1. Howdy! It's me, FLOWEY. FLOWEY the FLOWER. It's been awhile now, hasn't it? No RESETS or anything. It really feels like reality's coming back to me.

Anyway, over the last few months or so, I've been with Asgore. After Frisk RESET, I went and sought him out and like the times before, he was more than happy to take care of me, though oblivious of my TRUE identity. Exactly what I wanted. My Plan B was to escape to the city somewhere, but it's much bigger than the underground. Too overwhelming. Besides, I haven't seen Asgore in AGES. Toriel rarely lets me leave the house. She didn't want me getting into trouble, but who cares? I did either way.

But now that Asgore and I've gotten reacquainted and he's shown me just about everything worth mentioning, things have died down again. Things have become boring. I thought I might take up journaling again because… I really did like it... while I had it to myself. I think I like this tablet better than the old laptop. It used to be Asgore's but he gave it to me because his fingers were too big to use it properly. I told him if he threw in a keyboard, we'd have a deal and he did it with no questions asked. It almost feels like Frisk's laptop, except smaller. Just my size.

I even found a way to password protect this document, myself. Not even Frisk knows what the password is this time. Next time they try to read MY PRIVATE WRITINGS, they'd be CrU1S1n_4_a_BrU1S1n. And if they do find out, I'll KILL them. End of story.

Hmm... what to do? My dad isn't necessarily tech savvy. So there isn't that much to do that's new. There's some old books nearby. Most from them I've already read. There's this one book that sticks out, though. It always sticks out because Asgore always arranges his books by color. This particular book I'm referring to is RED like human BLOOD. I already know what it's about, though. It's about those DETERMINATION experiments by Dr. W.D. Gaster. It's really old, talking about timeline jumping LONG BEFORE I was ever created. Nothing I don't ALREADY know. It's also filled with all this scientific jargon and what not so I can't necessarily read it. Not without dragging along a freaking DICTIONARY. And even then, I STILL don't know what they're talking about. Mind you, this is also the TRANSLATED version. I read part of his biography along with running into his followers back in the golden days. They say he talks in hands and that's a WHOLE other language ENTIRELY. What was Asgore THINKING, bringing in this man?

Oh, and speaking of Asgore, I think he's home now. He said he had to do some government negotiations, being the ambassador of monsters and all. He originally wanted to give it to Frisk, but he turned it down. I remember Frisk having to go anyway from time to time, because he's the only human to have fallen down and lived. I don't think it's anything big. He just gives testimonials.

Asgore's coming into the room now. He looks rather downcast. Wonder what those humans talk about at those meetings?

Oh.

...he's upset about me. He knows.

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...welp.

FUCK.

Author's Note: HOWDY EVERYBODY! Welcome to Flowey Gets a Journal Part 2!

For anyone who's still reading along from the last part, welcome! I thank all of you for joining me once again on a magical journey through Flowey's mind. And as for everyone else who is just joining us, WELCOME! Feel free to read part 1 if you'd like.

Anyway, the posting schedule for this fic is going to be similar to the one I used last time, in case you're wondering. I just posted today to throw you off. ;P

Also, I just realized yesterday that Undertale characters having a journal is like a really hot thing right now. Particularly on Amino. I found a few I really liked though. P. Feathers and BeautifulWorld (UPS) really took it for me so far, as far as Flowey goes. So I wanted to give them kudos here because I can.

Welp, that's all for today! See you soon~!