I woke up a few hours later by the sounds of a Froggit hopping by, not noticing my presence. My nose itched as I sat up and I sneezed.

"Howdy Cherry! How was your sleep?"

My head whipped around as I looked for the source of talk. My hands rested on a bed of golden flowers and I felt like I had gone back in time.

"Flowey?"

The smiling blossom appeared in front of my face and I smiled. "Howdy!"

I crossed my legs and looked around. It was the same place but I was resting on a bed of flowers now. "Uh- thank you? For the bed I mean."

"No problem buddy! Anything for a friend."

I raised a brow and looked at him questioningly. "Friend? Didn't you try to fight me the last time we met? We're friends now?"

"Well sure! The reason I was so aggressive is because that's my instincts. I'm sorry for being so mean Cherry. I don't have many friends so I'm weird around new people."

I shrugged it off and grinned. "Okay. You're forgiven. We're friends now."

"Great! Can I ask you a favor? As a friend?"

"What do you need?" I asked.

I plucked a sturdy looking flower and put it in my hair. Flowey grinned and vines grew around us into a private dome. "I wanted to know if you could help me get some souls."

I laughed. "You can't just buy or steal souls. It's illegal."

Flowey grinned wider. "But that's surface law. It doesn't apply here."

I stopped laughing and looked at Flowey with curious eyes. "Flowey, I don't even know where to get a soul. Why do you want one anyway?"

"Well, I need one to become a powerful monster. That way people won't laugh at me anymore."

I smiled at Flowey. "Flowey, it doesn't matter if people laugh at you. You should be happy with your soul how it is. People bully me all the time. You just shouldn't care."

His face fell into a frown and he looked at the ground. "I don't have a soul." He said sadly.

It clicked for me and my grin grew. "So we'll be best friends then. I don't have a soul either remember. We can be soulless buddies."

(Roll credits. Lol jk.)

Flowey grinned, but it looked fake. I left the subject and shifted my position of sitting. "I have to go soon. I'm trying to get out of the Underground."

Flowey looked at me curiously. "Why? Don't you like it here?"

I shrugged. "It's okay but I'm not a huge fan of fake light. I miss the sun, the moon, the stars." After a pause I said, "You could come with me."

The blossom didn't respond immediately but then grinned. "I have a plan!"

I lent him my ear as he eagerly explained his idea. "You and I can go to the surface and be together, then, when a human dies of natural causes, I can get a human soul!"

"And me? Humans can't absorb human souls."

"We'll find you a monster soul or two!"

Thinking the plan over, it didn't sound bad. A used body couldn't contain a soul, so it wouldn't be stealing someone's soul. And it was only one soul so it couldn't be that bad.

"Okay, that sounds good."

"Oh really?! Oh thank you new friend!" There was a hint of corniness in his voice and I rolled my eyes.

"Don't act overexcited if you're not. You're not the best actor."

He grimaced at me and I laughed. "Being honest."

As I laughed at him, I heard footsteps approach our dome. Seconds later, a familiar voice spoke. "Knock Knock"

I waited a moment before confirming it was directed at us. "Uh, who's there?"

"Canoe."

"Canoe who?"

"Canoe come out here and explain why you're sitting on a bed of flowers in the middle of nowhere."

A childish snicker accompanied the joke and some annoyed growling. "Um, Flowey, what do I do?"

I looked to my friend's spot but he had vanished.

"Now..." I said.

The childish giggle returned. I looked around me for the exit to make my escape, but couldn't find it myself. "Why not? Don't tell me you're afraid of ol' Sans and friends."

I cringed at the name and decided to make a way out. I pulled my knife out of my waistband and shoved it into the dome. I pulled down, the vine's tougher than I thought. I heard a gasp as the tip of the knife pierced the outer edge of my vine enclosure.

From there, cutting the vines away was easier. A section of the wall fell away and the rest of the vines crumbled along with it. A cough escaped as I inhaled a cloud of dust. When I opened my eyes, I found the same three people standing over me. Sans stood defensively with one eyes glowing blue and a hand raised in my direction. Frisk was smiling at me and Papyrus was posing with his fists on his invisible hips and grinning heroically.

I tucked the knife back into my waistband and stood quietly. "Hi there. I don't think we've met formally. What're your names?" I asked innocently.

"I am the GREAT PAPYRUS! This human is Frisk and this lazybones is my brother Sans. Sans! Put away your magic, that's quite rude."

Frisk gave me a knowing look and put a finger on his lips, mimicking our first meeting. "Well nice to meet you, Papyrus, Frisk...... Sans. But I should be going."

"Why so soon friend?" Sans said, his glowing eye gone but his smile forced.

He threw an arm over my shoulder and turned me in the direction they were going. "Let's talk. What's your name friend?"

"Um, sorry. I don't really have time to talk. I'm meeting a friend later and so..."

"Well until later we can hang out ya know. Go to Grillby's, have a bite."

"Well I-"

The world around the four of us shifted and I looked up at Grillby's glowing sign. "What the hell?!"

