Golden Flowers (A SciFell OneShot)

The short skeleton didn't mean to fall into another universe, into another underground.

But he did.

And he could never take it back.

The flowers had felt cold, unforgiving when he landed on them. The air was dusty, unclean, full of different smells he didn't want to know the origins of.

His body groaned loudly in annoyance as he had sat up, Sci's pupils wondering around his surroundings. It was a small cave, almost dead flowers in the garden, the grey rock walls having some scratches along them.

His experiment had not gone as planned, not at all. He was building a tolerance for determination, so that way once he gained enough, he could be the one in control of the resets, and put a stop to Flowey. He was almost there before another machine, one he had stopped bothering on a long time ago, suddenly whirled up and snatched him before he could even scream.

And here he was.

Sci knew immeadiatly, upon hitting the flowers that cushioned his fall, that he was not indeed in his own universe. He could recongize the opening to the underground anywhere, and this was an altered version of it. The rocks were more jagged, and the flowers were less taken care of.

There's also the fact that it was an universe machine, which kind of sealed the idea.

"Hey, you shouldn't be here."

The soft voice lurred Sci out of his thoughts and towards a small flower that he also knew, one that was shivering out if fear from him suddenly looking at him.

"You're another monster, right?" Flowey asked.

"Oh, yeah, I am, not from this universe, but I am still a monster," Sci said, crossing his legs as he turned towards the flower.

"Still, you should go back to where you came from, Toriel will rip you to shreds when she finds you," The other whispered quietly.

"Too late for that, you little brat!"

Intense pain was the least Sci could decribe it as while a fireball had hit him square on the back. Almost instantly, he had started to dust, large chunks of his body dissolving away into mere specks of the wind.

And the first flower bloomed

Sci sat up with a gasp, breathing heavily as he gathered his surroundings.

Jagged rocks.

Scratched walls.

Decaying flowers.

He was alive.

He was fine.

He didn't waste any time, already knowing what he had done as he stood up. Sure, he wasn't the most determined in his universe, but here, he was.

And that was going to help him get home.

"Hey, you," Sci said before Flowey could even open his mouth, "Can you walk and talk?"

"Um, no, I can't walk," Flowey said, looking down at the dirt, "But I can wrap around your shoulders, if y-you'd let me!"

Sci frowned down at him, pondering over what he should do. He didn't trust Flowey in his world, so he couldn't trust Flowey in this world, either. But he needed help to get to the other version of himself, judging by how Toriel had killed him, he needed to get home fast.

"Yeah, no, I'll find my own way out," Sci said, turning around and starting to walk off towards the ruins.

He didn't make it far before another fireball had come out of nowhere and flew at him, nearly hitting him in the process. However, he managed to jump backwards to dodge, only resulting in him running into anothet fireball she had thrown at him and died immeadiatly.