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Flowey's perspective:

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If I had to be honest I had given up.

Given up on trying to have complete control of my emotions. I couldn’t do it, I wasn’t strong enough, I wasn’t good enough.

I had thought when I found out I still had some of my emotions left, then it would all be better. Maybe I could even let myself go to the surface if I got it under control.

But instead I was just stuck, with a few shattered pieces of my soul still remaining, but coming back apart every time I tried to put them back together.

And with the knowledge anytime I felt, that I would just go back to nothing soon enough.

Not fully flowey, but certainly not fully Asriel either. The only comfort I had was that I was trapped in the mountain and couldn’t hurt anyone else.

I quietly wondered what Frisk was doing. Probably enjoying the sun and the beach—or was it winter?— I didn’t know I stopped keeping track of time.

But definitely having fun.

I mean why wouldn’t he be? He got to see the sun, and the moon, and the stars, every single day. And even better he had all his friends to talk to and laugh with while I was down here alone…

No!

It wasn’t a problem! I didn’t feel anything! I could be alone for the rest of my life!

B-besides I could always go see the echo flowers in waterfall if I was really lonely!

Then I can still hear the monsters voices from a while ago! You would have thought I would have had it under control by now.

Holding the pieces together just enough to not go through the barrier and kill everyone. But not having so much that I felt all these horrible terrible things…

I couldn't though. I didn't want to feel this way anymore.

So I let all the emotions go. I let him go. Now it wouldn’t be a problem.

Easy peasy lemon squeezy.

Much easier then holding onto them.

I casually threw my—uh what did I call them?— oh right! My friendliness pellets at the stone wall of what used to be mom’s house.

Back when she was still living here in the ruins. It was a game I made for myself, hitting bricks were ten points; windows twenty; door fifty, etc, etc.

I then tallied up my score after way-to-many-hours.

My ‘record’ was 10,300.

Yeah. This was getting pathetic.

But it wasn’t like there was anything else to do. I thought having the whole mountain to myself, surely there would be plenty for me to do, right? Nope. No one here to play with, no monsters, no humans, no goals, everything was so unbelievably boring.

Even battling with the smiley trash bag of papyrus’ brother would have been better than this.

How was I going to do this for the rest of my life? And how long would the rest of my life be anyway? 300 points.

It wasn’t like I had determination anymore.

600 points.

And why did I care so much about frisk’s happy ending that I was willing to do this all day?

Because, I thought. He had spared my life twice without even hesitating. He deserved a happy ending. They all did.

800 points.

Even if I would never ever be able to leave this awful place.

Nothing to worry about.

Except being alone, and forgotten, and abandoned....

Ha ha ha, the emotions were coming back now.

This was my punishment, I guessed, for everything I had done, 1,050—

"I can't do this anymore!"

I screamed throwing my pellets so hard they demolished the windows, sending glass shards everywhere.

It just wasn’t fair.

No matter if I did or did not feel emotions…It hurt. Flowey bored constantly, Asriel heartbreakingly lonely, there was no winning.

It was so ironic, that when the pieces of my heart were back together, all it caused me was heartbreak.

It was a living hell every waking moment.

A living hell I could never escape from.

With every word I hit the house with another dozen bullets, throwing all my hatred and anger into it.

“Chara this is all Your fault!”

I screamed, crying, as though they could hear me.

But nobody came.

And nobody would ever come again.

There was nothing left but rubble of mom’s old house.

I hung my head, pedals falling over my eyes.

I always had been a cry baby.

“I never wanted to go through the stupid barrier," I whispered. “Why did you make me, Chara? Why?”

Tears started to fall down when I whispered, “Why couldn’t you have been more like frisk?” But the again now the monsters were free, so maybe it was a good thing that everything happened this way.

Because now everyone finally got their happy ending.

Everyone but me.

I was so tired of everything, tired of being a flower.

“You’re being selfish, Azzy.” I mumbled to myself. “You don’t get a happy ending because you don’t deserve a happy ending.”

I forced myself to hold onto the emotions just a little bit longer to remind myself why I couldn’t go back, ever.

“Asriel…do…you really hate me, that much? I’m…sorry…I couldn’t protect you…or them…” Mom.

“Well…tiny flower…I didn’t expect that, b-but, still. I believe in you! You can do…a little better.” Papyrus.

