First hour was back to it's regularly scheduled hell with the she demon Linda Anderson back. It seemed like Toriel had a talk with her earlier in the morning, because she was going out of her way to try and avoid Frisk. She was even keeping back her foul language when teaching, which was very surprising to most of the kids. None of them believed that she'd make it the rest of the year, however.

They all knew principal Toriel was just waiting for her to give her an excuse to fire her, and that was probably the reason she was doing her best to stay in her lane.

Flowey was helping both Frisk and Shiro out with their work. It turns out, he was REALLY smart and knowledgeable. Guess that's what happens when you have an endless amount of time to do literally anything. He read just about every single book he could get his leaves on.

"Alright so you need to write a book report on a book that you choose. Which book did you pick?" Flowey asked Shiro and Frisk.

'I picked the first Percy Jackson.' Frisk signed.

"I chose The Tale of The Hammer of Justice." Shiro told the flower.

Frisk felt pretty good about their schoolwork. Not only did they have Chara tutoring them sometimes at recess, but now they had Flowey. It seemed silly that Frisk hadn't asked Flowey about this kind of thing before. They should have figured that he'd have known a lot of things.

"Okay since you're in AP reading, and this is fourth grade, I think we should shoot for a sixth grade level book report. I'll help you both through any errors and things you have, but I'm not gonna do it for you, that'd defeat the purpose." Flowey said.

"You're a surprisingly good and responsible tutor, Flowey." Shiro commented.

Flowey rolled his eyes. "I guess. Now finish your damn books. You both only have one chapter left."

Linda was grinding her teeth. She had told the class 'No Talking'. Yet that stupid plant was talking to the lizard and the freak. It was like they were doing it just to antagonize her! Not to mention she could hear other students talking to each other in hushed voices.

After a few more minutes of Flowey talking to Frisk and Shiro, Linda was fed up. She looked up from her desk and cleared her throat.

"Why do I hear talking?!" She demanded, expecting that to get everyone to be quiet.

Flowey looked her right in the eye with a big wide smile. "BECAUSE YOU HAVE EARS YOU DUMBASS BITCH!" He shouted at Linda.

Most of the students in the classroom erupted into laughter at the outburst, while Linda seethed with rage.

She slammed her desk and stood up, she looked like she was gonna cuss out Flowey.

"Oh, Mrs. Anderson, you wouldn't want Toriel to hear about you having another tantrum so soon after she let you keep your job, would you~?" Flowey said in a sing-song voice.

Linda grinded her teeth together before she let out an angry growl as she sat back down.

"I thought so, bitch." Flowey said with the same cheery smile he had since this had begun.

Linda did her best to ignore the flower and just began doing work on her computer.

Flowey took a deep breath before he turned back to Frisk and Shiro. "Now where were we?" He said with an actual smile.

Frisk sighed before they all got back to work.


"Frisk, the answer is thirty nine!" Flowey hissed.

Frisk quickly redid the math to the problem in their head one more time before nodding in agreement. They were now in their third hour, which was math. They hated this class. First of all, their teacher was a jerk.

His name was Mr. Williams. He was an older man who had problems dealing with people that weren't...of a certain skin tone. He usually kept himself well mannered with kids, but they could tell he didn't like some of them. It was really bad with Monsters. But he tries not to cause scenes, so he wasn't as bad as Mrs. Anderson.

Flowey watched Frisk as they filled out the sheet of equations before them. He would tell Frisk which problems they got wrong usually just by saying "Wrong."

Frisk would mark each problem they got wrong and would move onto the next problem. They did this until they finished the sheet.

'Why didn't you wait until I finished with them all for question seven?' Frisk signed to Flowey.

"Because that one was so obviouuuus!" Flowey groaned.

'But they all are obvious to you.' Frisk signed.

"That one should have been obvious to you!" Flowey hissed.

Frisk rolled their eyes and went about fixing their work, Flowey helping where he needed to. Once Flowey told Frisk that they got every problem right, they turned it into Mr. Williams.


