*Frisk's POV*

"These stupid flowers are everywhere!" G yelled as he tore through blue vines that blocked a broken stone doorway.

Ever since we started walking again, his anger had only gotten worse, and I could see it fuming in his eyes while I politely and carefully stayed behind, not willing to have my neck snapped any time soon.

While we walked, I couldn't help but think about G.

Of course, I scolded myself for even having a single thought about him, yet there he was in my head, playing with my curiosity and my feelings.

Although I had forced myself to ignore him, it seemed silly to me that he was still there in my every thought.

I tried to make them all bad, or at least useful.

When I thought about him, I stared at his anger and how selfish it was of him to do things only for himself.

It also stung that he was mostly angry that he would be stuck with me for the entire walk, that he said was miles and miles away.

Who knows how long it could take.

I prayed it wouldn't be weeks, and I tried to keep my thoughts on two days.

Two days would be my limit.

Either way, G hated being stuck with me, and as much as I made myself hate it as well, it stung just knowing how much he wanted to get rid of me.

As I thought about it, I realized I also wanted to get rid of him just the same.

I remembered the time in prison and how much I wanted him dead, wanted him away from me.

Was G feeling the same things I felt then?

And if I don't feel that anymore, what do I feel?

'I feel like hes a stupid selfish pig who cares about nothing but getting what he wants and teasing girls,' I told myself with a glare directed at G.

The thought fell too real, and I tried to keep it fresh by remembering every sickly thing he had ever done for himself.

Most of the memories were embarrassing, and I had to pull my shawl over my head like a hood to cover my blush.

When I felt like it wasn't covered enough, I had to look down and pull it over more.

I wasn't really in the mood to look at G's tense anger anyway, and I continued to walk quietly behind him, knowing that if I tried to speak up I would just annoy him worse.

Though didn't I want that?

Didn't I want him to suffer and be angry?

Shouldn't that be satisfying to me?

Telling myself I just didn't want to get killed, I stayed quiet and listened to G's low grumbles.

'G is quite the actor.'

The thought seemed like a surprise to me, and I remembered having the same thought over and over.

Then I thought about how he could be acting his entire life, always putting on a show for people.

What I had seen with the flowers, with the beautiful Underground, that G I saw could have been the real G.

The enjoyable G.

Though that could have also been him acting.

That could have also been a trick.

Why had I enjoyed that so much?

That feeling of pure bliss?

All these thoughts confused me, and angered me, thinking about how tricky G was and how he could be acting out his entire life and I wouldn't even know.

Why did I care anyway?

Did I care?

Forcing myself to think, 'No,' I growled to myself and walked a bit sharper and faster.

"What the hell is your problem dollface?" G growled as he glanced back at me, his eyes sharp with anger and annoyance.

Not in the mood to argue, I just grumbled, "Nothing." 

Though I really wanted to spit out, "You are a sick selfish bastard and I wish I could smack you every second of the day until you pass out."

Yet I knew that would kill me faster then a bullet in the head.

"Hmph, doesn't sound like nothing goodie-goodie," He said, his mood suddenly turning into his teasing smirk.

Oh no.

My mind was so angry, so full and confused, I couldn't deal with his stupid nicknames and smirks anymore that day.

Words busted from my mouth before I even knew what I was going to say.

"Just shut up bastard and focus on the map so we don't ever have to see each other again."

Now, the fact G hated my guts and was already in a tense furious mood, didn't really help my chances of survival .

Especially when at that moment, G didn't hesitate in slamming me against the wall with his arm on my neck and his other swinging it's fist into my stomach which knocked all the air out of me.

"Look dove," He cooed with anger hidden in my nickname, which made me wince and trembled with pain and fear, "All day I've been wanting to pound your stupid head into a brick until I could only see red. But lucky for you, I'm a nice guy and I wasn't gonna do it yet. Except that doesn't mean you can think I'm gonna let ya talk to me like that though."

Fear was caught as a whimper in my throat, and it mixed with angry screams that wanted to spit in G's smirking face.

I knew what would happen, yet I sassed him anyway.

No matter how good it felt in that moment, the pain felt worse, and it didn't take a lot to force myself to nod once in understatement.

