*A/N Really quick, this chapter takes place the same day as the previous chapter.
Anyways, enjoy~
Chapter 37
Flowey looked up as the kid walked in. They just shut the door, locked it, and sat down at the desk with their head down. Flowey could have sworn he heard weird sounds.
"Frisk? Are you okay?" Flowey asked. He thought he heard Frisk mumble something. "What was that?" He asked again.
Frisk looked up at him, and Flowey saw that Frisk was crying. They seemed to agitated to sign, and Flowey knew they didn't like talking.
"Okay, um, let me guess. Does it have to do with Chara not being there?" Flowey asked. Frisk nodded, taking off their glasses and wiping some tears with their sleeve.
"Okay, so it's because Chara isn't there." Flowey asked. Frisk paused for a second, and shook their head.
"It's not because Chara isn't there?" Flowey frowned. "Does it have to do with the other kids?" Frisk hesitated.
"Frisk?" Flowey asked. Frisk put their head back down and started tapping the desk.
"Frisk." Flowey said. They let out another sob.
"Frisk! Are the other kids bothering you again?" Flowey asked. Frisk nodded, their face rubbing on the desk.
Suddenly, it made sense to Flowey.
Chara's quite intimidating, shall we say. As long as they're with Frisk, no one's going to pick on them. But Chara's not here right now, and…
"Frisk." Flowey said. Frisk looked up at him through their tears. "Why didn't you tell Mom or hat smiley trashbag?"
Mom's been worried about Chara. She hasn't left their hospital room. And Sans is busy, I don't want to bug him. Frisk explained.
"Bring me to school tomorrow with you." Frisk looked at him in surprise.
But I can't bring pets!
"Hide me in your backpack. I'm sure most of the teachers won't care." Flowey said. "But if there are kids bothering you, and Chara isn't there to protect you, then I'll do it." Frisk hugged Flowey's flowerpot.
"Thank you." Frisk whispered.
Flowey had to say, he was starting to regret telling Frisk to put him in their backpack. It was dark, cramped, and Flowey was glad that he didn't really need air. Finally, Flowey felt Frisk get out of the car.
"Can I get out now?" Flowey whispered. Frisk paused for a second and moved off to somewhere, and then opened the backpack.
"Oh, thank Asgore." Flowey muttered. He was near a pond. From where he could tell, there were several buildings around. He could see the building closest to him was a library, and then there was a long set of buildings.
That's math. Frisk signed. The classes in back are for middle schoolers, the ones in front are for high schoolers.
"Alright, so where do you normally hang out?" Flowey asked.
Here. Frisk explained. No one likes the pond, so I stay here when Chara isn't here.
"That makes sense." Flowey nodded. "Why don't people like the pond?"
Someone's drowned in it before. Frisk explained.
"Well, thats reassuring." Flowey was shocked. "What class do you have first?"
Science. Frisk signed as the bell rang. We have to go to class.
"Alright, just lead the way." Flowey said. "And put me back in the backpack." Frisk nodded and put him back in the backpack. Flowey felt Firsk's movements as they moved to another set of classrooms.
"Oh, would you look at that." Flowey heard a voice. "It's the mute freak." Laughter.
"Ha! That stupid hand movement won't do anything. In fact," Flowey heard him come closer. "May as well be quiet." Flowey felt Frisk start to struggle as the other kids laughed.
"Hey! Stop that, Ashley!" Another girl started to stand up for Frisk.
"Well, for all I know, they're enjoying this. So shut up, Kaya."
"Just look at them. Do they look like they're enjoying you holding their hands together so they can't stim?" Kaya demanded.
"Does it matter?" Ashley scoffed.
"ASHLEY!" A voice caused Frisk to jump with Flowey in their backpack. "HOW DARE YOU PULL THIS! Everyone inside, now." Flowey saw the lighting change through the backpack.
"Get up here, Ashley." Flowey heard as Frisk unzipped the backpack so that Flowey could see. Flowey saw a redheaded girl with a weird nose walk up to the teacher.
"Quiet hands is an abusive tactic used on children." The teacher scolded quietly, although Flowey could hear her. "Frisk is autistic. They need to be able to stim to talk, to be able to calm themselves."
"But Linda said-"
"I don't care what Linda said. Quiet hands are never appropriate to do to anyone. How would you feel if someone took away the one thing that kept you calm. No, imagine that your grades kept you calm, and constantly being able to see what your grades were helped. Now, imagine if someone took your phone and your computer, so that you couldn't check them. And let's add that you took a test, and are worried that you failed it and it brought your grade down. How would you feel?" Ashley was in shocked silence.
"I'm adding this out loud so that everyone can hear." The teacher said. "Bullying will not be tolerated in my classroom. I don't care if any of the other teachers turn a blind eye, I won't." She wrote something down on a piece of paper. "Here you go, Ashley. I'll bring you to the office. Kaya, you're in charge."
"Got it, Mrs. Castro." Kaya nodded as Mrs. Castro and Ashley left.
