Pinkies POV. "If you really care to know the truth, Fluttershy, I will tell you" I stated as I sighed heavily. I haven't told anypony the truth, the truth of how I got my cutie mark, the truth of how I met rainbow dash, how the cyan filly forgot all about our adventures in the mental hospital. I hadn't told anypony about the fact that I killed my father. How I fell in love. I had kept the story bottled up in me, thinking that the only way I could keep rainbow safe is if I hid the truth from her. But the truth was hard to contain, I felt it breaking at the walls within me, begging to be free, to be spilled across the floor. I played with my pink bouncy mane as Fluttershy stared at me with her azure eyes filled with concern. "Well, it all started on a rock farm..." I began as the rest of the story ensued, spilling out of me. (Cover art by me: DeadcatX on deviantart)

Here you can find songs and poems made by myself, you may spread/use these works I appreciate it but keep in mind if you do professionaly publish them (make a sound track with one of my songs or put one of my poems on a website) Id like you to please message me or atleast mention me in respect <3

...I'm Undertale trash. This is basically going to be the story of Undertale retold as the Underfell version. I'm sure something like this exists already...but whatever. The story is told from Frisk's point of view, and it's the Pacifist version because Genocide scares me. Anyways I hope you like it!