It didn't stop my boiling anger though.

"Good."

He pulled away from me and I collapsed to the ground, taking in raspy breathes as if there wasn't enough air in the area.

Not stopping to help me, (I don't know why I expected him to) G turned and continued to walk with his left hand in his pocket.

With a growl stuck in my throat, and a tremble still in my stomach, I stood up and held my side while I followed him.

I realized with more regret, that our hating relationship would never change into anything new.

No friendship.

No love relationship.

Nothing that would keep him from hurting me.

Not that I cared anyway.

Why would I want someone like him as a friend?

Instead of thinking about G and his stupid mood, I thought about the beautiful world around me that wasn't as silent as before.

Now there were the many sounds of nature, something I wasn't use to.

The sound of bugs buzzed in plants and birds chirped from the trees, as if telling each other secrets and singing each other songs. Flowers pulsed with light, even if there wasn't any singing, and I could see movement from the corner of my eyes, knowing that they were just the blue vines trying to find a place to settle.

This world was truly beautiful and it was sad to think of how the monsters didn't have this much beauty and life down here.

I knew by looking at all the broken down buildings, and from the old purple walls that cracked with age.

In a world like this, with beauty and light, it was hard for me to stay upset and angry, so I let out a long breath that took the tense feeling out of my muscles with it.

I hoped it had the same effect with G.

When I looked back at him, I watched him reach in his pocket with the map and pull out a cigarette from his pack.

Even though I was a bit angry in the fact he was smoking in a place like this, I knew better then to protest again, and I stayed silent with my mouth in a thin line to keep it from opening and saying something stupid.

"Dammit," G grumbled as his pack fell out along with the map meaning he must've been too eager to get a cigarette.

A smile twitched my lips, yet it quickly stopped when of course, a bird swooped down and gathered the map in it's beak as everything fell from G's pocket.

A jolt of agony suddenly forced a gasp from my lips as it began flying off, G in just as much shock and worry as me.

Of course, it was the perfect moment for everything to go wrong.

The map was our only chance of finding Alphys, and a little birdie had to snatch it from the air.

"Shit!" G yelled as he ran after the flying bird, leaving his cigarette pack in the dirt behind him.

Running after him, I couldn't think of any way we could catch the bird that was flying higher with each second.

All I could think about was how much we needed that map, and how dreadful it feels to have it flying away from us.

The feeling in my gut was the feeling a child gets when they accidentally let go of their pretty balloon and have to watch it float into the sky, wishing there was someway it could just come back to them.

Our bad feelings seemed to turn into a panic, and we both raced after the bird with fear and worry energizing our step.

Every moment the bird flew higher, I would feel a knot tug at my throat and stomach, my eyes only focusing on the bird.

"No, no, no, no!" I shouted as I ran even faster, catching up with G who was running at full speed, his jacket flipping behind his slim body and his boots making prints in the dark soil.

G didn't seem to hear me, and I didn't care.

All I cared about was the little birdie that had come and taken our freedom.

I knew there had to be a way we could find Alphys without the map, yet I remembered a X marking where she must be.

"Now she just stays in her lab, wallowing in sadness and loneliness."

G's words replayed in my head as I ran after the bird, and I wondered if her lab was hidden or not.

My eyes glanced at the many turns and paths that we could take, possibly leading us into traps or into dead ends.

There is no way we could make it without that map.

Asriel would find us by then, and all I could think about was his stupid smirk and sickly Peace Plan.

And a little birdie that had taken our way to freedom.

Fortunate things do happen, and after so much bad luck and fear, so much bad expectation and thoughts, you seem to notice the fortunate things more.

You notice them easier after the hardships you come by, and after the happy thoughts seem to be fake fantasies that are just black and white blurs.

A fortunate thing did happen that day while G and I were running in the Underground after a bird who had stolen our most important item, and it was so small when I noticed it, I was afraid that all these bad thoughts on G had weighed me down into a terrible misery.

The bird landed in a blue tree that had all it's leaves blown away, only a few remained on each twisted branch. 

Yet the blue vines that wrapped around the gray trunk and hung slightly from the branches, still made it beautiful.

