E-rantal is a city that has seen many things that would be unexpected to a normal villager. However; a flower monster that moved through the streets via twelve giant thorn vines while holding a child hostage might break that record.

It wasn't even near daybreak so adventurers that were supposed to deal with monsters like this were little to none. So twelve guards and their captain had to deal with this terrifying monster.

The captain drew his sword with fear, he was a silver plate adventurer long ago. However; this mass of thorny vines was way tougher then any other monster he faced so far, even a troll might be weaker. His subordinates was the only real advantage and that was to combat the two dozen tendrils the monster uses to walk. They know that as well as he did, they could die here and were unsteady to make the first move.

He couldn't run, not while a child was on this beasts thornless grasp. It would break the guards morale and he would most likely be demoted and shamed. "M-Monster I..err." What he meant to say was, 'monster let that child go!', but fear tends to beat bravado.

Flowey, Who was paving the way in search of a clinic when he heard the feeble speak of the captain. "Oh, howdy." He crouch to the humans level which shocked the captain on just how weird this monster is. "I'm Flowey, Flowey the flower!" He winked, causing the captain to seize up.

It was weird seeing an seamingly innocent buttercup was the cause of this. "I-I'm captain Xaver and-!" The flower's steam extended towards the captain and causing him to nearly cry in terror.

"Well, personally I don't care if you were even the king or whatever." His face melted to a horrifying visage of a hollow smile. "I just want you to fix poor Frisk's mind and if they are alright by daylight we'll leave." Then he growled which caused half of the guards to drop their weapons. "But, if they arent then I will have to murde-teach you all a lesson about the importance in helping others!" The monster backtracked the evil word with a pharse, though his tone was definitly obvious of what would happen if they refused him.

The captain turned towards a guard holding a spear, both face quivering with equal fright. "T-Take the child to the apothecary and see wrong with them!" He may just live through this nightmare of a knight.

"But Xaver, the owner's grandson has been kidnapped and I don't think she ca-!" The guard had their mouth forcefully shut by Xaver.

"Is there a problem?" The plant monster asked, though to Xaver it was more of a threat then a question.

"Fliey I'mpf fief..." The child stated through the muffling vine gag.

"Frisk you are not, fine." Flowey then put the child next to Xaver. "I'll wait till morning then I will see if I need to see you again." Flower then planted his giant vine tendrills into the ground and pulled himself down. Now he just looks like a buttercup with a face. "If Frisk is in even a whiff of danger, I will hunt you down and show you what real hell is, Xaver."

Xaver with a new meaning of the word terror, grabbed Frisk and ran like hell to the apothecary.


Xaver was both pissed and scared shitless at the situation. Not only was his chance of seeing another day gone, but the grandmother also sent only copper plates to do the job.

"Why would you do that!?" Xaver yelled quietly as so the child would not cry. "Everyone's lives are on the line and you sent a copper plate, why!?"

"The guild was closed, Captain! He was the only one around and that was because of the kindness in his heart to escort me!" Frisk smiled slightly as did their ghostly companion. "Even if it cost me everything I had for him to accept." Their smiles dropped by the apparent greed of this guy.

"What's a copper plate?" Frisk asked, Chara was interested as well the meaning of copperplate.

Xaver groaned, he did not need this. "Don't tell me, is your problem amnesia?" They opened their mouth, closed it, and nodded. "You know, I wonder if I'm cursed with this sh-ank!" He retracted, the fear of the certain flower returns to him.

The grandmother chuckled and decided to take an opportunity. "So you have a dysfunction, private?" He was definitely pissed now by the laughing grandmother humor.

"I don't have to take this!" he went to the apothecary's front door. "I will rally the guards to find your grandson!" However; when he opened the door he collided with a knight with two greatsword behind their back.

"There is no need, we got him." He stepped aside to let a woman with a brown cloak and a katana inside. She was carrying a young boy who looked worse for wear. "He's alive, but he needs rest."

Xaver at first was relived until he realized that condition he's last hope was in. "No, no, no!" He looked over at the grandson's sleeping form and it was obvious that they can't looked into the child's mental health. "He needs to be awake now or else we're all screwed!" He was then punched in the face by the cloaked woman. He fell over with a loud thud and was now unconscious.

"Nabe..." The knight scolded at his companion. "That was unnecessary."

"Lor-Momonga, this insect was just insulting the end result of your effort!" Nabe reasoned as she poked the unconsious guard with her heel.

Frisk looked at the knight as did their ghostly friend. There was something off about the knight and how the lady retracted her sentence.

"I thought you only had one grandchild?" Momonga inquired, having a similar level of suspicion that Frisk had with him.

