Having Hope For A Soulless Flower
"Asriel, come with us." she extended her hand to him, smiling.
He shook his head sadly, "I can't."
She walked up to him and hugged him tightly, "You deserve freedom, too. I'll get you out. I won't forget about you. You're not bad. You weren't then, and you're not now. Just remember I know that."
She stepped back as Asriel reverted back into a small golden flower. Flowey stared up at her, frowning, "Some people, monsters or not, you can't save with Determination alone."
She continued to smile as a tear slid down her cheek, "I will set you free."
Flowey scoffed, "How?"
Frisk sits in the living room, drawing a picture as she sits in front of the coffee table. Toriel sits behind her in a rocking chair, reading a book. Frisk hums softly as she colors the picture she's been drawing. It's of Asriel. She finishes her drawing and smiles wide. She turns and holds it out towards Toriel, "Look at this, Mom!"
Toriel looks up from her book and her eyes widen lightly, "That's.. Is that..?"
She smiles slowly, "That's beautiful, my child."
"It's for you." Frisk replies.
Toriel leans forward and takes the drawing, tears forming in her eyes, "Thank you."
"I didn't tell you this before, but.. I.. Met Asriel.." Frisk says carefully, "He.. He had.. Become a flower. He had no soul, but.. He broke the barrier so you all could be free."
Tears fall down Toriel's face, "You.. He..? Where is he?"
"I don't know. I tried to help him, but he said he was stuck down there in the Underground. That he couldn't leave." Frisk replies.
"There's no way to get him out..?" Toriel isn't really asking Frisk, but Frisk looks away, feeling guilty.
She sighs and stands, "I'm going to play in the yard, okay?"
"Okay," Toriel wipes her face, smiling at her, "Just be careful, darling."
Frisk nods and runs outside. She sighs, walking across the yard, sticking her hands in her short pockets. The wind blows gently as the sun begins to set. She looks up at the sky as Asriel's translucent form appears behind her, "Why did you tell her what happened to me?"
"Don't you think she deserves to know?" Frisk asks, closing her eyes, "You're her son."
"I don't get you. After all the things I did.. I killed you a lot of times, Frisk! Why did you help me?" Asriel asks, throwing his arms up.
"I believe everyone deserves a second chance. I won't give up. It might be awhile, but I'll find a way to get you back to normal." Frisk replies, turning to him.
Asriel's form flickers and he takes on Flowey's form, still translucent, "You'd free someone who wants to destroy everything?"
"That's not really what you want, Asriel." Frisk states.
Flowey frowns, "You don't know what I want."
"You want freedom, I know that. But you also want to be yourself again. You want to be Asriel, not Flowey." Frisk looks back at the sky, "I'm going to find a way to make that happen."
Flowey shakes his head, "You should have left me down there. What you're doing is dangerous. Don't you get it, you idiot?"
"I know what I'm doing. Just trust me, Asriel." Frisk smiles softly, looking down at him.
Flowey growls, "I am not Asriel! Not anymore! Not the way I once was! I am Flowey now!"
"And I promise you won't ever have to be Flowey again." Frisk sits down on the grass beside the translucent flower.
She crosses her legs and props her elbows on her knees, resting her face in her palms. She sighs again, staring out at the houses around her. She loves being on the surface again, she loves living with Toriel since she had no family of her own, but without everyone free, she feels like she doesn't deserve her happiness. She hasn't told anyone her plans to rescue the wayward flower, she knows they won't approve, but she can't just leave him be. Not after meeting the real him.
Flowey just looks at her in silence for a few moments, then he speaks quietly, "Monster bodies turn to dust once they die. How do you ever plan to get my body back? I also have no soul, don't you see? Saving me is impossible."
"'Impossible' is a word used when someone doesn't know how to get something done. I don't believe in 'impossible.' I will get your body back. I just don't know how yet, but I will do it." Frisk states.
Flowey flickers and Asriel's form reappears, mirroring Frisk's position, "You really think you can do it? Do you really think your Determination is strong enough to save me? I don't think it is. Like I said, Determination can't save everyone, Ch-Frisk."
"There has to be a way to save you, too. You don't deserve to be alone like that anymore. You deserve a soul, a body, and a home. You deserve to have your family back, Asriel. It's not fair what happened to you, but there has to be a way to fix it. You still have a soul somewhere, it just has to be found. You didn't disappear when you died, your souls is just lost somewhere. I promise I'll find it."
"Don't make promises you can't keep." Asriel closes his eyes, "I've had enough of that."
Frisk frowns, staring at his sad expression, He's always in so much pain, whether he shows it or not. I'll reset a thousand times if I have to in order to bring his soul back. I will save you, Asriel. I swear it on my life.