Frisk stared at their tingling fingers. It's still fascinating, if a little macabre, the effects determination and magic had on her body. It wasn't like before the fight, she had used up all the magic she and Flowey had gathered over their Runs to finally defeat the Demon. Now only her own accumulative determination burned through her body, fire in her veins.

"It doesn't feel like we won."

Frisk glanced up at Flowey, dragging her hand through the ash and dirt to gently rest her fingers around his stem, her other arm a broken mess beside her. She studied her friend, his petals torn and wilted, planty fibres twisting up from his bent stem.

"We still have one more thing to do." She told him. Flowey heaved a sigh and slumped against her hand, then surprised her with a chuckle.

"I won't lie; I never thought we would make it here. The last Reset, can you imagine it? I can't."

Frisk scoffed at the flower and rolled her eyes with a smile, ignoring the pain of pulled cuts on her face.

"No, seriously! I had zero faith in you!" Frisk laughed at Flowey's admission but didn't really hold it against him. None of them really thought they could do this, only Sans was very vocal about it. She curled her legs up and all but snuggled into the dirt where she lie beside Flowey.

"Can I tell you a secret?" she whispered mischievously. Flowey perked and grinned at her. "I didn't really believe in us either!" Frisk giggled and Flowey howled with laughter at their delightfully morbid conversation.

Frisk was aware that this really wasn't the attitude they should have at a time like this, but she had just walked through hellfire and now they stood on a precipice of all or nothing, emphasis on the nothing. But laying with Flowey, beaten and battered and pumped full of determination, she realised that it didn't really matter! They could lay here forever but still make it in time, because she could just Reset! It was the funniest joke she had heard in ages.

Her giggle fading, Frisk watched as Flowey laughed. For a moment she was drawn back to her first Reset, when Flowey was mad with power and stagnancy and his laugh had been sharp like knives. Now his laugh was full, though still a little mad but hers was too, so it was fine. Her friend may not have his own soul, clinging to six instead, and he may have been a flower that had killed her a few times but stars…she loved him.

"You're my best friend, you know?" she stated, curling a little closer to him. "When we Reset I'm glad you'll be the first one I see."

Flowey's laugh turned a little forced and he blushed, turning away. "Y-Yeah well, who else would make sure you didn't fuck everything up?" he scoffed at her and she laughed.

"Of course." Frisk paused. "Do you think the others will remember?" she twitched her fingers a little. She wanted them to, kind of, so she could have people that understood. But she also sort of, kind of, didn't want them to remember. Think back to the last few timelines, the stress and pain, the loss, all leading to this point. Frisk didn't want them to remember all that, she wanted them to be happy.

"Dunno. It's a lot of determination we are pumping into it this time, so it's a fifty-fifty chance. When the smiley trash bag stops being dust he might remember. Not sure though." He shrugged his petals.

Frisk nodded, accepting the answer easily. He was right, she had a lot more determination than was strictly healthy for a human. She had learnt to ignore the burn of excess determination over the past Resets as she and Flowey had been gathering it. Sometimes, if she didn't keep it in check at burn through her insides leaving great welts on her skin that smoked painfully. Mixing that with the magic she had borrowed from her friends to defeat the Demon had been a bad idea, but it had worked.

Sighing resignedly Frisk called up her soul, warping and shuddering as it tried to hold in all the power she held. "Alright, I suppose we should get this over with." Her friend looked hard at her a moment then nodded. In a flash the six other souls spun into existence and Flowey's own determination burned around them.

{RESET}

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