MemoryTale --- Hopes and Dreams

Asriel hates being made of fluff

"And this is why I told you to keep your eyes shut and shut up," Asriel grumbled, "how do you float around anyways?" I was too busy hyperventilating to take notice of him. I opened my eyes. It felt weird to be so small, yet I could feel every single one of my roots from my stem. I didn't feel the need to breathe, but I did so anyway. It helped me feel more... Rooted.

Dammit me! This isn't the time for puns!

After a few deep breaths, I felt ready to see Asriels predicament. Moving my stem was kind of like moving my neck. It was a weird sensation. I understood why he was so panicky the first time he woke up like this.

He wasn't a flower anymore and looked exactly like I remembered. Same green and yellow striped shirt, same locket around his neck. Same little nibs of horns hidden in his fur. Instead of floating down into squarey-pixels, it looked like fluffy clouds swaying in the breeze. He was flapping his arms in the air trying to move.

"What are you looking at," he growled, though it looked hard to be threatening when you're made of fluff. He bared his fangs and growled... Still cute. I would have cooed if the circumstances were right. He crossed his arms.

"Laugh all you want. I want to know how this happened," Asriel hissed.

"I wasn't laughing," I defended myself. I choked at the sound of my voice.

"Holy crap," I whispered. My voice was high-pitched. Like his was.

"So this isn't some weird voice magic," I whispered. I wasn't comfortable with this change at all.

"Actually, both. I can change my voice but it sounds like that naturally. No idea why," Asriel shrugged, "but don't worry, you can change it... Once you figure out how. It took me a while to figure out that trick." I figured changing voices wasn't something flowers normally do.

"Any other stupid tricks I should know about?" I whispered.

"Yes. And I'll tell you ONCE YOU TEACH ME HOW TO FLOAT!" He snarled. If I had arms I would put them up in surrender.

"It just came naturally to me when I came out of the void! And for the record, you don't flap your arms," I hissed. He rolled his eyes. Suddenly I got an idea.

"Grab my phone! I left it over there, I know Frisk's number!" I whisper-shouted. Asriel perked up.

"Great! Where did you put it?" He asked.

"What am I supposed to do? Point?" I hissed. Asriel sighed.

"Okay great! Magic lesson one! How to make vines. There are two types of vines, ones attached to your roots and ones that aren't. The first type is easier but you can feel anything that touches them and someone can PLACE SOME STUPID BLUE MAGIC ON THEM and then KIDNAP YOU," Asriel seemed to have some personal experience with this, "the second version is harder to make and maintain, but people can't step on them or something. Well I mean people can step on them but... You get the idea" he huffed.

"Yes, but how do you do magic!? I've never done this before! I mean, without hands to help," I hissed. He paused.

"Oh that might be a problem," He said, rubbing the back of his head, "I guess it's like your floating. Magic comes easily to monsters, humans on the other hand..."

"Currently, I'm not human so throw your logic out the window. We need to contact Frisk!" I whispered, "And I had those knives. Just weird flower body." He sighed.

"Great. We're both useless. I'll figure it out, you do... Something," He said. He floated on the spot.

"I have an idea! We'll play hot and cold... Once I figure out how to float," Asriel grumbled. I had an idea to explain it again.