*Frisk POV*

There's a yank on the back of my head as I am lifted into the air by large stocks. I scream in agony, piercing needles shoot through my scalp as the strong vines held me up by my hair. It felt like he was ripping my hair out. There was wild, maniacal laughter and the echoed voice continued, pulling me towards him.

" Gosh, you just don't know when to quit, do you? Oh well~."

A vine slithers around my neck and tightens into an iron grip. "This just means I can more fun killing you!"

I wheeze, trying to scream, clawing away at the plant's limb. It only squeezes tighter. My chin is grabbed by a smaller vine, turning me to Flowey's direction. I wanted to strangle him, pluck off every last one of his pedals and stomp him into the dirt. He smiled at my angered expression, a different look on his face. Almost one of solemn, yet I could clearly sense the satisfaction in his tone. Causing me to feel sick.

"You sure have a pretty face... It'll be a shame when I cut you open~ I'll never get the chance to see those beautiful eyes."

Gag! I immediately began to scream, but he squeezed the vine on my neck again, forcing me to lose vision for a second. The tip of the vine inches towards my cheekbone and caresses it. What the frick was he doing?! Blood boiling, I balled up my fists. My whole body shook with rage and possibly the lack of oxygen. Before I black out, there's a faint whisper from the small weed.

"You look so much like her too."

*???'s POV*

This is fucking annoying. Once. Just once I would like to sit down and have a fucking beer. JUST. ONCE. But no. Instead, as soon as I sit at the barstool some unexplainable thing happens and I am warped to the damn Ruins. I get a running start and jump over the river, trampling the grass underneath my boots.

I really just wanted to go home and relax. My 19 year old brother was at training and I could have finally just chilled for a bit. Of course that had to be taken from my grasp.

Speed walking through the purple rooms, I teleported past traps and banished monsters. I didn't need to be nagged on 'saving' the spiders from poverty. Seriously, we all know Ms. Muffet is just trying to turn the Underground into a Capitalism community with her at the head!

I had no freaking idea what I was doing. My soul forced me to be here. I felt out of place and, once again, so friggin annoyed! WHY TODAY OF ALL DAYS? Father was hot on Pap and mine's tails and I didn't need him catching on to who we were. I had spent all morning using my magic to ward my house so that maniac won't find us. I needed to rest but of course, POOF, I'm in a freaking homeless shelter.

As I neared the end of the ruins, I could hear familiar cackles and cries of pain. My speed quickened, despite being incredibly tired.

That dang Weed and a human girl. I sighed and pulled out a cig, lighting it, and slowly walking over.

"You tryin' to show off for me, Weed? Aww, I'm flattered." I put a hand on my chest, sarcastically touched. Pfft. His reaction was priceless.

He turned to me, squinting angrily in my presence.

"How about you go home and tell your Dad on me! Oh ..wait." he mocked with a chuckle.

I clenched my fists and knelt down to his height. The girl seemed to be unconscious as a vine had wrapped around her neck while another was touching her cheek. My heart stopped for a minute as different flashbacks rushed through my mind. A second look and I realized it wasn't who I thought, but her knees looked banged all to hell. I sighed in annoyance.

"Listen here, buddy. Ya' gonna let the little lady down or ya' gonna have a bad time?"

He chuckled and set her down. More like threw her down to be honest... I thought about going over and grabbing her, but nah. Yet, I couldn't stop staring at her.

"That's hilarious, Smiley Trash Bag! You're lucky I'm not in the mood to kick your bony butt-" he took note of my serious glances. He laughed.

"Hey G. I'M down here."

I rolled my 'eyes'.

"The hell were you doing, Flowey?" he shrugged his leaves "Dunno. Just having a bit of fun I guess~" I take in a puff of my cigarette and yank his petals. He yelps

"You are one sick fuck, Weed." I glare at him. Flowey smirks. "She's pretty isn't she, Pal?" I snort. "Yeah, Pretty stupid for falling for your dumb 'friendly' act. I almost pity her blindness. Now.."

I grab Flowey's stem and pull him toward me forcefully, he yelps again. My eye flares yellow.

"What. Were you doing?...And who the fuck is that?" my voice shook with rage and smoke blew from my nostrils. He coughed in the cloud, waving it off.

"Like I know! She just fell, Dumbass."

"Not the right answer." I pull out my cigarette and inch it towards the flower's face. "Want a beauty mark, budd?" Closing in on him, threatening to burn a hole into his head, he gave in.

"Ugh fine! Her name's Frisk, Bone bag! Now get that cancer stick away from me!"

I smile , letting him go and take my leave, as does my old acquaintance. Before he disappears into the soil, he calls "If you ever decide to kill her the way you are intending, just let me know." He winks and disappears into the dirt. Tsk. I teleport back to the bar, sighing in frustration, desperately trying to forget about Frisk and how much hate I had felt towards her. Just looking at her made me want to rip someone's arm off. Not sure who's though.

I rub the back of my skull vigorously. Out of nowhere, I am warped back to the Ruins. God damn it all. My anger rises as I begin to realize that my soul had warped me even closer to the kid. I facepalmed and turned back again. Only to be warped and re-warped in a continuous cycle. It was getting on my nerves to say the least. All I wanted was to just relax for once. One time! But now my magic's on the fritz and refuses to let me go anywhere that isn't near this stupid, naive human.

In a huff, I flicked out my cigarette and removed my white and gold hood, revealing the scars on my face in a more clear lighting. Stooping down to meet her hieght best I could, I tried waking the human.

"Ey' brat, ya' gonna get up?"