Without needing to glance around, I realized all the other trees around us were just like that one, and the faded purple stone seemed more vibrate from behind the trees and plants. 

Our focus was on the one tree that held the bird though, and like G I kept my eyes glued to the map that was latched in its beak.

Besides, the blue of the bird was just as beautiful as the rest of the world.

Stopping at the foot of the tree, G's boots skid to s stop on the dirt, and he looked up with worry in his eyes.

I saw his eyes because I too stopped at the tree and looked at him, noticing his anger and worry.

Yet he was back to his regular mood, and I was at least grateful he wasn't in his Prince Fury. (Which is what I had decided to call his absolute anger that burned his mood and voice.)

My eyes were wide with fear as I stared up at the bird, my pulse racing with panicked thoughts that tried to race through me.

"Alright," G said, talking to me and the bird, "Okay, alright, lets put the map down..." 

His hands were out at the tree yet his eyes were on the bird above that didn't even seem to notice us.

"The damn paper isn't even tasty!" He shouted in annoyance as he stared up at the bird.

Like lighting striking me, worry tensed my muscles and G's bones as the bird hopped forward on the branch, a gasp leaving both of our throats.

"Don't talk to it like that!" I said to him urgently, the image of the bird flying off stinging my eyes with worry, daring me not to blink.

"Well how am I supposed to do it then goodie-to-shoe-slut?! If you're so smart you do it!" He yelled back.

Another hop.

Another gasp.

Gulping, I looked up at the bird and prayed I wouldn't embarrass myself in front of G, especially since our safety depended on this.

"H-Hey birdie," I said in the softest and sweetest tone I could, trying to ignore the slight tremble and worry that tried tensing it.

Taking a deep breath, I tried speaking the exact opposite way of G and cooed, "Come on now... over here... I'm over here..."

Realizing I was talking to a bird, made me have the urge to hit myself over and over in the head, angry at myself for even thinking that this would work.

Though it did, and the birds head twitched to face us, G's eyes widening just like mine as we stared back at it.

"Good!" I said to quickly and excitedly, realizing I should say it softer, "Good..."

Though it still came out a bit urgent, and I tried to keep myself from trembling as it stared at me, reading my emotions and thoughts.

"Alright sweetheart you got it's attention now what?" G mumbled to me with worry aching his voice.

Ignoring the nickname and trying to keep my mood calm, I stared at the bird and clicked my tongue once before saying, "Yup, just me see? I promise I'm nice, I don't want to hurt you I'm friendly."

G scuffled a snicker and I grit my teeth to keep from growling at him, my face blushing red from his judgement.

Doing the first thing that popped into my head, I continued, "I need that map little bird, I really need that map."

I put all my worried emotion into that word, and I almost felt it was too much as the birds head twitched to the other side.

It would be all over if that bird flew off, and I couldn't think of what else we could do.

G seemed to be thinking the same thing as I, and his eyes were wide with suspense on the bird.

After a moment of silence, my mind blank of thought on what to say, G commanded, "Climb up there."

Jolting with shock, I looked at him confused.

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me dollface, get up there and grab the map!"

"I can't just go up there it will get scared and fly away!"

"Better you then me!" He said loudly, causing me to pray the bird wouldn't fly off just yet.

Looking at him nervously, I replied, "Quiet or it will fly off!"

"Do you want me to throw you up there? Cause I will so get your ass up there now!" G said, and from the look in his eyes I could tell he was serious.

Giving up, I put my hands on the tree, gripping onto the blue vines that wrapped tightly around it.

Feeling bad for ruining the beauty, and possibly hurting the plants, I whispered, "Sorry, sorry, I'm so sorry," as I began to climb up the tree.

It was a struggle getting to a good branch that would support my weight, and I felt the feeling of G watching me from below and I blushed angrily as I growled, "You better not be checking out my butt."

Instead of gaining an annoyed growl, I heard a laugh and then I heard him say, "Well it looks pretty good from where I'm standing."

Remembering the time he called me sexy, I felt my cheeks burn red and I tore a stick from the tree and threw it from where I heard his voice.

After a satisfying clunk and "OW", I let myself smile a bit as I climbed a bit higher to the bird.

