*Frisk's POV*

The darkness was like a cloud that surrounded us in a empty feeling.

The Underground felt empty, it felt lost, as if no life existed anymore.

The feeling made me slightly sad, and frankly, uncomfortable.

Yet as G began to walk away from the yellow flowers, away from the only sign of life, I couldn't just stay back and look like a coward.

So I followed, trying to stay close behind as if once the light is gone, there is no knowing where I would end up.

The further we walked, the further the light left us, and the empty feeling grew around me just like the vines that had caught my fall.

How could have gotten stuck here, in this place with a man who was so selfish that every action he did could be explained only for selfish reasons.

His eyes facing forward in the darkness, as if he knew where he was going.

Selfish.

When he pulled out the map to check the way, though I thought it wouldn't be much of a use since he couldn't see where he was going in the first place, all I could think of was how selfish he was in ignoring my existence and just leaving without me, not caring if I was behind him or not.

Unless he knew I was behind him, and he knew that I would follow him with the want to never be alone in an unknown mountain that kept monsters consumed for years on end.

A grumble was caught in my throat, and I held the shawl tightly against my arms as if it would keep the darkness from pinching my skin.

Walking closer to G, I whispered as if something would jump at us from the littlest of sounds, "Why don't you just teleport us to this Dr. Alphys?"

"Cause," G whispered back, his head facing forward instead of on the open map in his hands, "The Underground is surrounded by that ore that is used to keep magic from working, and-"

He stopped talking and shook his head, "Wait- why are we whispering? No ones here!"

His loud voice trembled me, and I looked around as if something would jump out at any moment, snatching us up and eating us alive.

Though the thought made me seem like some sort of monster racist, so I stopped thinking that a monster would snatch me up and eat me.

Or hurt me.

Yet the possibility was still there and I tried not to shudder as I walked with G through the darkness.

Not answering his question, I continued forward, staying close considering the fact he is the only safety I have in this place.

The only living thing that knows where to go and what to do.

And his knowledge wasn't even that professional.

Yet I was still holding a grudge on the fact he pushed me down the hole just so that he would know if it was safe or not to jump down.

With a high chance of me dying, he still did it for his own selfish reasons, and that sickened me inside.

It made my belief of his selfish heart to be real.

Then something else came to mind, and I wondered if it was possible for a justice soul to be selfish.

My thought was cut short when G said proudly, "Ah-ha! Here we go! A large purple door."

Knowing he was just talking to himself mostly, I kept myself quiet and looked around as if there was something more interesting in the darkness then what G was saying.

Yet my eyes still wandered to the purple outline of a fancy door that looked one thousand years old. The outline was dark, and difficult to see in the lack of light, yet it was there and G ran his hand over the front of it.

To me, it seemed almost beautiful, and for some reason I had the sudden urge to voice my opinion.

Until G mumbled, "Blasted junk."

That shut my mouth and I just watched as he folded the map and placed it back in his pocket, the one with the cigarettes.

With a heave and a push, G groaned as he pushed open the door with strength I only remember seeing in prison.

The strength I couldn't stop myself from watching right before our escape.

Trying to force the thought away, I walked over to the door and watched as the old stone slid open, scrapping the ground as it moved inward.

G, still pushing, couldn't see the wonders that I saw with his head down.

Yet there were wonders to be seen.

The door was open all the way, and the blue sight that entered my eyes seemed almost blinding with beauty and magic.

Beyond the door was what G had said, a ruin. Yet it was teeming with life in every space and corner. The life was like a forest of blue, with trees growing through cracks and leaves swaying in an invisible wind.

Light flooded from an unknown above, and it scattered across the landscape of blue and white color. It almost seemed like a powdery snow, yet I could see it was just pollen that hadn't grown yet.

Blue vines crawled up the trees and hung off branches that gently swung from side to side, the leaves floating off as if there was nothing in the world to care about at that one moment of peace.

Oh and the flowers!

Beautiful blue flowers sparkled slightly from a shimmering dust and light above, their petals large and puffy, as if they were the softest silk and the softest cotton. They grew just along the sides of the trees, and some were alone in the empty space that was surrounded with pollen.

Wonder.

Beauty.

Amazing.

All these words could never describe the elegant feeling of peace and comfort from that opening of a door.

There I stood, my body before the open door, between the darkness and the beauty of the flowers and life that scattered the landscape.

My back was to the darkness, and I couldn't imagine anything more peaceful, more satisfying.

The door hung open, and I could feel G standing beside me in the same awe and wonder.

Wind lightly tugged at my shawl, and I felt it slide down past my shoulders, the air suddenly warm and comforting instead of that consuming darkness.

Why had monsters ever wanted to leave this place?

My answer was quick, and I could hear G mumble in a calm and collected voice, "I don't remember the Underground ever looking like this..."

Nodding slowly as if I knew what he was talking about, I couldn't seem to imagine the world this place used to be.

"It's beautiful..." I whispered, unable to contain my thoughts and emotions that piled up into my throat.

The words felt like just enough, especially when G mumbled back, "You said it dollface..."

Unable to walk, my legs felt like sticks in the sand as I stood in awe at the beauty in front of me.

Though G could walk, and he took only one step before the world burst into light and magic.

Pollen shot into the air from his step as if it was afraid or as if it was a crowd rushing to their seats, for a show had just started in the living world around us.

The light from above seemed to dim slightly, and the flowers started to pulse with a glowing blue light that seemed like it would be neon in the darkness.

