The three-faced flower

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I am [REDACTED], here with the actual first part for Origamitale.

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Time taken:

All together possibly and hour or so. With procrationation and much anxiety, longer then that-

Programs used:

Google Docs and a computer

Word count:

861 words

4645 Characters

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~ :hibiscus: ~

Frisk groaned as he tried to move. His body was sore, and he felt as though he had not moved in hours. Frisk managed to roll over onto his side, pushing himself off the ground.

“Wh… How did I...Survive?”

Frisk glance around him, seeing the walls of a large cave, eventually looking up. The hole he’d fallen into seemed only to be the size of his hat. He’d fallen quite a ways down.  Frisk looked back around the cave, looking for a way out. Instead a flash of red caught is eye. It seemed to be coming from the darkness, but it gave frisk hope that there may be a way out. Frisk pulled himself from the ground, following the fluttering light. As he got closer, he made out the shapes of a large red butterfly, fluttering around in a circle.

“Ah… And here I had hope that you might be someone able to help me. You are just a butterfly.”

The butterfly seemed to change its course, going farther into the cave, it’s light revealing a broken doorway. I continued its circular flight as Frisk slowly went forward. The door revealed a larger hallway, seemingly leading to a brighter lit area. The butterfly circled around the room, it’s red glow dimming in the light. Frisk glanced around the room, his attention being drawn to a single, lonely, snapdragon. The snapdragon was a bit odd… Three different colors, and rather large for a normal flower.

“Guess I’m not the- AH!”

Frisk took a step back as the flower swiftly turned to face him. Literally. It had a face. Three of them.

“Ah.. Um, Hello?”

“A human?”

“It’s a Human!”

“Shut up you two, You’ll scare it off!”

“Uhh.. Who are you... Three?”

“My name is Flowey!”

“Me to..”

“We are all the same flower you idiots!”

The red flower seemed to be the snappiest of them all, the blue one seemed to be more shy, and the yellow seemed eager to meet people.

“Well, uh, hello flowey’s. My name is Frisk. Do you know of a way out of this place?”

“He must be new!”

“Out? Oh no…”

“Wow, you are stupid. There isn’t a way out. Unless… You’d be willing to try something.”

Frisk glanced around cautiously.

“Try.. what?”

Frisk jumped as the world around him flickered and went black and white, a single red heart floating in front of him.

“That little heart there?”

“That’s your soul Frisk..”

“Everything that makes up you as a person is in that little red heart.”

Frisk placed a hand under his ‘soul’, confusion crossing his face.

“My soul..?”

His soul was a lot smaller then what he’d imagined. Frisk quickly clutched his soul to his chest as little white seeds formed above flowey.l

“These little things here, they are called ‘Friendliness Pellets’. It’s how LV is shared!”

“LV stands for LOVE. It’s very important here in the underground...”

“Here. Have some. After you do, we can continue to help get you out of here.”

Frisk glanced at the white pellets, jumping as they slowly came at him. He avoided them, not sure if he really should.

“What’s wrong?”

“Don’t you trust us?”

“You were supposed to run INTO them. Not away from them. Lets try this again.”

Frisk saw the pellets once again form above the flowers. He stepped back, still cradling his soul to his chest.

“Wait! I don’t know ab-”

The pellets came flying at Frisk, faster than before and as the pellets hit him, his suspicions were confirmed.

Pain seared through Frisks body, sinking to his knees. He kept the little red heart huddled close to his chest, but now it was starting to shake, about to crack.

“Why?! What did I ever do to you?!”

Frisk yelled out of desperation, willing the flower to stop, but having no really way to.

“Because we need a soul!”

“It’ll help us become whole again…”

“You just so happen to of fallen while we were here.”

The same white pellets from before surrounded him, slowly getting closer and closer. Frisk closed his eyes and waited for the strike that would finally make his soul crack and shatter, listening to the cracked sound of the three faced flower’s laughter.

Frisk waited…

But the hit never came. Frisk quickly looked up as the flower screamed, seeing that where they had been was now charred over, little flames extinguishing themselves as they ran out of grass to burn.

Frisk looked to both of his sides before he noticed a large woman appear from the shadows. Her skin- no, Her fur was a pure white, small ivory horns sprouting from her head. Long floppy ears  laid over her shoulders, the rest of her covered in a purple kimono. Her large paws were wrapped around the handle of a blue parasol. The woman seemed to be kind enough.

“Who… Um.. Who are you?”

The woman gave a kind smile and held out her paw.

“My name is Toriel. I am the caretaker of these ruins. If you come with me, i can help you wound, my child. Do not be afraid. I will not hurt you.”

~ :hibiscus: ~

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