I woke on the floor of the ruins. It had worked. Somehow, I was in another world. This place seemed...darker than the other ruins. Walking around a little, I almost stepped on a lone flower, it's head drooped. "Flowey?" I asked cautiously. The flower lifted his head to look at me, I noticed he was covered in many scratches, with his eyes watering. "Come back to- wait, who're you?? Not that it matters, I'm sure you want to hurt me too..." He asked shakily. I knelt, offering a hand to him. "Flowey, we haven't met...not here anyway. I'm Emma..the last thing I want to do is hurt you. You can look for yourself, I'm not even armed" it seemed that this world was the opposite of ours, so this flowey must've been friendly. Or at least..not trying to kill me. He flinched away from my hand. I gently took one of his leaves, stroking it with my thumb as a sort of handshake. "It's nice to meet you.." I spoke softly, as to not scare him. He stared at me, completely shocked. "See? I won't hurt you, I promise." If this is what flowey was like in this world, I'd hate to meet an opposite version of myself. What must the others be like? Flowey was still gawking at me, and I gave him a gentle smile. "Where I come from, the flowey I know is very cruel, so in order to best him I've been kind. But I don't think I need to best you. Maybe I can help you?" He gave a small smile. "So...you won't hurt me?" I shook my head, and he opened my hand. "I suppose I could guide you through the ruins. There's a goat monster here, and once she finds you, she won't let you leave." Climbing onto my hand, flowey lifted his roots onto my arms, clinging to my t shirt. I smiled at him. "Good thing you didn't threaten me with fake friendliness pellets, I wouldn't have known what to do." He seemed confused, but kept his confusion to himself as we walked through the dark, daunting ruins. I glanced around, noticing the similarities between these ruins and my own. "Are things always this dark?" I asked, careful to not trip as I stepped. "Well, there isn't much light right now, but there are crystals embedded into the roof of the cave that light up when the sun comes out. So right now it's very dark." So that's how time changed! What an interesting thing. "So..are there puzzles down here? Because I'm not sure I can do them in the dark." Flowey shrugged his leaves. "I don't think so, there is one, but i can do that one. So don't worry about it." We walked in silence, I turned through passages from memory. This was an exact copy of the ruins from my world, which I had learned to go through very quickly. Flowey seemed to be thinking hard. "What is it?""how do you know the way around? You asked me to be your guide, yet you haven't asked me where to go. I don't get it." I stopped, realising he was right. "Sorry, looking around, the ruins here are exactly like my world, so turns out I know where to go. Would you like to be my companion instead? I could use a friend down here." I smiled, but noticed he was looking up in fear. Turning back, I saw Toriel. Or...the Toriel of this world. She wore a dark crimson dress, still with the crest on her chest. The whites of her eyes were a faint yellow. She was looking at me, expressionless."t-that's the goat monster..." Flowey cowered behind my hair. Holding my ground, I was ready to face whatever this worlds Toriel held in store for me.
Stepping forward cautiously, I gave a small smile. "Hi there...my names Emma, I was wondering if you could help me?" Her expression shifted for a moment, before she flashed a smile that seemed fake. "Of course! Come to my house and I'll give you all the help you need." She turned and started walking, and I followed her. "What are you doing?? She's going to keep you here!" Flowey whispered into my ear. "Relax, she seems nice enough. Besides, I'm not powerless, so if I do need to fight, I will. I can't afford to be trapped." I whispered back. Toriel looked behind at me. "Who are you talking to my child?" I flashed her a grin."oh! No one, don't worry." In a hushed tone, I spoke to flowey. "I get the feeling if she sees you, you'll be in danger. Wrap your roots around my hair, and try not to talk unless absolutely necessary. I'll keep you safe." Toriel opened the front door, letting me walk in first. The door behind me shut, locking me inside. I swallowed the lump forming in my throat. The house, which used to be cast in a warm light, was cold, and dark. Toriel was going into the kitchen. "Make yourself at home, I'll make some pie." She said, with false cheeriness. However, I followed her to the door of the kitchen, watching her put something into her pie. I shuddered away as I saw her glance toward the door, racing toward the blackened fireplace. The emptiness of the house was so different than my world. "My child, if you wish to rest, you may do so, I have a room just for you." Toriel called from the kitchen. "No thanks Toriel, I can't stay too long." I said without thinking. She popped her head out of the kitchen, looking at me in confusion, something I was getting used to seeing. "I never told you my name, how did you know it?" Her confusion turned to suspicion. Thinking quick, I remembered Toriel always labelled her books. "I-I was just skimming through the books, the names written there.""oh, alright then." She returned to the kitchen, I heard flowey speaking into my ear. "She's going to drug you! Don't eat anything she gives you." He warned. Toriel came out a moment after, carrying a plate with a pie slice on it. Memories of my world came flooding into my mind, but I tried not to think of them too much. "Here you are. Sit down, and eat!" Toriel said, still putting up the facade of cheeriness. I paused, taking the plate. "Do you mind if I ask what's in this? I have some allergies you see." I tried to make my lie believable, to not set her off. "Oh? This is snail pie, with some of the finest pastry, butter and milk in the underground." She said, her illusion faltering a bit. Trying to fake innocence, I looked at the pie sadly. "Oh, I'm so sorry, I'm afraid I'm allergic to milk, eating any would make me so sick. Sorry for the trouble." I attempted to pass the plate back to her. She dropped her arms, frowning. "I..I'm sorry for the inconvenience." She mumbled. She wouldn't meet my eyes, and I could feel shivers going down my back. "Um... If you don't mind, I would like to take you up on your offer for the room. I've been travelling for a long time you see, and I'm quite tired." I faked a yawn to exaggerate my point. Her false cheeriness returned, and she beamed at me."of course! It's just through here!" She guided me to a room slightly too small for me. It looked like the perfect size for frisk. In a vase on the desk was a single yellow flower. She snatched it up, scrunching it and throwing it in the bin. Not about to question her, I pretended to admire the room. "It's very cosy, thank you." She walked out, shutting the door as she went. "Let me know if you need anything my child." And then she was gone.