Finally reaching the branch the bird was on, I watched it hop back from me which made my heart skip a beat from fear, my body latched onto the branch below it.

"Come on birdie..." I cooed, keeping my voice soft and delicate like the flowers below, "Just move a bit closer... I really need that map buddy..."

My words seemed to shake slightly, and I didn't dare look away from the bird as it hopped a bit closer.

All I needed to do was stretch my arm up, and I could grab the map.

Very slowly, I began to move my hand out, the fingers open with the want and need to grab the map and feel it safely in my clutch.

The bird eyed me carefully, and I tried to keep my heart at a normal pace as I reached for the map, letting out a soft whimper as my bare stomach was scratched by the bark of the tree.

G was still watching me, and I knew he was just as nervous as I was.

Almost forgetting that he had already tried to kill me today, I wondered if he would help me somehow.

Then I realized there was no way he would be able to help.

This was all up to me.

And I needed that map.

Taking a deep breath, I lunged myself up, letting the bark scratch my skin and the branch creak with weight as my hand yanked the map from the birds mouth, right as it flew away.

"Ha!" I shouted with relief, gripping it tightly as if it would fly away with the bird if I let go.

Yet I spoke too soon, and suddenly I felt the branch jolt and heard a loud creak.

My smile fell into a pale gasp, and I didn't dare look down at how far away the ground was.

Especially when the branch snapped, and I felt myself plummet to the ground at a terrifying speed.

Screaming with fear, I let myself fall fast, and still clutched the map instead of gripping branches.

Either way, I felt like anything I did would have me dead, and I shut my eyes tightly as I prepared for impact.

Although it never came, because at that moment G swooshed over and caught me before my body hit the ground.

His arms held tightly to me as if I was the map itself, and my eyes opened while my body trembled.

Looking up at G, I felt safe and comforted suddenly, even though only a few minutes ago I felt as if he was going to kill me.

Now I stared into his eyes that stared at mine, my body still hanging in his arms and my mouth still open slightly from the loss of the scream.

Both of us were in a short daze, and G seemed to have more shock on his face then a charming smirk.

No, a sickly smirk.

Why had I thought charming?

Snapping from his trance, G dropped me on the cold dirt and I yelped as my tailbone hit the ground.

Snatching the map from my clutch, G turned away from me grumbling.

Also snapped from the trance, I looked away and tried to hide my red cheeks as I rubbed my tailbone from pain.

Standing up, I looked at G who was opening the map with urgency, as if he was making sure it was real.

Letting out a sigh of relief, he turned to me with a smirk and commented, "Nice work goodie-to-shoe-slut."

Grumbling at the nickname I dusted myself off and watched as the bird flew off in the distance.

Except the image wasn't with a map in it's beak this time.

Instead, it flew off alone, with the light vibrant on it's blue feathers.

We had the map, and I could feel myself relax.

Until G asked, "Wait- Where are my cigarettes?"

*****

A/N: I'M BACK BABY!

EXCEPT IDK HOW LONG I'LL BE HERE AHHHHHHH!!!

I HAVE A LITTLE BIT OF WIFI, AND I MIGHT TOMORROW BUT I MIGHT NOT!

I HAVE NO CLUE WHAT MY PLANS ARE!

YET I KNOW THAT IN 5 DAYS, I WILL BE FREE.

Five days. 

And life will be normal again.

I am so sorry for this guys!

I really am!

And you all have been so supportive, amazing, kind, and helpful!

Thank you all for staying with me!

Thank you all for being so kind and funny!

I love you all so much!

I hope you guys liked the chappie!

A little bit of tense for ya.

Also... have you noticed that the plants totally are shipping G and Frisk? 

Cause they be shipping hard.

OKAY IDK WHEN I WILL POST AGAIN, BUT IT WILL PROBABLY BE TOMORROW, OR IN TWO DAYS!

POSSIBLY!

THANK YOU ALL FOR UNDERSTANDING AND CARING!

THANK YOU!

Also your theories for G, Asriel, and Frisk are amazing.

Keep em coming cause I love them!

ALRIGHT BYE NOW!!!!