Gore -horrortale x reader

TWO

*Chapter Two

*Behave

*3 out of 3 wishes left

        You slowly regained your conscience as you opened your eyes. Black dots seemed to be everywhere and your head was pounding. You managed to move your bruised arm a bit and put some weight on it. Your vision adapted to the darkness of the hole. Dark wilted thorny flowers littered the floor. Every move you made to get up resulted in crushing the delicate petals, thorns seemed to stick out and poke you not enough to cause bleeding though.
        You set your shaky hands on the ground and heaved yourself off the ground. Thorns dug into your hands causing your hands to bleed slightly. You sat with your legs sprawled out in front of you in this dead bed of flowers.

        Your hand plucked a fragile as glass flower off of the ground, being careful of the barbed wire like stems. Lifting the flower up to the small amount of light there was you gazed at the wilted flower. It looked like it could be a brilliant golden if the proper care was given.

        Sighing you put it down and pressed your hand down to the ground to get the balance to get up. You winced as you got up, your weight now on your bare feet, which were now in the thorny bramble of what was left of a garden.

        Stumbling out of what was left of the bed you walked into the darkness of the hall, the only light was a few lighting bugs. But their was not that much. A noise caused you to stop in this pitch black.

        Out of the ground popped a flower, only this one was a dusty golden color, and a large green eye was in the center. You staggered back out of fright, You tried to scream for help but all that was a frightened squeak. The flowers eyes seemed to give off a small source of light that cut through the darkness, causing all the dust wafting in the air to be seen by your e/c eyes.

"Oh you're a human that's great." the thing said with a hint of sarcasm in its tone.

"i-I." you stammered attempting to speak but the words seems to get stuck in your throat.

"No wait, please be quiet. She can home here any minute." The flower? Urged you to be quiet.

You were unsure of what to do. You wiped a bit for tear away with your mud caked hands. You nodded and looked at the large eye on the flower.

"Ok so seeing on how you're down here you're probably a klutz, I mean really how many kids fall down a giant hole." he said in a sarcastic way again.

You frowned.

"Ok ok i'm just kidding but really you need to trust me. Do you?"

You scanned their eye as if it would tell you if this weird flower is telling the truth. You sighed, nodding again.

The flower sat straight up on the thorn covered stem.

"Im flowey the flower. And possibly your new best friend down here."

The flowers words filled you with determination to get back home. A small smile crept up onto your face but what short lived when screaming broke the silence of the room. A bright flame had replaced your new best friend. As soon as they came they flickered out of existence, revealing the burnt thorny stem of you new best friend.

You screamed and tears again started to fall once more. Out of the darkness of the room to white furry hands came out reaching for you. The strange furry hands pulled you into a hug with the owner. Your face was smuggled into a fluffy white chest. A hand was placed on your head rubbing your hair in a loving way. You set your hands on the chest and pushed yourself out of the random hug. You knew you probably looked like an idiot. As your hair was sticking in many places and tears are still covering your face. The person or much less MONSTER that had pulled you into the hug as a large goat monster.

Their fur seemed a bit unkempt and had a large portion of their purple dress torn off, exposing their chest. By their eyes with the large eyes lashes bordering the unnatural bright green eyes.

"My child what's wrong." the goat monster asked as if she does not recall burning your best friend up. She leaned forward trying to pull your frightened form into another forced hug.

"My child I will not hurt you come here you are dirty and scared." She grabbed your arm and started pulling you part the remains of flowey, the flower. The goat woman reeked of blood and cinnamon?A very odd combination.  She looked away practically dragging you in the mud.

You managed to grab the charred stem of flowey and put it behind your back before she had the chance to notice.

"Child I am toriel, caretaker of the ruins." She said not looking at you but having her odd eyes glued to what lie in front of her. You twisted your arm a bit and started walking beside her. Though the goats hand was still grasping your arm it seemed more comfortable. In Front of you two was a large broken down purple door. The middle of the door had deep scratch marks and the side of the door seemed to be burned. Dead vines twisted up the rotting door that was baring hanging off its hinges.

Tori simply solved it open with her outstretched hand. The door slammed to the side and the hinges gave in. A loud thud traveled throughout the darkness of the 'cave'. The ancient door had fell to the ground. You flinched and moved a bit closer to Toriel out of fright. Toriel simple stood there and murmured 'what a shame'. Toriel started walking again dragging you around.

She led you to a room with weird grey buttons coming out of the floor. She finialy shifted her gaze to you. Your eyes met and you felt as if she was trying to read your mind. Almost, brainwash you.

"Now child the ruins, are filled with puzzles. But right now you need to get into bed. Your bleeding almost everywhere." She said. Your gaze shifted to your arms. They were in fact covered in tiny cuts and bruises starting to form on the delicate skin. You shifted your feet uncomfortably as her green eyes where still on you.

"So these puzzles will have to wait." The monster turned around fast, the purple dress whipping behind her as she moved through the button puzzle.

Only now were you able to notice the ends of her dress is tattered and covered in a red substance. As she walked you could see that her feet where caked in a dark red dry substance, that left a small about of itself on the dark purple floor.

A snap could be heard. The door at the end of the room had opened. And now Toriel was standing at it.

"Come on child." She said in a chilling voice. "You do know how to behave?"