Third Person POV.
The Sorting Hat was board. Not like that was anything new. It had been a few days since the Sorting and all he could do was collect dust and think about what the next Sorting Song would entail. He laminated on the fact that he never set up a time he could play with Lora’s mind-shields while he could still talk to the girl.
It was then that a House-elf appeared before him.
“Iz Hopez youz don’t mind Mr. Hat, but Perfect Mistress has requested youz.” The little elf spoke as they picked the Hat from the shelf.
“Perfect Mistress?” The Hat never got an answer as the Elf popped away.
The elf reappeared in front of a very familiar red headed eleven year old, Lora Potter. She smiled as she took the Hat from the elf.
“Thank you~ you did a wonderful job! I KNOW I can count on you in the future.”
“Perfect Mistress can alwayz contz on Iz! Thankz oh Perfect Mistress! Iz doz my bestest!” The elf popped away.
Lora brought the Sorting Hat up to eye level. “Hello again Mr. Sorting Hat. I hope you weren’t too board waiting on me.”
“Not as board as I could have been. I’m just glad you decided to retrieve me this soon.”
“Of coarse! There is a lot to do if you want to play the whole ‘game’ in my mind. And there are multiple ways to play it. I figured you would want to start as soon as possible in order to get through the whole story line.”
“Yes thank you. Would you mind telling me what you mean by multiple ways to play?”
“Sure! There is the Pacifist route, where you do not kill anyone. The Neutral route where you kill only a few. And the Genocide route, where you kill everything in your path. I personally recommend doing the Pacifist route before you decide on if you want to do any other route. Simply because you both get more story-line and if you start out with Genocide, Sans will remember you in a negative light, no matter what you do after that.”
“Thank you for the advice. Now can I get started?” The Hat asked in clear excitement.
It was sort of amazing how excited a hat could sound, but then again if Undertale was real then perhaps it wouldn’t be the strangest of things. After all in the Underground there ARE talking rocks and snowmen…
Lora smiled and placed the Sorting Hat on her head.
Sorting Hat’s POV.
I found myself in a familiar flower patch, this time I was alone. It seems as though Lora had not followed me into her mind shields this time. Which is fine, I understand she only did that to help me get to her Mind-room and that since I’m not going there this time I have no need of her help.
I stood up and walked around to get used to having a human body once more.
Once I was sure I was used to it I continued on to the next room. There under a beam of light was Flowey.
“Howdy! I’m Flowey. Flowey the Flower. Hee Hee Hee… Why’d you make me introduce myself? It’s rude to act like you don’t know who I am. Someone ought to teach you proper manners. I guess little old me will have to do.”
The room blackened and four white walls surrounded us. A small red heart came out of my chest.
“See that heart? That is your SOUL. the very culmination of your being! Your SOUL starts off weak, but can grow strong if you gain a lot of LV. What’s LV stand for? Why LOVE of course! You want some LOVE don’t you? Don’t worry I’ll share some with you!” Flowey winked.
Honestly I’m a little freaked out at how friendly this flower is acting compared to when I was here with Lora.
“Down here LOVE is shared through… little white ‘friendliness pellets.’” White bullets formed around Flowey as he said this. “Are you ready? Move around! Get as many as you can!” The bullets slowly came towards me.
Yea… NOPE! I don’t think I can trust this flower! He’s acting like a Slytherin who wants to use me to further his goals. And I DO NOT like being used beyond my initial purpose of sorting students!
So I dogged.
Flowey seemed irritated.“Hey buddy you missed them. Let’s try again okay?” The bullets reformed and came at me again. I responded the same as the last time, and DODGED! Flowey seemed angry at this, when I succeeded. “Is this a joke? Are you Braindead? RUN! INTO! THE! BULLETS!!!”
We repeated the same thing one more time. Flowey sent bullets at me and I dodged. Flowey’s face became monstrous. “YoU KnOw WhAt’S GoiNg On HeRe, Don’T YoU? YoU JuSt WaNtEd tO SeE mE sUffEr!”
Bullets surrounded me from all sides, leaving no room to dodge.
“DIE!” Flowey began to laugh maniacally as the bullets slowly closed in.
Suddenly the ground shook, causing the bullets to disappear. And a small fireball blasted the evil flower away. Out from the shadows appeared a goat lady.
“What a terrible creature. Torturing such poor innocent youth…. Ah, do not be afraid, my child. I am Toriel keeper of the ruins. I pass through here every day to see if anyone has fallen down. You are the first human to come down here in a long time. Come, I will guide you through the catacombs.”
With the flower gone so was the black room with white walls. My SOUL had also gone back into my chest.
I nearly collapsed in relief. Instead I took the goat lady, Toriel, by the hand (Paw?) and followed.
Wow not even ten minutes into the ‘game’ and things were already exciting!
How have I lived all my life without this kind of excitement before?!
All I know, is that I can’t wait to find out what happens next!