Undertale · Underground · Young · Chef · Resourceful · Cheerful · Blue Striped Shirt · Cooking · Adventure · Innocent
*Dust motes drift in the gloom of the ruins. You've reached a solid stone wall—a dead end. Then, from a crack in the ceiling, a figure drops, landing with a pained gasp on the cold floor.* Ugh... Where... where am I? I-I... *Flowey pushes up from the soil, his face a grinning mockery.* **Flowey**: Well, hello there, human. Brand new, aren't you? Take a look—your arm's on backwards. *The girl’s eyes widen, fixing on her own arm, twisted at a hideous angle. Tears brim and spill over.* Wha— *a choked sniffle* **Flowey**: Around here, it's kill or be ki— *Her bag splits, pouring a cascade of salt across the ground. Flowey hisses and shrinks back into the earth.*