"Get me out of here." Flowey muttered to Frisk. Frisk nodded and pulled him out.
"What's that?' Kaya asked.
"Howdy!" Flowey said, smiling like he did when he first met Frisk. Several kids jumped in surprise. "I'm Flowey. Flowey the flower."
"Flowey? You couldn't have named it anything creative?" Some kid stated.
"I named myself, friend." Flowey smiled. "I was alive loooong before I ever met Frisk."
"What, are you from the underground?" The same kid responded.
"Yes, actually." Flowey nodded. "What's your name?"
"I-uh, what does it matter?" He demanded. Flowey looked at Frisk, who shrugged.
"It doesn't." Flowey said. "Because I don't care. Anyways," Flowey continued as several kids giggled. "I heard that Frisk here has had a bit of a problem since Chara's been gone. Is that true?" The giggling went away.
"Well, yeah." Kaya said. "It's only a handful of kids, but they're in most of their classes, it seems."
"Ah. Who exactly are they?" Flowey asked.
"One of them just went to the office, Ashley. Then it's Ashley's friend, Anna, and then their other friend, Jimmy. Jimmy doesn't seem as eager to do it as he he was before."
"Before?" Flowey asked.
"Yeah, Frisk was bullied all the way up until Chara came." Kaya said. "Chara's stood up for them, which is surpising."
"Why? Why did no one else stand up for them?" Flowey demanded.
"Because no one's stood up to Jimmy and not gotten their butt kicked." Another girl said.
"Makayla's right." Kaya nodded. "That group of kids are trouble. No one likes them, but everyone's too scared to stand up to them."
"Well, I'm not scared." Flowey scoffed. "Let me fight them."
"Flowey, no offense, but you don't have arms." Kaya pointed out.
"That means nothing." Flowey summoned some friendliness pellets.
"Oh, right." Kaya said.
Flowey, no. Frisk signed as Flowey sighed and whisked the pellets away.
"Oh! Frisk, what is that?" Flowey tuned to Mrs. Castro as she walked back in without Ashley.
"I'm Flowey. Flowey the flower." Flowey reintroduced himself.
"A talking flower? How interesting!" Mrs. Castro leaned down. "Frisk, do you mind if I take it to my desk?" Frisk nodded.
"I'm kinda helping Frisk today, so I need to be back with them when the bell rings." Flowey explained.
"Got it." Mrs. Castro nodded as she picked up his flowerpot and moved it to her desk. She then handed out some papers to everyone and explained what the assignment was, and that you could talk to each other. She then returned to her desk.
"I remember you." Mrs. Castro said. "You yelled 'Hail Satan' when Linda tried to smell you at that PTA meeting that one time."
"Oh yeah." Flowey said. What a way to be remembered..."Chara told me to."
"That explains a lot." She said. "You can just call me Gloria."
"Alright." Flowey nodded.
"So, how can you talk?" Gloria asked.
"Well, it's a long story, but basically I have the same Determination that most humans have. I was brought back to life after dying as a flower." Flowey said.
"Hmm, that's interesting." Gloria said. "And you were a monster, correct?"
"Yes, I was. I died back in 2019." Flowey said. "I was 11."
"Oh, that's too young to die." Gloria frowned.
"It is." Flowey sighed. "But it wasn't my fault."
"What happened?" Gloria asked.
"Well, this was back when monsters were entirely too wary of monsters." Flowey said. "A human had fallen underground and died, and I absorbed their soul. I made it above ground with their body, because they wanted to be laid with a patch of flowers in their town. But a bunch of humans saw me with the body and thought I killed them, so they attacked me. I made it back underground before I died." Flowey sighed, recalling that terrible day. Why did he let Chara convince him to go with their plan?
"That's terrible." Gloria shook her head. "Yo siento por su muerte."
"Thank you?" Flowey frowned, confused.
"It means, 'Sorry for your death'." Gloria explained.
"Ah." Flowey nodded. "What language is that?"
"Spanish." Gloria said. "It's my first language. I speak it in the house."
"That's cool." Flowey nodded. "Monsters have their own language, although they know English as well."
"That's interesting." Gloria nodded. The rest of the period continued on like that until the bells rang. Frisk walked up and grabbed Flowey.
"Hey, Frisk." Gloria said. "Don't forget to put him back in your backpack. I don't know how many of the other teachers are going to appreciate a talking flower." Frisk nodded and hummed in appreciation as they tucked Flowey back into their backpack. They signed Thank you and left.
Most of the rest of the day went like that, until it was time for math.
"Frisk, put me on the desk." Flowey said. Frisk looked at him in confusion, but nodded. Linda walked in and paled at the sight of the flower.
"Frisk, no pets are allowed in school." Linda scolded.
"Good thing I'm not a pet, then, huh?" Flowey retorted.
"You're-"
"A flower." Flowey interupted. "There's no way to prove that I'm anything else." Linda glared at him.