No darkness came, yet the pulsing light was beautiful.

The flowers sang.

They first started in quiet gentle voices, all like whispers in a simple tune.

Then they turned into words that road the wind into our ears, the sound of one thousand voices and one thousand people all together in a beautiful melody, a harmony that I knew would never be forgotten.

Some voices were low, and others were high, yet every word mixed perfectly, even if some were repeated and different.

All the sounds, the voices, all of it created a beautiful music that seemed to pull the wind along, letting it wash leaves from the trees and pull floating pollen from the ground and into the dance that started above our heads and under the light.

The flowers sang a song of one thousand voices, all of them beautiful and all of them different, flowers repeated them as if they were already sung yet always new.

They were together, and they were one, they were gentle yet firm, and they stuck in my head as if my voice would soon sing along to the wondrous tune, to the wondrous music that danced along with the leaves that swirled and the trees that swayed.

Voices.

Music.

Singing.

Tears were brought to my eyes and I didn't even care that one rolled down my cheek even though I knew that G was looking.

A soft and quiet gasp left my throat, even though I was afraid of ruining the perfect music, as I realized G was staring at me.

My head turned to face him and I could see his eyes on me.

Not in their smirking, teasing, sickly and unfriendly way.

No, this look seemed almost caring, mesmerized with a slightly open mouth and wide shocked eyes that were full of kindness.

All my bad feelings towards him left, and my whole body turned to him with peace and elegant movement.

Regret suddenly felt like nothing, and life suddenly felt so... so....

Beautiful.

Another tear rolled down my cheek, and they felt warm instead of stingy, and they tickled my lashes.

Then I saw him smile.

I saw G smile at me.

Instead of a smirk, instead of a tease, he just smiled sweetly and a chuckle left his chest as if it was a long breath of relief.

This caused me to chuckle too as I realized only a second ago, I was hating this man, and now I was-

'No!' The word cut through my feelings, cut through the music around me, and it plastered it's meaning in my head like a knife, 'Never ever think that! Think of all he's done to you! Think of all the terrible things you've been through!'

Of course, these thoughts entered gravely, and I felt gray as I looked at the life and color, the tears stopping from my low embarrassment and discomfort.

G seemed to do the same thing, and I realized that he was just getting ready to tease me because at that moment he said, "What's the matter dove ya got something stuck in your eye?"

Growling, I recognized his stupid nickname and I clenched my fist as I listened to the music, realizing that I had no idea how it was there in the first place.

Reality seemed to hit, and I remembered everything.

Asriel, the Peace Plan, and Alphys who was supposed to help us in some way.

Curiosity.

"How are the flowers doing that?" I asked in my regular voice, the one almost tense with regret weighing it down.

"The flowers repeat the last song they hear," G explained as he began walking, hitting the pollen that danced in front of his face, "They must be repeating the music that the monsters sang as they left the underground."

"Will they ever stop?" I asked, realizing I probably wouldn't be able to handle this for the whole time we were down there.

"Yeah, when I do this."

G suddenly clapped so loud I gasped and jumped back from shock and fear that something might happen.

"HEY! SHUT UP!" He shouted into the landscape.

Silence.

G smirked and said, "There. That stopped it."

Disappointment seemed to replace the peace, and I slumped a bit while we continued walking.

Even though G seemed to enjoy the new found silence, I could see slight disappointment in him too.

Yet it seemed silly to me, thinking he would enjoy that music.

What did I know of him anyway?

'Nothing. You know nothing about him, so stop pretending hes a friend,' I told myself while we walked, the small tussle of trees being the only sound we hear.

"How far is Alphys?" I asked, the silence making my voice a bit quieter then before.

G pulled out the map and a cigarette, then looked it over as he smoked, the clear air now contaminated with his smell.

I forced myself to feel annoyed and disappointed, though it took some work.

"Hmph, miles."

That is all he said as he stuffed the map back in his pocket, yet he seemed to get tense and I recognized his anger too well.

Would Asriel catch up to us at any point?

Even though we were underground, I still felt exposed and worried that Asriel would jump out at any moment.

I wonder why that is.

While we walked, I couldn't seem to get the sound of the flowers out of my head and I couldn't help but smile at the feelings they brought me.

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A/N: I CAN EXPLAIN!

I HAD NO WIFI SO I COULDN'T WRITE OR POST OR ANYTHING I'M SORRY!!!!

PLEASE FORGIVE ME AND IF YOU ARE STILL READING I AM SHOCKED!

I WONT HAVE WIFI FOR LIKE ANOTHER THREE DAYS!

I AM SO SORRY!

If you continued reading- BLESS YOUR SOUL!

If you stop- I understand...

BUT I WILL NEVER EVER STOP!

DON'T EVER THINK I'M DEAD OR THAT THE BOOK IS DEAD BECAUSE IT IS NOT!

AND YES- I WOULD LOVE TO MAKE THIS A MOVIE YA KNOW HOW AWSOME THAT WOULD BE?

I PROBABLY CAN'T ANSWER QUESTIONS WITHOUT WIFI SO I AM SORRY IF I DON'T!

Please enjoy this chappie I have written for you, and I hope you guys liked it!

AND I HOPE YOU GUYS UNDERSTAND AND ARE HAPPY!

THANK YOU ALL!

P.s - spoilers.

The room where it happens = Peace Plan.

"I... wanna be in the room where it happens... the room where it happens..."

If ya look back on a few chappies ya can probably put it together.

I HAVE TO GO NOW BYE!!!