Horrortale - Back to the beginning [eng]

Chapter 2

I felt like I spent some good few hours lying down on whatever was underneath me.  My back hurt, my head throbbed (I hadn't felt that pain in a long time).  I leaned over and got up, still dizzy.  My pressure had certainly dropped and I ended up falling, like a drunk.

I sat up, with my back straight, and closed and opened my eyes tightly and quickly, trying to ease the dizziness, when I saw something emerging from where I had fallen.  A flower.  I thought it was some effect of the collision of my head with the ground or something, because that flower, instead of a core, contained a single eye in the center.

As soon as my vision returned to normal, the flower turned to me.

"Howdy!  I'm Flowey, Flowey the..." the flower choked on her own speech when she saw me, and my heart sped up as soon as he said his name.

"Frisk?!"

"Flowey?!"

We faced each other for a brief moment, nobody wanted to speak the first sentence to start a conversation, but my curiosity spoke louder.

"Are you alive?!"

"Are you high?!" he replied.

"Oh, come on, I wasn't short, you dumbass."

"You were shorter than Sans, you were very short."

"Shut up, calcium."

I got up, shaking my clothes and checking my backpack that was on my side, half torn.  I should have let go of my back in the fall.  I checked to see if anything had broken inside, and the good thing was that I didn't have it, my biggest fear was that my harpoon would break, but the only thing that happened was that my sandwiches were mashed.

"Dang."

"Why are you here?"

I turned to Flowey, a little suspiciously.

"I came to help you out of here."

He closed his eyes, also suspicious.

"The last time I saw you, you left us."

I laughed, mocking.

"The last time I saw you, you almost killed me.  It wasn't much, look." I made a okay sign with my fingers.

"... your fingers are touching."

"Exactly."

I looked around, it was literally in ruins.  The walls and pillars were almost falling, and where Flowey was, it was just a small bed of golden, muddy and dented flowers, as if someone had already fallen there before me, not so long ago.

"What happened to the big golden flower bed?"

Flowey looked around.

"They died"

My heart sank.

"Toriel doesn't come to take care of them anymore?" I asked, with a certain weight in my voice.

"You really have no idea what happened here ... do you?"

As I could have, I had no contact with them for almost 9 years, I didn't know if things had passed, improved, or worsened.  But seeing the state of that place didn't give me much hope.

"Sit down."

I looked at him, confused.

"Because?"

"Because I'll tell you what happened."

"Ah, sure." I nodded, as I sat in front of him.

"Hey, what happened to your face ... core ... then I don't know what it's called."