Heyyy guys... what I meant to say last time was that I wished someone would add a Kindergarten section to this site. Sorry if I caused any confusion.

"NO!"

"No... this can't be happening, please, no..."

"Wake up... please..."

"Oh god..."

Flowey was startled awake by a sudden memory. One of the ones he particularly hated. Hated with a burning passion.

Wait.

Where was he?

Oh.

Right.

Frisk's room.

Well, technically it was his room too.

Wait.

Why was he here?

Oh.

Right.

Today.

In math class.

Ugh.

Worst first day of school ever.

Flowey reluctantly hopped out of bed. He was hungry. He was slightly spooked by the feeling- he hadn't felt in in years. Many years. He had barely eaten last night at dinner and the only food he'd had before that was some of the popcorn from watching Attack On Titan with Alphys and Frisk.

His footsteps caused the stairs to creak. The creaking caused Undyne, who was sitting at the kitchen table doing something on her phone, to look up. "Hey. You're finally up."

"'Finally up'?"

"You were literally asleep the entire day. Frisk is going to be home in..." she checked the clock on her phone. "About twenty to fifteen minutes."

Flowey's hunger was now controlling his actions. He walked over to the snack drawer and grabbed the pretzels.

"It's not what you think!" Flowey shouted.

"Come on!" Frisk said. "You know as well as I do that that moment with you and Max was a REAL thing!"

"No, it WASN'T!" insisted Flowey.

"Why not?!"

Flowey suddenly stopped. Then a half-blush spread across his face. "Love...someone..." was the only thing Frisk could make out.

"What was that? Sorry, I couldn't hear you."

Flowey's face went redder. "I said that I already lo- like someone else! And she's much more amazing than anyone else you could set me up with!"

And with that, he stormed into their shared room and slammed the door shut.

Leaving Frisk alone with her thoughts, standing awkwardly in the hallway.

Who was 'she'? And why did Flowey almost say he loved this girl? Was it Chara? Herself? No, somehow she had a feeling it wasn't either. A feeling that it was someone Frisk had never met. Someone Frisk had never seen. She didn't think it was someone Flowey made up, though...

Flowey huffed. "This is so boooooooooooooring!" he groaned. Being a flower was such a lousy thing to be cursed with. And the last human to fall hadn't even been all that much of an interesting person to mess with. And the last human had died two whole weeks ago.

Suddenly, someone else fell into the golden flowers. Flowey perked up.

The human- an about eleven or twelve year-old girl with short red hair and bright green eyes- looked up at him. "Um... hi?"

"Howdy! I'm Flowey! Flowey the Flower!" he greeted, smile plastered on his face.

"Oh. I'm Kiara. It's nice to meet you, Flowey." she said.

"You don't know how things work in the Underground, do you?" Kiara shook her head.

"Well, golly! It seems someone's gonna have to teach you, then. I guess little ol' me will have to do!"

'Ugh. Kill me now.' he thought. Thankfully the girl said, "Sure!"

And then they entered the battle.

"You see this? This is your SOUL. The culmination of your entire being." Kiara's SOUL floated out in front of her.

Flowey stopped for a moment. "Green, huh?" his smile faltered, just for that millisecond.

Kiara frowned. "What's wrong with green?" she asked.

"...Nothing. Did you know that SOUL colors correspond with your dominant trait? Green means Kindness."

And right then- right there- was the moment Flowey took an interest in the Kind SOUL.

Flowey was snapped out of his memory by someone knocking on the door. "Flowey? Can I come in?" It was Frisk.

He sighed and flopped more onto the bed. "Yeah."

Frisk and Flowey talked for hours that night.

Eventually, Toriel came to tell them to go to sleep.

And as Flowey finally drifted off, he suddenly realized that they had never found out why he had thrown up today.

WHY ARE MY CHAPTERS GETTING SHORTER?!

Ugh. Anyway, again, I love getting reviews, and they seriously help me along with the writing of this story.

Also, TheSoulOfKINDNESS/Dylan, if you are reading this, I in no way are trying to say that your interpretation of the Kind SOUL is incorrect. I already had the character of Kiara before I even got a proper plot set up for this story. She was always my character representing the green soul.