Frisk took a...let's call it a walk, around Snowdin.
She let out a stuttered gasp " A-aggh! "
She felt something cold touching her leg beneath her...
"F-flowey, is it you?... Come out a-at once! " She said, trying to sound firm.
" Hah, caught red handed. " Said a hissing, unsettling voice.
The plant slithered it's roots along the snow, to grasp onto the girl's skirt, and wriggle onto her shoulder...
" So, you know when it's me now, huh? I guess I'm finished sneaking up on you. " Flowey sighed.
Frisk nodded her cold head, hair blowing in the wind with her movements " Mhm..".
" Oooh well...It was fun while it lasted. So, where are ya off to Frisk? " The Flower Boy cooed.
Frisk could feel it, that deep down Flowey was always watching her, knowing her every move, and where she is off to. Right now she was off to visit the Skeleton Brothers...Mostly to see Sans.
" To see Sans and Papyrus. " Frisk replied, confidently.
" Oh really?~ " Flowey hissed, not to threathen Frisk, he just knew it made her weak and truthful.
" M-mhm... " Frisk mumbled, turning bright red, and grasping onto her arm tightly.
" Well...I suppose you won't mind if I come with you and sit between you and Sans?~" Flowey teased.
" Fine Flower Boy, I just wanna see Sans, happy now? " Frisk blurted out ragingly.
She put her hand over her mouth, darker red now, she was a complete tsundere, and couldn't bare the thought of Flowey being the one telling everybody how she felt.
" Ohoho, you want to go and see who?~ Your...Well I suppose...Boyfriend?~ " Flowey gave a daring glare at Frisk.
" Shut up! " Frisk shouted, " He's not my boyfriend! He's just a dumb and lazy skeleton! "
" Dumb?...Lazy?..." Said a sad and deep voice in the shadows.
Flowey noticed, concerned at all means.
" Hehehe- Frisk, I would NOT of said that if I were you..."
Frisk had copped on to what Flowey meant, which had again brought her hand to her mouth, yet this time, also tears.
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" Flowey, you dumbass! O-of all times to...Tease me! " Frisk let out a cry, almost as loud as a raging lions roar.
" I-I love t-the lazy skelebro! You bitch! " By now, Frisk was shaking, wailing and worried sick.
How would Sans and Frisk react to what happens next? Ofcourse, by next I mean...
Chapter 2
The End