Little Red Soul In A Bed Of Flowers

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I have decided to rewrite this story, I feel like I can make it better then what it was before so that is what I am going to do. Sorry to all that liked the older version better.

I really want to make this different then Flowerfell, but not so different that it isn't Flowerfell. I am going to be adding more detail and other little plots, giving characters more detail as well.

I will not be writing Blueberry or Fell!Papyrus in all caps anymore.

-Start Chapter-

Light shown down the hole, golden flowers under the light shimmered and shined. Then movement, making the flowers sway.

A small bony hand come up, stretching out. "Wha...?" Brows frowning, eye sockets slowly opened. Blinking for a few moments to get used to the light, starry blue eyes stared up to the hole in confusion.

Slowly moving, the skeleton sat up. Twitching, he looked at his hands in wonder. "Where am I...?" Then a whimper escaped him. "Who am I?"

'Well, what do we have here?'

Jolting, the skeleton looked around wildly for the source of the voice. It sounded so familiar, like he should know who it was. A longing filled him, making him frown in confusion. "Hello?"

There was no one but him here, nothing but the flowers and hole. Frowning, he squinted, hoping to see whoever it was that was talking. "Is anybody here?"

'You can hear me?! This is different....'

"Um, may I ask for help?" A smile worked it's way up on the small skeleton's face. "I seem to be lost....very lost." He checked over his hands, a powerful feeling working it's way up him. Huffing, and feeling very confused, he kept looking around for the owner of the voice.

For some reason the smell of chocolate wouldn't leave him alone.

'And with a human SOUL too! This changes things.'

"A human...SOUL?" The Skeleton knew he wasn't a human, but a Monster. But his SOUL was-!

He couldn't remember. He couldn't remember what his SOUL looked like. In fact, he didn't even know what his own face looked like anymore. Looking up at the hole, he wondered if he fell.

'Did I fall on my head?' Lightly patting his head, he tried to think on what happened. 'Was that made me forget?' But all that came up was blank. Nothing stood out, in fact nothing came to mind.

That worried him, he had a feeling someone was very worried for him. That he was needed somewhere.

'But maybe this is for the best....'

Shaking off the despair that wanted to break through, the skeleton stood up in the bed of golden flowers. Glancing down at himself, he saw a torn grey t-shirt, ripped grey pants, and the blue boots looked like they were getting ready to fall apart at any moment. The only thing on him that looked perfectly fine was a long light blue scarf around his neck.

It has no tears or holes, just a few petals left on it. Shaking off the petals, he made sure it was tied tightly around him. Moving a bit, a giggled escaped him. It was like having a cape! "Mweh!"

'I....A human failed to do what was needed in the end.'

'This feels important...' Softly touch the warm scarf that sat around his neck, he couldn't shake the feeling that this was important to him. That it getting destroyed or lost would be a bad thing. He had no idea who gave him this - if someone did that, for all he knew he made it himself - but they must have been important to him.

'In fact,' glancing at the hole, he knew what he needed to do. 'I have to get out.'

'A SOUL of Determination can do so much, but at a price.'

Someone was calling for him, looking for him. He was sure of that if nothing else. He had to find them, tell them that he was okay. Every part of him was screaming at him to do this. And while he had no idea who he was looking for, he knew he had to try.

'I will ask for a answer later on, I will need to know your answer.'

Walking out of the bed of flowers, he glanced around. It was completely dark besides the light coming from the hole. Taking a gulp, he stepped into the dark, following the path.

"I'll be fine!" Starry eyes stared ahead, determined. A grin growing on his face as he strode forward. He refused to look back at the flower bed, where he was pretty sure he had fallen to. Soon he came to a huge set of doors, tall and imposing and dark in color. "Everything will be fine!"

'A human failed so many times, too many times until it was too late.'

"Besides, I'm not alone!" The skeleton cheered, glancing around as if to the find the person behind the voice that made him think of chocolate for some reason. "Isn't that right Voice?"

'Heh! But maybe a Determined Monster can do what a Determined human can't.'

Taking in a deep breath, he pushed open the doors. Nothing but darkness greeted him.

'Yo-r....co-l....-ro.'

'I don't know who you are,' He took a step into the dark room. 'but I want you to know that I'm okay.'

'Seeing the RUINS doors fill you with Determination.'

'I l-V-  y-  br-.'

'GO-B-c-K!'

-End Chapter-

Blueberry as forgotten everything, the reason why will be reviled in pieces later on. All he knows is that someone is looking for him, that he needs to find them. He made the leap of logic that he fell down the hole, and that made him loose him memories. Not to say that is what happened, but that is his theory 

Blueberry, while innocent still and never fighting back, is going to be a bit more mature then the older version of this story. Not by too much, but enough. Like I said, there are going to be differences, changes are going to be made. I don't want Blueberry to be exactly like Frisk, and he is a Monster with a human SOUL. Monsters are going to react very differently to him then they would with Frisk.

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