Anyways, back to the flower boy. He had sweat running down The side of his white little face, was he a sun flower? Why was he so weirded out by me just even standing in front of him? He noticed my staring and quickly coughed, putting his leaf up to his mouth like a hand, cute.