Frisk's POV
"Hey guys! Are we high enough yet? I'm tired and I want to set up camp." I said.
My friends and I went camping to get away from our parents. One of them had the bright (note my sarcasm) idea to hike up Mount. Ebbot and find somewhere there.
"No, no we aren't. See that cave up there? That's where we're going." my friend, Ana-Kay said.
"But it's so far! I agree with Frisk! Let's camp here!" my best friend, DJ said.
"Guys! Your so lazy! We literally just started climbing!" Ana-Kay shouted.
Ana-Kay and DJ started to argue about where to go, and I continued climbing. I needed to get there quickly, because the sun was starting to set. I was not about to spend the rest of the night at the foot of a mountain, especially one that has a legend of no return.
"Hey, where did Frisk go?" I heard them say.
I quickened my pace, afraid that night would catch me, when I couldn't feel the ground anymore. Upon reflex, I screamed.
"Frisk!" I could hear my friends faintly.
I fell into the hell hole, the exact one I was told not to.

FRANS WEEK PROLOGUE!
DONE! Ok. This is going to be rushed/ hard. And warnings!
For all my followers who don't know Undertale, please don't continue!
Hope you enjoyed!

(Future Frisky here- Sorry if I scared you with this upload. I just realized that if I wanted to start it correctly, I would have to try and post it before)
~Frisky (Puppycorn13)