“Son…why?”

Dad.

That was their final words before I murdered them in cold blood

Along with countless others, countless times. I had seen the fear in their eyes…smelt the dust in the air….

The worst part was that I enjoyed it, in whatever sick way I could enjoy something. It was why, anytime frisk visited the mountain with his friends I hid away.

Because if I lost control, it would be all to easy for me to do it again, but this time, there was no ability to reset.

Sobbing, suddenly I knew I couldn’t hold on to the emotions anymore. I had to let go of them.

It felt nice and peaceful, a release of all the effort and guilt and pain.

Now I cried no more.

Maybe I can go hang out in Snowdin, I thought dully. Since I just destroyed my only source of entertainment in the ruins, like an idiot.

I didn’t really feel like it though.

I had used too much of my magic with my little temper tantrum, and I…was…so….tired…

Maybe…it…wouldn’t hurt…to…close…my…eyes….

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FRISK’S PRESPECTIVE.

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I had tried to find Flowey in this mountain many times before, but every single time I had only gotten the briefest of glimpses of him before he popped back in the ground.

But this time, I was not leaving this mountain until I found him.

I knew he may not have his soul right now but there had to be some way me or Alphys could get it back.

And even if not, we had to at least try.

Because even after everything, deep down, he was still just a scared little kid, just like me.

And even if flowey wasn’t saveable Asriel Dreemur certainly was.

And he hadn't tried to do anything to anyone, so maybe, just maybe his soul wasn't completely gone.

And whether he liked it or not he was coming back up to the surface with me.

"alright kid, time for the shortcut," Sans said then yawned dramatically. He was not a big fan of the fact we were doing this at midnight. But he had agreed to it on the sole condition that he got every last packet of ketchup in the house...and that I told him a joke.

I didn't really like the idea of coming out this late, myself, but I didn't have much choice.

If Toriel found out I was going back to the mountain without her she would freak out. But I knew she couldn't come. Because if she came, she would make sure every one of her students cameas a 'field trip'.

I loved having the group with me, don't get me wrong. But I was pretty sure everyone being so loud was the reason flowey always saw us coming. Though, I would definitely be grounded for at least a month when I got back, I thought a little gloomily.

“Thanks again, for taking me sans!” I said, taking his bony hand.

It was kind of uncomfortable at first to hold a skeleton’s hand, but now that I had gotten used to it, it was just as warm and comforting as if it was a humans.

“‘course, I mean who else is going to keep you ‘outta trouble?” He asked, winking. Of course I hadn't told him why we were here, yet.

I didn’t want anyone to stop me.

But he hadn’t been too worried about it, he just said “well i can protect ya against anything anyway.”

The world went black for a moment, and then we were in Toriel’s old house.

Or…what was left of it...? The cute, tidy house, was nothing more than rubbel. Something told me this wasn't because of a earth quake.

I started walking without really looking where I was and tripped on a piece of rubble. I yelped when I almost went crashing down into broken glass. But before I could sans grabbed me by the shirt and pulled me back up.

“Thanks,” I said breathlessly. That was close.

“anytime, kid.” He looked around.

“the queen really let this place go, didn’t she?”

I knew in an instant flowey had caused this, and recently too. I felt a shiver go through my spine when the memory of facing flowey, six human souls strong hit. The sharp agony I felt as he ripped me into bloody pieces over and over...“hey, something wrong, kid?” Sans lightly shook my shoulders, waking me up from the memory.

“I-I’m fine, thanks, sans.”

“alright. hey, kid why didn't the skeleton go to the party?” “I dunno, why?” “he had no body to go with.”

Sans pulled out a mini drum set papyrus had gotten him to play a rim shot.

I giggled a little, it was just so bad it was good. "That was bad even for you Sans!" "yeah, but it made you laugh, and that's all that matters." I looked at him lovingly.

Sans really was an awesome friend: he was always there to cheer me up in a way sometimes even Toriel and Asgore weren’t able to.

I knew he would always be there when I needed him—even if I had to empty our supply of ketchup for him.

Actually, calling sans just a friend would be a disservice. He was more like my big brother. Just like how papyrus was everyone’s collective little brother.

“well, after you kid.” He remarked, but he took my hand and lead me despite that.

