Frisk had been trying for at least a few hours. Flowey was reluctant to be SAVED. "Frisk, stop. You know I'm just a shell of my former self. I'm not Asriel. He's gone." "No, Flowey. You're Chara's best friend, right? So why can't you be mine?" "No, Frisk. Chara died a long time ago. Stop bugging me!" "Flowey, no. Chara's gone, but that doesn't mean you can't have friends." "FRISK, FOR THE MILLIONTH TIME, I CAN'T BE SAVED! I'M NOT ASRIEL! I CAN'T FEEL LOVE!I'M A STUPID FLOWER! FRISK, THERE IS NO POSSIBLE WAY FOR ME TO FEEL LOVE. LEAVE ME ALONE. " Frisk thought for a moment. "Flowey, if I SAVED you, do you think-" "NO! PLEASE GO AWAY, OR I'LL RESET!" "Reset? But I thought you didn't want to-" Frisk's sentence was cut off as she was falling down fast. She realised Flowey had done it. But something was off about this timeline. The bed of golden flowers was gone. She then hit the ground and everything went black.
"She's waking up." Frisk heard a voice that sounded familiar. She woke up to see a blur of colors: white, green, and yellow. "Howdy! Looks like you're awake. Here, sit up," said the familiar voice. "Yeah, strange to see another human fall down here," said another voice. Frisk had trouble seeing the people, as she hit her head hard on the ground. "A-another human? What do you mean?" she asked. "What do you mean, 'what do you mean?' I'm right here, can you not see me standing next to this goat?"said the unfamiliar voice. "I'm having some trouble seeing, I think I hit my head too hard," said Frisk. "Well, you fell down here yesterday. I'm glad to see you're awake, though," said the familiar voice. Frisk finally regained her sight to see Asriel and Chara standing in front of her.