Flowey's Growing Soul.
NOTES: Ignore some of the lore in the game or any "paths" you have chosen that decides the story, this is my version. I tried to keep some of Flowey's dialog in it but couldn't remember some of it.
This chapter will contain strong language.
Flowey was on his hands and knees…he spat out some black residue and looked up, the black residue was slowly seeping out of his mouth, his yellow petals were damaged and ripped slightly and his corset like clothes looking worn and dirty. His fanged teeth gritted and angrily looking at someone…a child, wearing a blue and purple striped jumper stood above him, holding a knife and just staring down at Flowey with a form of pity but also holding a knife. Flowey lowered his head and began to chuckle almost sinistly.
FLOWEY: Hee. You did it…you…defeated me…
The child said nothing but still staring down at the badly damaged flower.
FLOWEY: So go on then…finish me off. Kill me…
CHILD: No…
FLOWEY: (Sighs) You…beat me, how I'll never know…but you can't just…l-leave it at that. Kill me…kill me now.
CHILD: No…
FLOWEY: Just…finish me…
CHILD: (Drops the knife) I won't…
Flowey watches the knife drop from the child's hand, he looks at it with puzzlement. He thought about going for the knife but was to weak to react quick. Flowey just looks at the human angry and confused.
FLOWEY: What is this? W-What…are you d-doing…?
CHILD: I won't kill you.
FLOWEY: This is…not fair…
CHILD: Yes, it is.
FLOWEY: I…don't u-understand…you've beaten me, just…pick up that fucking knife and finish the j-job!
CHILD: I can't do that.
FLOWEY: Weak! You are w-weak…you…IDIOT!
CHILD: I'm not the one who is weak…
FLOWEY: Yes…y-you are…
CHILD: I've spared the others, why shouldn't I spare you…?
FLOWEY: Ha, do you really think I've learnt anything from this? No! Sparing me won't change anything, killing me is the only way to end this! If you let me live, I'll just come back…I'll kill you…I'll kill everyone that you saved…I'll kill everyone you love…I swear to God, I'LL KILL EVERYONE YOU LOVE!
CHILD: I don't believe you will.
FLOWEY: Why? Why do you think that…?
CHILD: Because deep down, I believe you have a heart…a soul…somewhere, you have a soul of kindness.
FLOWEY: (Very weak) You're such an idiot…I don't have a heart…or a soul, how can I?
CHILD: Because you were a child like me once…weren't you? …Asriel…
Flowey looks up to the child, his angry expression disappears and shows a motion of sadness across his face but then Flowey looks away.
FLOWEY: I…h-haven't been called that for years…
CHILD: I also know about Chara…I know she was mean to you and you…wanted revenge but…you didn't mean to…kill her…you didn't mean to poison her, it was a mistake and when you tried to take her back to my world, my race killed you…they didn't understand. You were in a lot of pain, I just can't imagine…and then you died…revenge is all you wanted…but…revenge isn't the answer. I'm sparing you to save you…
FLOWEY: What…what does it matter now…? The people I've hurt…but some don't deserve to live…
CHILD: Yes, they do…even you…
FLOWEY: I'll…never…understand…
CHILD: I've spared every monster because…I don't like seeing anything suffer in pain…you are no different.
FLOWEY: (Grits his teeth) Killing me will end my suffering…in this world it's kill or be killed…
CHILD: No it won't…killing isn't an answer…
FLOWEY: You can't help me…I don't…feel…a-anything…
CHILD: In time, you will…
Flowey was getting weaker, his hands couldn't support his damaged body, he could feel the darkness wrapping around his body. The child kneeled down to his level to help support him and put her arm around the flower…there was a quick flash of light, coming from the child's hand which seemed to suck into the flowers body and with that Flowey's eyes were beginning to close and his body becoming limp.
FLOWEY: Ha…I f-felt…something…w-wiggle…
The flower then became lifeless as it let out its last gasp but the child kept hold of the anthropomorphic flower, it's body limping in the child's arms. The child squeezed out a tear that slowly trailed down her face and then onto Flowey's lifeless face as if it were a tear of his own. The child gently laid the flower down.
CHILD: I'm…sorry…but…it's the only way to…save you. A…happy end for you all…
Two shadowy figures walked up to the Child and the flower, the child turned around knowing their presence were there and wiped away a tear while smiling at them. The two strangers were watching them all this time.
CHILD: (To the two strangers) This…is the only way to help him…it'll be a happy ending for all of you…I promise…
FIGURE 1: What are you talking about?
CHILD: It's the only way…
FIGURE 2: (Guessing what the child did) No…y-you…didn't…?
CHILD: (Nods) Yes…
FIGURE 1: I…I don't understand! What is going on? What did she do?
CHILD: I…saved him…
FIGURE 2: But why?
CHILD: Because this place is full of love…and…everyone…d-deserves love. I want you all to be h-happy…(Getting weaker) I'm…dying…n-now…
FIGURE 1: (To Figure 2) DO SOMETHING!
CHILD: It's okay, it's…o-okay, I want to d-do this. (To Figure 2) Do me this favour…
FIGURE 2: Sure…a-anything, kid, anything…
CHILD: L-Look…after…h-him…
Just then, the child closed her eyes and her body limped to the ground, laying next to Flowey. Her life had finally exited out of her body and within seconds, she was dead. The first figure started to panic and cry, kneeling down and picking up the child, hoping this was all a stupid joke but the child didn't respond back. The second figure had a tear roll down his face…he touched the other figure on the shoulder with his hand and closed his eyes but kept silent as he joined in with the crying sorrow his own way. He opened them again and stared at Flowey. The black residue was slowly sucking back into Flowey's mouth and the ripped petals were repairing themselves, like a regeneration. The second figure didn't realise how beautiful this flower was…when close up…but his mind was distracted from the dead child in front of him…Frisk, was no more…
5 MONTHS LATER. THE PRESENT.
Flowey takes a deep breath and stretches his arms out; he feels the wind blow his tears and his leafy dress following the wind patterns. He goes to lean forwa-
VOICE: Flowey? What are you..? What the hell are you doing?
This startles Flowey, he quickly turns around to see where the familiar voice is coming from but by doing so, he loses his footing and then…falls off the edge!
STRANGER: OH GOD, FLOWEY!
The stranger ran towards the cliff and diving near the edge, he looks over and his soul took a few beats of panic and relief when he saw Flowey holding on to a sharp piece of rock, sticking out from the cliff. The stranger stretches his arm out, long enough for the flower to grab on.
STRANGER: Flowey, grab my hand!
The flower looks up and gasps.
FLOWEY: S-Sans…?
NOTES: The next chapter will be up next week but depending how busy I am.