"I do." She confirmed as she nodded towards the unconscious guard. "He just barged in here asking for my grandson. something about a flower of death, but I swear that boy just has post adventure stress disorder."

"Oh, do you mean Flowey?" Frisk bluntly states as Chara gives them the deadpan stare. Frisk noticed the more worried face of the grandma. "Don't worry he's harmless, mostly." The grandma sighed in relief. "Unless he gets really annoyed by something, like Papyrus and his voice."

"Can it be high pitched voice?" The knight asked with slight worry. Frisk nodded as Momonga started to shake. "With delusions of grandure or a superiority complex?"

"Yep, he really hate it when someone patronizes him." The knight turned around at the last discription from Frisk.

"Nabe, with have bussness with this flower thing before Hamsuke finds it first." The woman nodded as she laid her hand against her katana's sheath.

"Would you like me to take care of the dirty weed? A low level plant monster would only dirty you and your name." Nabe asked as the two left the apothecary.

"Don't hurt him, please." The child was now in front of the two, shocking both. "He's hot headed, but he's sweet and kind at the center!" The sharp point of Nabe's sword was an inch away from their forehead.

"How dare a child command Momonga, such an insult of his status demands death!" She practically leaked all of her anger in one sentence.

"So he is royalty." They concluded casuing Nabe to cringe at their mistake. "The captain was complaining about him being a copper plate so his adventure status or fame isn't high." Nabe glared at Frisk, not expecting a human child to be this clever. "Therefore he is royalty, but in a small and unkown family circle. does that make you his personal and loyal bodyguard?"

There was complete and dumbfounded silence, then Momonga chuckled. "Was it that obvious? I told Nabe to treat me as an adventurer not a forgotten king of a small hold." That was the truth as far as the child was concerned. "So forgive her if she is a little flimsy at keeping it a secret."

Nabe, upon hearing that bowed down before the child. "Lo-adventurer Momonga has decided that the fate of my future is in your hands, so punish me." They could tell Nabe was infuriated by this despite her stotic and emotionless stare.

Their eyes opened which reveal a soft crimson red, a rare eye color that some people might note. "Well..." They quickly glanced at their ethereal doppelgänger, Frisk. Frisk smiled amd said nothing to the possesed body of theirs. "Your punishment is that you make sure that, Flowey, my best friend remains unharmed." Chara offered them a helping hand up, but Nabe pushed it out of the way.

"Then I fulfill that in the honor and mercy of momonga." Nabe muttered as she walked past Chara with an evil glare.

Momonga rubbed the back of his neck. "That is very clever of you to find out about my royalty just by paying attention."

Chara smiled as their eye twitched. "Yeah, let's just say I had close experience with kings and how their subordinates would act." Momonga nodded as Chara and Frisk switch positions.

The two humans hoped that Flowey did not get into any trouble.


Flower was in trouble, but not in the traditional sense. He was getting annoyed by a giant hamster with an armored tail. All he could do was close his eyes and wait till morning comes, then he can murder the thing.

The hamster sniffed at the flower. "A little flower causing so much fear to humans?" The hamster smiled as his tail wiggled with the air around the tail cracking with force. "They are stupid, that they are, Hamsuke does not fear a tiny flower."

Flowey growled as he thought of the more happier moments in his life. After the eternal loneliness as a Flower, with Frisk. He smiled at the thought, even if Frisk was horribly naive to a fault. It almost made him forget about the hamster in his face, almost. "Get out of my face and I may show you mercy. I have way more important thing to do then listen to a rodent with a tail."

The hamster breathed on the buttercup with a look of superiority. "I belive I should say that to you. I am hamsuke, the formal wise king of the forest, you are a tiny flower!" That face reminded Flowey of Papyrus, naive that they were great and strong.

It pissed him off so much his face nearly melted from rage. "Oh, how I hate that tone..." Hamsuke stepped back as Flowey's face continued to deform. "To be looked down for what I am by idiots! If you truly knew who I am then you would pray for mercy!" The ground started to shake in symbosis to his rage. "I am F-!" He stopped mid-sentince as boot met his face. As it fell word could not describe his face of pissed off anger. "Who the fu-"

"Flowey!" It was Frisk, who threw one of their shoes to get his attention. there were two other humans, or whatever they are. A man with body concealing black armor and a cloaked woman. "No killing, you promised!"

Flowey stumbled with his words with the human child. "Frisk, oh wow..er." He looked at Hamsuke, who back back away from when he was pissed. "You know, I was just showing them that I am not a pushover." Flowey reconstructed his face back to the innocent one. "Golly, you know I wouldn't destroy our friendship with a dead rat."