Sans shot me a look. "Don't you such foul language around Frisk."

I rolled my eyes and shrugged Sans' arm off. Frisk looked at me curiously as I darted into the restaurant ahead of the skeletons. My seat was empty and I seated myself immediately.

Grillby looked at me with a questioning look. "Cherry?"

"Pretend you don't know me. The skeleton teleported me here."

He sighed and went back to wiping a glass. Sans came in and sat two seats away from me. "What's with the rush? Ya got the hots for Grillbz over here?"

I shook my head vigorously. Papyrus took a seat on the other side of Sans and Frisk sat between me and the grinning skeleton.

"I've never met 'Grillbz' before. Can I assume it's the bartender based on your punny tone?"

"Heh, you're a smart one. Grillbz, four burgers with extra fries, three waters and a bottle of ketchup."

"Coming up, are you paying this time?" He asked.

"Nah, put it on my tab."

Grillby sighed and I snickered. "Grillby, can you put mine on my own tab. I wanna keep my debts particularly my own."

Papyrus looked at me curiously. "How did you know Grillby's real name human?"

My heart dropped as I realized my mistake. "Well, um-"

"Papyrus, the restaurant is called Grillby's. And Sans did address him as Grillbz so it had to be obvious." Frisk cut in.

I sent him an appreciative look. Grillby came back quickly with four plates brimming in hot food. To be honest, I couldn't be happier at that moment.

"Thank you." I said happily as he set the plate in front of me.

"My pleasure."

Before I could dig into the food, Sans shoved the bottle of ketchup at me. Remembering the last time Sans had ketchup, I immediately bat it away.

"No thanks, I'm not a ketchup kinda person." I said.

"Whelp, more for me." He shrugged.

He turned the ketchup over his plate and the cap immediately fell off, ketchup drowning the sight of the food. Grillby growled and immediately started to nag Sans.

"Sans that's the eighth bottle you've wasted this week. If you don't pay up, you can't eat here anymore! Your tab is getting out of control!"

"I guess you could say he has to ketchup to his bill before he can eat here again." Frisk said.

I rolled my eyes at the cheesy pun and crammed a fry in my mouth. Grillby gave me the thumbs up as he left to attend to the other customers. My mind wandered as I ate the food, not paying attention to the others' conversation. That is, until I felt a small tug on my sweater. I looked to my side and smiled at Frisk. "Yeah, what's up?"

Sans cleared his throat and I looked at him. "Oh, what was the question?" I asked.

He chuckled at my blank expression before repeating his question. "I was asking about your knife. Where'd ya get it?"

My hand hovered over the blade at my side. I looked at it and felt a cold wash over me, but not an uncomfortable one. "I found it on the way in."

Sans, somehow, raised a 'brow' towards me. "On the way in? Where ya coming from?" He asked.

I pointed in the direction of the ruins. "I fell down here. Some people pushed me and I fell in the Ruins."

Frisk's grin fell and he put a hand on my leg in a comforting motion. "Oh, that must have been hard without a guide." He said.

I shrugged. "I met a flower but that was the worst of it. All the puzzles were solved already, well, except this one."

I pulled the Jumble from my back pocket and handed it to Frisk. He looked at it and grinned. "I remember this! I guess it got frozen to the pond."

Sans grinned at the sight of the puzzle and turned his gaze back to me. "Continue please."

"That's pretty much it. There was a house but no one lived there. The door practically fell on its own. It was so ROTTEN it put the rich kids in my neighborhood to shame. While I was exploring the room I found the knife in some kids' room."

"Oh, that's quite interesting." Papyrus declared. "Did you find this puzzle hard?" He asked.

I motioned to the Jumble. "That one?"

"Yes, that one. Was it difficult?" He asked.

"Not really. It took me like 3 minutes, even with the made up words."'

I looked down and found my plate empty. "Well, looks like I'm done here. I should be going now." I pushed my stool back and brushed my lap off.

Before they could protest, I left the restaurant. The cold had picked up and a new foot of snow slowed me down. I trudged through it, not moving as fast as I would hope. "Cherry!" Someone called behind me. I couldn't recognize the voice with wind whipping my ears so I turned around. In the snow, Sans was standing solidly. It was obvious he was used to Snowdin's weather.

"It was you!" He called.

I mentally face-palmed as I realized what I'd done. He tricked me into responding to my name. I groaned and tried to move faster. As I progressed, the wind got heavier and I was thrown to the ground. I sat up against the wind and squinted to see in front of me. It was hard to see farther than a few feet away.

"Dammit..." I muttered.

"What did I say about using that kind of language?"

I looked behind me and saw Sans offering me a hand. "Let's talk inside."

I grabbed his hand and felt the same energy rip through me as we landed in his living room. "Wait here, I'll get the others." He instructed.

Had I not been frozen, I would have protested. Seconds later he was back with Papyrus and Frisk. I sat on the couch with my legs pressed against my body under my sweater. I stared at the wall intently avoiding the short skeleton about to murder me for breaking and entering.

I'm screwed.