No answer. I shook her again. Nothing. I grunted and averted my eyes from her face and to her knees. Well no wonder she didn't just run from that nuisance flower. This idiot shattered her knee caps and was bruised all over. Cuts and small scrapes covered her head to toe. Reckless much? What'd she do, huh? Land full force on her knees? Oh wait, of course she did. Lucky for her she isn't too sore on the eyes. If not, I'd of probably killed her by now. But hey, what kind of man would I be to rid this hell of such a pretty face? God, I have spent too much time around that flower.

Reluctantly, I surrounded the unconscious girl with my magic, healing her back to her fully functional state. While waiting for her to come to, I sat and smoked at least a pack of my cigarettes. I don't know what my deal was, but I felt uneasy. And seeing as I couldn't exactly head back to Snowdin, (I tried at least 100 times after Flowey left, it obviously didn't work out in my favor) all I could do was sit around boredly. After a while, I felt the urge to look at her soul. Yeah, I know that's an invasion of privacy and could be counted as harassment, but what could she possibly do about it? S'not like I'll rape her or anything.

Waving a hand over her chest, I jumped back a few feet and my breath took hitch. Red. The soul is fucking red. All this is too fucking coincidental. What is this BS? I lean over Frisk, staring at her intetly.

The hell are you doing down here? And why are you so much like her?

In an instant, her eyes fluttered open drowsily. Red eyes too. A feeling of despise rushed over me. Out of nowhere, I got a mouth full of someone's fists, knocking me back and onto my ass. I look up at the know shaking human, hugging herself tightly with wheezy breaths. Pissed, I shot up and slapped her forehead. She shrieked and ducked before I could even touch her though. Scooting as far away from me as possible, she spoke, voice soft soothing and shaky.

"W-..What the hell are you doing?!" she hugged he chest tighter, soul still hovering between us. l chuckle at her. "A 'Thank you' would be nice ya' know."

She squinted at me, confused. "What?..." Anger rang in her voice. What'd she think I was doing? Groping her or something? I put a hand over my sore jaw, she may be smaller than me, but damn she packs a punch. Surprisingly.

"After that weed knocked ya' out, I dropped in and saved your sorry ass. So, you're welcome."

She stays silent as I glare darts at her. She senses this and looks away sheepishly.

"Thanks," she mutters. She stands up weakly. I stared at the girl, still hating her for some unknown reason. She shot me a look. "What?..."

I turn away in annoyance, she asks too many questions. "Nothing, Doll. " Shit, didn't mean to call her that.

She glares again, but a hint of blush on her cheeks. I laugh and held my hand out. Though I wanted to use that hand smack her, I didn't. "The name's G."

She doesn't take it. Instead, Frisk backs up. I smirk. "Whelp. I guess you aren't as idiotic as I thought, Doll." I shove my hands into my coat pockets and continue. "If so, you would have taken my hand just now."

"What's THAT supposed to mean?!" she shouts, catching me off guard with her sudden fire like personality. "How could you think I was dumb if you don't even know me?!"

"Dunno." I lit a cig and stuck it in my mouth. The look on Frisk's face was truly just unforgettable. She looked so pissed and dumbfounded at the same time.

She groans in frustration before muttering. "Thank you, G, for...Whatever you did..." She looked back at me, clothes torn all to hell and hair swishing. She smiled slightly. I didn't smile back. I still had this bad feeling about her. I felt another tug, a different one this time. It was at my soul..? I continued to puff on my cigarette as Frisk and I both noticed a yellow glow emitting from in front of me. Then, there was a red one.

She spoke fearfully "What's going on?"

I shrugged honestly, walking back toward the exit of the Ruins, trying to ignore my gut instinct that was telling me to stay with the brat.

No. No way in hell. This is way too weird for me.

"Hey! Wait a minute, will you?!" she called, her voice getting closer as she tugged on my hand. There was a moment of silence. I turned to her, annoyed. Then a small light emitted from our hands together, a strange magic swept over our arms in small strings, red and yellow, each one going into the other's soul.

"The hell are you..? " I manage to breath out before my breath is taken away. A shit ton of emotions and feeling come over me, some of them I didn't even feel were mine. Why does this seem familiar to me?

Frisk's eyes widened as yellow threads swept over her small soul whereas red ones swept over mine. Once the 'light show' had ended, she pulled her hand away, examining it thoroughly before looking back at me. Shit shit shit shit. That better not have been what I think it was. Scared and furious, she stood there staring at me.

"Did I do that, or was it you?" she grasped her soul. Another wave of anger washed over me.

I laugh in a low voice, about to strangle her.

"Doll, ya' better hope that never happens again..." I push her backwards abruptly. She straightens back up and shouts, hands flying into the air.

"How am I supposed to prevent it if I have no idea what 'it' was or how it even happened?!" I smirk and grab her wrist. Closing in on her, I stared into her eyes with as much hatred as possible. Hey brows furrowed and lips tightened.

"Well, ya' did something, Doll, and whatever it was, ya' best never do it again." I pointed a finger at her. Frisk shakes her head and yanks herself out of my grasp. She smirks and crosses her arms " Okay then. Only if you explain a few things."

"Pff- Like what, Sweetcheeks?"

"For starters, tell me where we are. And if you'd be so kind, tell me how I get OUT of here. Also, you never answered my question from before."

I grunt "You ask a lot of questions. How am I s'posed to know which one you're talking 'bout?" she rolls her eyes and puts her hands on her hips. "I mean...What just happened? You seemed pretty spooked about it after all."

"...If I knew, Doll, I'd be more than happy to tell ya'."

"Then take me to someone who DOES know." I grit my teeth. "Ya' really wanna piss me off, don't ya'?"

"Yup." she winks, poking her cheek with a playful expression. Clearly trying to annoy me on purpose.

Well crap.