Normal: Story
Italics: Thinking / Sound
Bold: Talking

Frisk (Strawberry biscuit) pov: 

...

'huh?'

I thought as I wake up. I look around. Geez, it's dark. I look up. Wow, that looks a far way from here. I think these golden flowers broke my fall. If these flowers weren't here, I think I would be crumbs.

'Uugh... I feel a crack in my biscuit body... why is it so bright? Am I dead?'

'sadly you're not'

Huh!?

"W-who is there!? Uh... I- I've got a stick and I'm not afraid to use it!"

"Ahahaha! You're so funny! Agh! I'm so scared~ oh no I'm gonna die~! *cough* But no seriously, there's no way you can defend yourself with that -_-"

Defend?

"Who are you and what do you mean by, 'Defend'?" I ask the strange voice.

"... that's not important right now. Look! Over there, there's a door. Lets go through there"

... alright. If this is what this mystery person wants, then I'll do it. I walk to the door and go in. 

"Jeez, it's so dark. Where is the light?"

"Just keep going straight..."

alright...

I keep walking straight until I see a flower? Wait, wait, wait... how can a flower grow here? There's barely sunlight here and I don't see a source of water.

"Why is there a flower here?" I wondered out loud.

"Eh, game logic I guess" The mysterious voice.

"Um? Pardon-"

"HOWDY!"

And that was the beginning of this story