I let out a sigh of relief. If I had been drugged, who knows how long I would be stuck here. I sat on the side of the bed, tugging gently for flowey to come out. "We're stuck here! Now what?"he asked, a little panicked. "Relax, I have a plan. We're going to wait until she's asleep, then we'll get out of here. You know, something about her seems off..." I pondered, looking at the roof. "How so? She's always been like that." Flowey stated, but I didn't respond. A lonely monster, stuck in the ruins. Why did she lock herself away if she hated to be alone? The thought had always crossed my mind back in my world, and though I would sometimes ask Toriel, she wouldn't answer. Seems the two of them might not be so different after all. I waited awhile, listening to Toriel as she walked around the house. She then moved to the room next door, pacing awhile. I noticed there was a hole in the wall, just big enough for one to look through. "So that's how.." I mumbled. Taking a pillow, and a few of the toys I pushed them under the cover, so it looked like I was sleeping. I leaned quietly against the wall, listening. I heard her come closer to the hole. I assumed she was looking through. I breathed softly, slowly, to create the illusion that I was asleep. I heard her mumble something along the lines of 'that's good.' Before she lay down on her bed. I could hear the springs of her bed shift her weight. Waiting until I could hear her soft snores, I quietly left the room. The cold house seemed to get even chillier, and I walked quickly, my steps light. When we reached the stairs, I noticed that they were made of creaky old wood, unlike the more sturdy wood of the floor. That would surly creak. I paused, inhaling deep to think of an idea. Flowey popped his head out. "Why'd you stop?" He whispered. "I'm going to have to jump. Hang on flowey." I stepped over the locked chains, as well as the stairs railing. A thought crossed my mind. Maybe that's how she knew where children were. If they were going where they shouldn't, the creaky stairs would let her know. I hung off the railing, estimating where I was going to fall. Suddenly I felt the railing creak, and then break. The loud snap echoed through the silence as I landed on my feet. Knowing full well that Toriel would come after me, I broke into a sprint. This bit of the ruins was very long. I heard Toriel let out a scream, and her thumping footsteps crashing down the stairs. Skidding and turning a corner, I felt something hot fly past. "Run! Don't stop!" Flowey cried, as I glanced behind me to see Toriel, eyes filled with rage. She had flames in her hands, and was attacking as much as she could. The room was filled with heat. I cried out in pain as she struck me in my leg, but I didn't slow. The door was right there! Racing to it, I heaved it open, pulling with all my might. Another attack came flying, directed at flowey this time. I heard him let out a scream, but I lifted my arm to shield him. Toriel had fallen, and was no longer looking at me with anger, but with such a longing sadness, I started to feel guilty. However, knowing I had to go, I gave the door a final pull and stepped outside into the snow, falling onto my knees. Huffing, I didn't close the door.
Looking back, I saw Toriel was still on the floor, her legs had probably given out on her. Tears were in her eyes, and she was shouting at me. "My child! Why did you run?! You could've stayed, I would've given you a painless death. Now Asgore will surely kill you!" She cried, sobbing into the floor. I stood, turning back to the door. "I'm not going to fucking die!" I shouted, and she looked at me. "Toriel, why does someone lonely enough to capture human children stay in a prison? You once had a child didn't you? And yet you capture others, keeping them here because you lost him..." Flowey beside me was shaking, tears in his eyes. "How'd you know that?" He asked. I swallowed. "I just do...Asriel, I've known about you for awhile. Toriel, why do you stay in there? If you truly wanted to protect your child, you'd follow them out into the world! Not keep them cooped up in the ruins forever! You wouldn't kill them! That isn't what a mother does!" I screamed at her, infuriated that she would hurt someone. My thoughts returned to my own mother, and how she and my father had left us behind. I had had to raise frisk.alone. This monster...She was very different from my Toriel, but she was still Toriel. I knew her well, and I knew this would get through to her. The question was...would she leave? Or would she stay cooped up? "I can't afford to stay or be killed. I have my own child I need to protect, and they're counting on me to come home!" I felt a pang of sadness thinking about frisk, and worried what they were up to. But, I was also filled with a new determination to reach my goal. I would find sans. My sans. I had to. "I cannot leave..." I heard her mumble. "Why? What's stopping you? There's a whole world out here, I'm sure you'd find someone!...it's up to you." I turned, and started to walk away. I heard her crying behind me, before I heard the ruins doors close. I collapsed into the snow, my aching burns starting to sting. Flowey, who had been silent this whole time, climbed off my shoulder and into the snow, picking some up and putting it over my burns. I hissed in pain, but didn't cry out. "Why didn't you say anything?"he asked me when he was finished. I shrugged. "You were so scared, I didn't think it was the right time Asriel.""just flowey is fine. I've grown accustomed to that name. I nodded. "You were terrified of your own mother. Go figure." I looked at him, and offered him a hand to climb back onto my shoulder. He let out a sigh. "I guess I was. But you saw how deranged she had become!" "Loneliness will do that to you I guess. We're going to snowdin right?" He nodded, and I started down the path. How could this world be any more different than my own?