Yep, an overprotective big brother, I decided.

I patted the old tree in front of the house, it looked like it had finally managed to grow some leaves after all without them falling everywhere. It was the weirdest feeling, to be back here after all this time, back where the journey first started. It made me a little on edge. This was where I first found out about DETERMINATION. This is where the world I thought I knew disappeared.

But this was also where I had found my family; and despite everything, I wouldn't change it for the world.

We walked past the tree and I stopped dead in my tracks.

There, five steps in front of us, was flowey; petals hanging limply over his face but it was immistakeably him.

“is that the guy we’re after?” Sans asked, but he had gone stiff.

“Yeah. That’s him.” I said in a hushed voice so flowey didn’t notice. I was not losing this chance while I had it. “We’re gonna take him to the surface world with us!” I said starting to walk forward but sans blocked me from going with his arm.

Oh no. Did sans remember what flowey had done? When I looked up at sans I jumped because now in his sockets was a glowing cyan eye as he stared at flowey. I had never seen that before, and it was terrifying.

“kid, I don’t think you should go near it.” Sans said in a very, very, serious tone, mimicking my quiet voice.

“that flower looks like bad news.” Slowly, almost unconsciously, he put the arm that wasn’t blocking me to his chest, like it hurt.

He definitely remembered, at least somewhat.

And that wasn’t good for the plan.

I saw sweat start to bead, somehow, from his skull.

“Look, sans. This flower’s done some bad things but I think-“

My sentence died in my throat as sans just kept staring his frightening, glowing stare at Flowey.

Then, slowly and hauntingly he whispered, “Dirty Brother Killer.” “Sans, SANS!” I snapped my fingers in front of his face and he turned that glowing eye on me. “Listen to me!” “no, kid you listen to me!” sans almost growled and for the first time in a long time I felt frightened by him. I wished this time there was still a whoopee cushion in his hand. His voice raised and I glanced over to see if flowey had moved: he hadn’t.

“that flower is bad news!” He looked at me.

“but you already knew that didn’t you?” I nodded and he sighed. “i'm sure you have your reasons, you always do. but that flower has hurt a lot of people, I can feel it. you have the answers, kid. so if you don’t want me to drag you back home right now: you got some’splaining to do.” He deserved to know.

And…I didn’t want to hold it all inside for longer. Besides out of all the people I would want to tell, sans was on the top of the list.

“Flowey is the king and queen’s son Asriel but without a soul.” I rushed out, and to my relief that cyan eye dissapared, replaced by its usual friendly glow.

“wow. ok that wasn’t what i expected.” He said, after a moment of shock. Now that definitely wasn’t a joke.

He gestured for me to keep going with his free arm.

“And alphys when she was experimenting inserted the flower with determination, so he could reset, just like me!” Sans looked down at his arm, that had gone back to its position on his chest.

"so that explains all these feelings."

“Yeah! But now he can’t anymore because I’m more determined than him! And also do you remember whenever everything went white before I told you my name?” “‘course i do.”

"Well I was actually fighting him, well him in his real form. Because he had absorbed all the human and monster souls but—“ Sans held his hand up, a small but commanding gesture.

“so. you want me to try and bring home a flower that took all our souls and tried to kill you?" The light in his eyes had gone out, he was getting angry. "Yes...?" "come on frisk, im a funny guy but this is to far even for me.”

“Ok, but just hear me out, please?" I asked, nervously. I really needed sans to agree with me on this because like he'd said, he could just drag me out in an instant.

"alright." “For just a little while afterward, he had his soul back. And I think we can get it back, maybe."

Sans looked at me incredulously. “you want to risk everyone’s lives on a maybe?”

I took in a deep breath. “N-no. We'll keep a eye on him. And if he tries anything...y-you guys can kill him, I won't stop you."

I looked at him pleadingly.

“Sans just let me try and save one more person. Please.”

He stayed quiet for several heart pounding moments, before finally he ruffled my hair and said.

“alright kid, i mean you haven’t failed us before, and you’ve saved my skin quite a few times. why would you be wrong now?”

“Oh thank you, sans!” I exlaimed in relief. He put his hands up.

“i mean how could i say no to those big brown eyes?”

“It’s just impossible.” I said to him happily.