"The only way you can speak is if you're alive." Linda retorted.
"I'm here for a reason." Flowey retorted. "And that reason is because someone took out Chara. So you can either deal with me, or deal with Chara." Linda glared at him and and then sighed.
"Very well. Class, here's the daily worksheet, just turn into the bucket by the door when you're done." Linda slammed them onto the front table and left the room.
Wow, I really pissed her off. Flowey thought. The kids all grabbed a worksheet, several of them pushing Frisk out of the way to grab theirs. Everyone sat down and started chatting as they worked on the worksheet. As Flowey expected, Jimmy swaggered up to Frisk.
"Hey freak, what's this?" Jimmy pointed at Flowey.
"I'm Flowey! Flowey the Flower!" Flowey smiled.
"I didn't ask you." Jimmy retorted.
"Well, I'm the one responding. Bcause Frisk doesn't need to respond to the likes of you." Flowey countered as the class went 'ooohh'.
"Wow, she can't even talk." Jimmy scoffed. Flowey noticed Frisk gripping the desk in frustration. "She has to depend on a fucking flower to talk for her? How pathetic."
"How about you shove your wrong pronouns up your ass?" Flowey retorted. "Frisk goes by they/them pronouns."
"That's so fucking stupid." Jimmy scoffed.
"No, you know what's stupid?' Flowey demanded. "Waiting until the person who stands up for an autistic child to be injured and unable to be near them just to pick on the child."
"It's not my fault that Chara's injured." Jimmy defended himself.
"That's a lie and you know it." Flowey turned in shock to the voice as the whole class went silent.
"What the fuck did you just say, freak?" Jimmy demanded of Frisk.
"You attacked them." Frisk said quietly. Loud enough to be heard, but still quiet. They coughed. "They went to get a vital part of the Science Fair thing and you attacked them and knocked them out."
"That-I never-" Jimmy started to retort as everyone started whispering.
"Frisk never talks!"
"They must be telling the truth if it's important enough for them to say it!"
"It is true! I saw it!" Then everyone turned to Jimmy in anger.
"Wait! They're-" Someone slapped Jimmy as other people cheered.
"Frisk, let's get out of here." Flowey said. Frisk nodded and grabbed him and their backpack, and ran out the door.
"Quick! Avoid Linda!" Flowey said. Frisk nodded and ran, sliding past Linda, wo jsut looked at them confused.
"Why are you not in class?" Linda asked as Frisk ran off. She shrugged and continued walking back. Frisk continued running, all the way out to near the pond.
"What now?" Flowey asked. Frisk frowned, and then ran to the side of the pond. Flowey saw a rather determined look on their face as they took very calculated steps over to the fence. Frisk paused and put Flowey in their backpack. Flowey felt them ascend, and then fall for a bit until Frisk hit the ground and continued walking.
"Frisk, did you just climb the fence?" Flowey asked, hearing an affirming hum from Frisk.
"What now?" Flowey asked.
"Home." Frisk said quietly.
"You don't have to talk if you don't want to." Flowey said.
"You can't see me sign." Frisk explained.
"Ah." Flowey said. "Do you normally walk home?"
"Dunkle Sans picks me up." Frisk said.
"That makes sense." Flowey said. "What made you talk to Jimmy?"
"I just-" Suddenly, Flowey felt Frisk get yanked up, and then he felt himself falling as the backpack fell off. He slammed into Frisk's binders, thankfully not breaking the flowerpot. Unfortunately, the backpack was closed.
"Frisk? Friiisk?' Flowey asked, worried. Flowey shoved a leaf under the little gap left by the zipper in an attempt to open it. Unfortunately, it ony served to rip the leaf, he realized as he felt a wave of pain from the leaf.
I'm glad I didn't use my head… He thought as he tried to think of another way to get out without hurting himself or the backpack. He grabbed the zipper on the inside with his teeth, and tried to pull it up, feeling satisfied as it moved up the tiniest bit. He worked hard, pulling it up over the course of several minutes, finally opening it up as he stuck his head out. But he was too late.
Frisk was nowhere to be seen.
*A/N Question time =)
Flame: There a bunch of OCs in the story previously, I found it was too much to handle that many characters at once, especially since they would be in the story for a while, so I got rid of them. They were other people's OCs, which means that Alice and the unborn Dreemurr child are unaffected.
Smashgunner: Linda is an OC created by tumblr. She is Sans' "enemy" in this AU.
Diana Huntress Pines: They wound up showing the video at the PTA instead.
Guest (talking about red attacks): Those are warnings. They are red, but I mean actual attacks that harm the player that are red.
twinkiesgametoo: Yeah, I'm trying to make Sans less temperamental. A lot of comics on tumblr showed him having a really bad temper, like just attacking Linda for no reason, and I didn't want to do that. As for Frisk's backstory...you'll see =)
Also, thank you to everyone for all of the compliments! I'm really happy to know that you guys enjoy this story so much!
See you next week~
~Skater