Part 1 Page 1 : Netrual Route

1.6K 11 6
                                    

Things never go as we planned them to. They entered the cave out of their own curiosity, and found themselves nearly meeting the same fate as the cat. To their surprise, they were alive. Hurt, and vulnerable, but alive. 

* The Flowers Broke Your Fall.

They got up and looked around, hoping to find a way they can escape. There was nothing. Nothing and nobody. The only way up, was through. So through they went, deeper into the abyss they had found themselves in. Their name is Frisk, a human with light brown hair, dark brown eyes, and with soft, tan skin. They wore a light blue sweater with two magenta stripes, along with light blue pants to match, and with dark brown boots. They walked forward through the arches of a door way, and saw a flower in a small patch of grass. It stood there, leaning to one side, looking to have had eyes and a toothy grin that did not move.

They took a step forward...

"... A human...? I didn't expect another so soon"

They stopped in their tracks as the flower spoke. They weren't expecting it to.

"Greetings."

* h-hi?

"Sorry that I'm the first thing you encounter when you get here."

The flowers voice, deep, yet young sounding. It was almost calming if not a bit eerie.

*No No! It's fine!

Frisk replied, wanting to be polite, despite being afraid of their surroundings

* Do you... Do you know how to get out of here?

"... I do. It's either back the way you came, or it's on the other side of the underground."

* I... I see.

Frisk was worried at what they had heard. They wanted nothing more than to just fufill their curiosity and leave, and yet now they were here. Talking to a flower.

"Excuse me for being so rude. My name is-"

The flower stopped for a moment, seemingly being in thought despite not showing emotion with his face.

"You may call me, Flowey. Flowey the Flower."

* Flowey?

Frisk smiled a bit at the absurdly simple name the flower had. "Flowey The Flower" he called himself. How peculiar.

The flower simply stared.

* ... Well, okay... Um-

Before Frisk could say another word.

"I'm sorry."

The flower retreated under the soil.

* Wait!! No!! I still need your help!!

Frisk then heard foot steps approaching.

Undertale : The FallWhere stories live. Discover now