Then I quietly walked over to flowey, who when I looked closely I realized was passed out asleep.

He didn’t look so big and tough, now, I thought.

He was actually kind of adorable sleeping. But of course, I wouldn't let that get my guard down.

I still remembered the 'friendliness pellets' thing.

Sans walked over, he looked casual, but he was still too stiff to be normal. He still didn't think this was a good idea, but he trusted my judgement. And that meant more to me than I could describe. "Thanks," I whispered when sans handed me the pot and gardening tools.

Luckily now that Asgore was my dad I knew basically everything about planting.

He started to stir so I quickly and quietly sang, “Go to sleep, go to sleep, go to sleep little flowey.”

That seemed to work but I kept singing it just in case.

There was no way in heck that if flowey woke up he wouldn’t immediately run away.

And I was afraid that if I let him leave, I would never be able to find him again.

“When you wake, when you wake, you’re going to be really mad at me.”

“wow kid, i never knew you were a singer.”

“Shush sans.”

“alright, i never can concentrate, you know, that’s why I got canned from the juice factory.”

I barely managed to stifle a laugh, and sent sans a glare.

Now was certainly not the time to laugh.

Asgore would be ashamed of me, I thought, as I struggled to get flowey's roots out.

“Yes!” I whispered triumphantly finally pulling him out of the ground and into the plant pot.

“not bad, kid.”

“I appreciate all your help, by the way," I drawled.

“hey, the deal was only that i take you here, you didn’t say anything about helping.”

“True, true.” I grabbed the shockingly heavy pot.

Flowey could lose some weight, I thought sarcastically.

“i’m just kidding with ya. need some help lifting him?”

“No—I think I got it.”

Then Flowey opened his eyes. Oh no.

“Hi frisk...it's nice to see you. Your singing is very nice.” He said yawning, then closed his eyes again.

I looked at sans, had we really just gotten away with that?

Sans mouthed the words "three, two, one," before he pointed at flowey.

“FRISK?” Flowey screamed, his eyes shooting open and I winced. Sans was grinning triumphantly at me,

“That’s my name!”

“What. Do you. Think. You're. Doing?"

Someone was not a happy camper.

“Taking you to the surface, of course!” I had to adjust my grip on the pot because flowey was struggling against it.

“You really are an idiot.” He sneered and I sighed.

“hey buddy, no need to be rude.” Sans warned. "It's alright," I told him, and he nodded, but he didn't look very happy about it.

“Y-you can’t take me to the surface!” Flowey whispered but there was something different about his voice.

It was more…more like Asriel’s.

“Yes, I can because that’s exactly what I’m doing!”

Flowey looked at me with a shocking level of panic.

“No! I'm not in control! My soul isn't stable. There’s a reason I’ve stayed down here!” He said hysterically.

My heart suddenly felt relieved, maybe this wasn't going to be such a bad idea after all.

Because he had to have a soul in the first place for it to be unstable.

Of course he could be lying, but I didn't think even he could fake that level of desperation.

“Hey, it’s gonna be ok.” I said, my voice soothing.

Relief aside, I didn't like seeing him this way.

But if flowey heard me, he didn't react to it. He just turned to sans in a sudden, frenzied movement that sent me scrambling in an attempt not to drop him.

“Sans! You’re not going to just stand there and let them do this, are you? You remember, don’tcha?

Sans just put his hands up helplessly.

“sorry, buddy, the kid wants it, the kid gets it. it doesn’t matter what we want.”

Without thinking I lightly patted the hysterical flowey on the head.

It seemed to calm him a little.

"It's going to be ok," I repeated more firmly this time once he was looking at me.

There were tears in his eyes, and his voice was barely audible when he whispered,

"You don't know that."

"Yes I do," I said decisively. "I wouldn't have gotten this far if I didn't think I could save people." "kids got a point," Sans interjected.

Flowey didn't respond, but he didn't resist either. He just put his head down, and let the pedals fall over his face once more.

“come on guys, it’s time for a shortcut.”

I smiled at sans.

I couldn’t believe we had finally found asriel, I thought it was going to take much longer than that.

Good thing flowey decided to sleep, I thought and took sans hand.

Then, the world for a blink went dark, and we were back outside the mountain, moonlight shining a light over us.

I beamed: our mission was completed.