A/N Before I start, Frisk is a girl in this because I felt like it, sorry if I goof up and use genderless pronouns just because I'm used to it. Rated K+ because I don't really have a reason to make it anything else. Mostly humor and friendship stuff (that sounded so corny XD), maybe one or two sad-ish ones. Enjoy!

"Howdy! I'm Flowey, Flowey the flower! My interests include killing, teaching kids to swear, and stealing souls!" Flowey said cheerfully from Frisk's shoulder as Frisk's principal's face contorted into an expression of horror.

"Flowey!" Frisk hissed. "You're supposed to make a good impression!"

"What?" Flowey said innocently. "I'm just being honest. Remember all those lovely words I taught you yesterday?"

"He's not always like this," Frisk assured her principle. He didn't look certain.

Flowey was only here because Toriel had been concerned about Frisk going to an all-human school (Toriel was working on a school for both humans and monsters, but the school had a lot of work to go) after all her time with monsters. Also, Frisk had once been an orphan in a vaguely abusive foster family, so she had become rather attached to her monster family and often became very stressed out without them. She just wasn't used to humans again yet. So, Toriel had proposed Frisk take a small monster to school with her every day until she got readjusted. Flowey seemed like he could do the job pretty well.

"And besides, Asriel," Toriel had said with a wink. "You never completed your education."

Flowey had taken a lot more persuasion, but in the end, he went with Frisk. First, however, before he could be of any use, Flowey had to be approved by Frisk's principal. He had to show that he wouldn't be a disturbance.

"He's not actually capable of injuring anyone, right?" the principal asked.

"Wanna find out?" Flowey said with a sneer, but Frisk talked over him.

"He is, but he wouldn't. I promise. Flowey promises too. Right?" She looked up at him with puppy dog eyes. Flowey… hmm, felt wasn't the word for it… knew he should feel… something akin to pity.

"Fine, yes, I promise." He rolled his eyes.

"Well, um," the principle muttered, shuffling through some papers on his desk. Flowey got the idea that he was a little soft spoken for a principal. "I'm sorry Frisk. I haven't got anything against monsters, but… This one seems a little… risky…"

"He won't be a disturbance, I promise!" Frisk said, pleading. "I can get him to be good, really. He's good on his own, deep down."

"Very deep down," Flowey said under his breath. There was something he was probably supposed to say here, but he didn't want to. "I can be good. For Frisk."

The principal seemed to consider silently for a long time. "Alright," he said at last. "We'll try this out for a week, just to see if Flowey can stick to his word. We'll go with a three strikes policy. Flowey, if you can go one week without getting three strikes, you can stay with Frisk at school."

"Yay!" Frisk exclaimed, then ran around the desk to give the principal a hug, nearly flinging Flowey to the floor in the process, which he definitely wasn't appreciative of. "This'll go great, I promise!" Then, Frisk ran out of the room without another word.

…

Papyrus was the only one in Frisk's circle of monster friends who had a driver's license already. He was surprisingly good at driving for never having done it in the underground. It was a little scary to be in the car with him, as although he'd gotten a license, he'd only just barely done so, and his knowledge of traffic laws was a little fuzzy. However, he dropped Frisk off for school every day and picked her up too, often accompanied by Sans.

"heya kid. how'd it go?" Sans asked when Frisk climbed into Papyrus's super rad convertible.

"Great!" Frisk exclaimed.

"Yeah, real swell," Flowey grumbled.

"WOWIE! THAT'S AWESOME," Papyrus said, almost running a red light as he turned to look at Frisk. "WAIT, WHAT ARE WE TALKING ABOUT?"

"tori wants the evil satan flower to go to school with frisk," Sans explained. "to keep her company. i guess you could say their budding relationship is coming in handy."

"PLEASE NEVER USE THAT JOKE AGAIN." Papyrus actually did run a red light this time, but Flowey seemed to be the only one who noticed as Frisk and Sans were too busy laughing at that horrible flower puns. That was one of the worst things about Smiley Trashbag. The flower puns. Did he think Flowey wanted to be a flower? Flowey knew he was just salty because of past timelines, but now they were finally out of the underground forever, no resets. Flowey hadn't murdered anyone in months. Couldn't they put things behind them?

"sorry pap. i can seed you're very angry about that."

"I WILL PULL THIS CAR OVER AND THROW YOU OUT."

"come on, i'm just pollen your leg." The laughter was unbearable. Flowey would have cut his own ears off if he had ears or could hold a knife.

"SANS!"

"okay okay, i'll stop, seriously," Sans said, chuckling and wiping an eye socket. He didn't sound sincere.

"Finally," Flowey grumbled.

"i sincerely aflowergize."

Sans was abandoned on the sidewalk and that was the end of that. He seemed to have no regrets.