Frisk crossed their arms taking a glance at Hamsuke. "I hope so, anyway I feel better now." That was a lie to make sure Flowey does not go on a hunt for human souls out of spite.

Flowey sighed as he traveled between the dirt cracks in the road to them. "I would hope so." He detached from the ground and quickly latched onto Frisk's right arm.

"So this is, Flowey I presume?" Momonga asked with curiosity. "He's is a bit chaotic to control for summon."

Flowey was a tad ticked off. "I am no one's summon or property! I stay with them because they did the same." Frisk was confused at that part, stayed with him?

"Ah, so a friend then?" Momonga summerized only waiting for a second to be corrected. "Well, Me and Nabe must go back, I wonder if the place is in disarry yet." He slightly lamented, which Frisk and Chara could understand. "Come on Nabe, Hamsuke!"

They nodded at the command and started to walk back to wherever they came from. Frisk grabbed momonga's hand which almost cause Nabe to attack, She knew better though. "Have a safe trip momonga. I hope we see each other again." It was filled with kindess, only for five minutes since they met and Frisk already treats Momonga like a friend.

He laughed slightly. "Oh, I'm sure we will meet again soon. You intrigued me so I won't forget your name, Frisk." With that he walked away in stride and disappeared in the cover of onlookers.

Frisk cast a hidden glance at Chara and frowned. They were still on the ground laughing uncontrollably at the hamster.

Flowey looked at Frisk with a weird look. "Yeah, we need to talk somewhere quiet." The coils that latched ontofrisk tightened. "Now..."

Frisk nodded and dashed into a nerby allyway, dawn was now breaking over the horizen. The morning glow now barely illuminated the allyway they were in.

"Okay, what is it that you wanted to talk about?" They ask as Chara's ghost sat on a turnover trash can.

Flowey looked all around the mositure on his buds evident. "I don't know if they are human, by their souls I mean." He gently pulled on Frisk's red soul, the beats it made slightly shake the area around them. "As we know, human souls are more powerful then monster ones. Determination is the strongest followed by justice, bravery, etc." Flowey rehearsed what they clearly know. "That's why they let out a strong pulse when pull out of the body. Here though, the humans are far weaker."

Chara perked up at this bit of info as did Frisk. "Well, we aren't in our own reality anymore so it's possible." Frisk's soul accelerates it's pulse by the intense feeling of isolation. "How much of a difference?" Frisk asked

Flowey took a bit of thought into this. "Well they are weaker then you when you first appeared in the underground at level 1." His eye turned sharp with dread as his steam wiggles. "However that hamster and woman I can't make a trusted comparasion, but they are just as strong as humans were in our world."

Frisk frowned slightly. "Does that mean Nabe is a monster? What about Momonga?" Flowey shook his head negativly. "So Momonga is a human while Nabe is a monster. Can't say how I feel about that."

"If Nabe is an evil monster we will do our best to save Momonga." Chara stated that with a smile. "He might not even know himself and it's our duty as a friend to find out!" Chara fist pump the air with an unusual eagerness.

"Well, anything else Flowey?"

"Yes, but rather It's more of a question then a report. If our universe truly doesn't exist anymore, can you break it's rules?" Flowey's question proved dificult to find an answer for. "Then why not use two weapons at the same time, or maybe armor."

Frisk nodded and opened the small portal. It ratteled as the space around it distorts and change. With a tight grip they reached im and pull out the true knife. Once more and they pulled out the brave glove. They waited, But the true knife remianed without going back into the inventory space.

"Holy shit, that actully worked!" Flowey's eyes buldged at the sight the glove and knife in the same hand. "Imagine the possiblites!" They did, but it wasn't one that was peaceful and full of love.

Frisk tossed the weapons back into the inventory space. "I don't need those, not ever." Flowey groaned at the peaceful attitude they always kept.

"What about armor? Peaceful or not, armor is a very good idea." Chara made an excellent point, defense is Frisk's offense.

With another portal they pulled out the cloudy glasses, the heart locket, and temmie armor. They chuckled at the armor, it was nice that the temmie's item had not been erased. It was just their size and it was lightweight to boot despite being made of hard metals. The only thing that made them uncomfortable was the awkwardly placed temmie face on the chest piece.

After putting the armor on, Flowey raises a brow. "Okay, you look really stupid. Still, it's better then absolutely nothing." He resisted a groan trying to escape his plant mouth. "Also...nevermind it's not important."

Frisk and Chara raised a brow nearly in sync. "Whatever you say, Flowey."

The beams of morning sunlight broke the darkness of the allyway. Now a new day dawns bringing unknown possibilities.