Sistertale

Fallen

Reset # (?)

"Big sis, big sis wake up!"

Letting out a low moan of pain, trying to desperately force the head spinning nausea to the side as she pushed up on her arms. "Oh... crap... What the- Frisk? What-?"

Rubbing at the pulsing throb on her forehead, she cracked open an eye to glance at her sibling. There was a large, bright contrast of yellow that flooded her vision and made her wince and rub at her eyes.

"Shit. Are you okay?"

"You said a bad word." Frisk murmured, making a sour face as they crossed their arms. She grimaced, rubbing at the spot on her forehead again as she shot them a look.

"Frisk."

The child jumped at her tone, before giving a reluctant nod. "'M okay."

Nodding her head slowly, she turned to sit up properly and take a minute to look around them. Bright yellow golden flowers decorated the ground underneath them and sat dimly illuminated by the faint light above the two. Glancing over to their younger sibling, she drew in a sharp breath as she noticed the smudge of brownish red crusting on Frisk's cheek. Muttering a muffled curse under her breath she twisted her spine around a bit too fast to make her grit her teeth. Thankfully, her sparsely filled backpack was still on her shoulders and she slung it off to root around in it.

Finding a slightly crushed, orange plastic container with a white plus sign she practically threw it open and ripped off a band-aid from it's conjoined packaging and wiped of the drying blood with the palm of her hand. Frisk squirmed and made another face as the smiley face band-aid was slapped on their cheek.

"There... looks a bit better." She let out a breath, now sitting on her knees as she rested her hands on them. "Da-ng it, this is- where are we?"

Frisk, for their part, silently trotted after her as she got up to examine the area they fell into. This place... it looked old. Really, really old. From the stonework of the walls to the dangerous looking stalactites hanging above. Rubbing her neck, her gaze slipped back to the bed of yellow flowers they landed on. Some of them looked crushed from the landing, however the flower bed didn't seem entirely... fall breaking?

A sudden sharp poke to her side nearly made her jump out of her skin. With a very sharp turn of her head, she stared at Frisk giggling madly with a stick in their hands. "Frisk, where did you find that?"

"On the ground." They replied lazily, starting to rock back on their heels. She felt her eye twitch, and she opened her mouth to say something when her younger sibling had stopped. Their hidden gaze turned to the side toward the unexplored hall.

"Frisk- what are you- Frisk! Where the hell-eck are you going?!" She yelled as Frisk took off down the hall. "FRISK!"

Taking off after her younger sister down the corridor. She got a quick glance over at the same aged stone walls up until she skidded to a halt. A towering, carved arch sat chiseled into the wall. There was something... hesitant about walking through here. Like there was something bad about something past it. But she pressed on regardless, because of Frisk. Her younger sibling had gone through there.

Hang on squirt. She gritted her teeth, jogging through the arch with a determined expression. "Squirt!"

Frisk hadn't gotten far, but neither were they alone now. She slowed to a stop behind them to stare down in disbelief at what she was seeing. A smiling, yellow flower that swayed just slightly from side to side. An all to cheerful grin on it's face... did flower's even have expressions?

"Wowie, another human fell underground!" The flower flopped to one side, giving a wink and a stuck out tongue. "Howdy! I'm Flowey. Flowey the Flower!"

"H-hi..." She blinked, slowly grabbing Frisk's hand to pull them back to her side.

"Hmmm... You're new to the Underground, aren'tcha?" Flowey's smile widened as it's (his?) stem went straight up once more. "Golly, you must be so confused. Something ought to teach you how things work around here! I guess little old me will have to do~. Ready? Here we go!"

"Wha-" She didn't finish, as a tense tugging sensation pulled at her chest. The edges of her vision went dark for a split moment as a dull green heart was yanked from her body. She stared at it with an odd look of fascination and slight panic as she cupped the area the shape was pulled from, as if to see if the skin of her chest was torn open from it.

Flowey grinned once again. "See that heart? That is your soul, the very culmination of your being! Your soul starts off weak, but can grow strong if you gain a lot of LV."

"LV...?" She grimaced, gripping on tighter to Frisk's hand. "Is that an acronym or something? What's it stand for?"

"What's LV stand for? Why, love, of course!" Flowey tilted forward, cheerful expression turning sharper. "You want some love, don't you? Don't worry, I'll share some with you!"

As the plant winked, she could have sworn she saw a sparkle shoot from his face. She wasn't exactly sure if this flower had the best intentions. Glancing down at Frisk, she could see the bright red heart floating in front of their chest. Far brighter than hers... but she gently squeezed Frisk's hand when they glanced up at her before looking back to Flowey as white pellets began to form in the air around him. "Down here, love is shared through... little white... "friendliness pellets"

Oh okay, yep. This wasn't happening. She went to move back, pull Frisk away from this, but her feet seemed to be glued to the ground. She couldn't move... shit. This was bad. Really bad. "Are you ready? Move around! Get as many as you can!"

"Nope." She ground out, feeling a vein pop in her forehead trying to force her legs to move when Frisk tugged her out of the 'pellets' way. Glancing down, she saw Frisk stare up at her with a concerned look. They both turned back to look at the living flower, whose expression had dropped considerable.

Still wearing a smile, the expression in Flowey's bead-like eyes was not happy. "Hey buddy, you missed them. Let's try again, okay?"

Another round of pellets, another round of Frisk pulling her out of the way. If the situation was something different... she would have felt incredibly humiliated at the fact that her younger sibling was actually helping her. But right now, she didn't exactly care about that... Again, Flowey's face had dropped, this time forgetting the smile for a scowl as the flower made a frustrated sound.

"Is this a joke? Are you two brain dead? Run. INTO. THE. BULLE- friendliness pellets." Her hand clamped down tighter on Frisk's as they steered her away from the shower of bullets. Mother humper, the flower was evil after all. Seeing as how his third attack had failed as well, she felt her pulse jump into her throat as Flowey's face morphed into a creepy visage and two beady white dots formed in his eyes. His voice snapped in a shrill echo. "You know what's going on here, don't you? You just wanted to see me suffer."

"Shit!" She cursed as a circle of bullets formed around them. Frisk gasped, letting go of their hand to cling to the back of her jacket.

"DIE." Flowey cackled as the ring grew in closer. She cursed again as she finally managed to turn on her heel, and covered Frisk with her body as a shield. Frisk clung to her jacket like it was a life line all while she kept them in her arms. Closer... closer...

Then it stopped. There was a sudden dissolving sound, as if the bullets were burnt away. Causing both siblings to look up, they watched Flowey's face drop and into one of confusion as a fireball came off from the side, knocking the weed away. Frisk let out a soft gasp as she hoisted them up in her arms. Both of them watching the figure of white and light purple step into view. Her grip on her sibling tightened as this new person spoke.

"What a terrible creature, torturing such a poor, innocent youth..." This... goat lady(?) turned away from the direction Flowey had disappeared, offering them a soft... motherly smile. "Ah, do not be afraid, my children. I am Toriel, caretaker of the Ruins."