Frisk placed Flowey on their lunch table. They were first yet again. They had two trays with them today, one for them and one for Flowey.

Flowey had chosen the spaghetti, which wasn't all that shocking. Frisk got a slice of pizza.

'Do you want me to feed you again Flowey?' Frisk asked the flower.

Flower grumbled to himself as he rolled his eyes. "Like I told you last night you nimrod, I can eat just fine on my own!" Flowey hissed.

Frisk pouted a little. 'Come on, it'll be cute~!' they signed.

"It'll be embarrassing." Flowey grunted.

'Please?'

Flowey shut his eyes as he growled to himself. "Ugh! Fine! If only to get you to stop pestering me about it! But this will not be a regular thing!" Flowey shouted.

Frisk's only response was giggling. They fed Flowey forkful after forkful of his spaghetti.

"Ngh. This is okay. I'm glad I can still taste it, but it's…..bland? It's nothing like Papyrus's Spaghetti." Flowey commented before he swallowed.

'Most cafeteria food is worse than ours. Some of their food is actually pretty good. Spaghetti is not one of them, however. Next time? I'd go for the chicken and fries.' Frisk signed.

"Noted." Flowey said before he was fed another forkful of spaghetti.

As Frisk fed Flowey, they looked around the cafeteria to see if they could find MK and Shiro. No such luck. They did however notice a couple of mean looking kids heading towards their table. They were a grade higher than them. Frisk sighed and decided to focus on feeding Flowey.

The two kids slammed their trays down on the table, startling Frisk and annoying Flowey.

"Weird ass pet you got there, freak." One of them said.

Frisk ignored them and tried to feed Flowey again, but he was suddenly uninterested in eating.

"I'm not a pet, idiot." Flowey spat.

Both kids laughed at him. "Wow! You taught it how to talk, I'm impressed, Freak! Even more impressed because you can't even talk, yourself!"

'I can talk, Jordan! I just prefer to use sign language!' Frisk signed.

Jordan just laughed. "I'm sorry, I don't know what that flinging around of your hands is supposed to mean. Use your words." He said.

"Hey, why don't you leave them alone, you jerk." Flowey said, turning to face them both.

"Why don't you shut up and sit there like a good little flower pet ." The other child said. "You monsters have no respect."

"Hello, mr kettle. I'm mr. pot. I hate to break this to you. But I think you might be black." Flowey growled.

The kid just scoffed. "My name is Mike and I'm white you colorblind flower. Now do what we told you to before you lose a few petals." Mike growled, glaring at Flowey in his attempt to be threatening.

Frisk was very concerned now. 'Flowey...don't…'

Flowey was nowhere near as powerful as he was even before he stole a single one of those souls. But he still was quite capable of killing both of these kids if he wanted to.

"I'd like to see you try. But I'm guessing you're bit...lacking in the brain department. I'm not sure you'd figure out how." Flowey said.

"...wha?" Mike said in confusion.

Flowey began giggling at Mike's hushed exclamation of confusion. "Thanks for proving my point! Here, let me put it in simple terms for you to understand." Flowey said before smiling brightly.

"I'm calling you both stupid. Dumb. Idiots. Dumbasses. I could probably think of a few more words from here, but you're both probably too stupid to know precisely what they mean." Flowey said.

Mike and Jordan both reached over to Flowey, intent on ripping him apart. They were stopped in their tracks when vines wrapped around their arms and throats.

"Golly. You two really ARE idiots." Flowey chuckled. "You're lucky that my sibling Frisk is against violence. If they weren't, well…" Flowey trailed off before he grew, his head stretching further out of his pot and over Mike and Jordan.

"Public place or not, I'd tear you both apart limb by limb. Maybe get a little creative and try and make art out of the pieces of your bodies." Flowey said in a demonic voice.

Mike and Jordan just responded with terrified babbling.

"I'm going to let you both leave intact, but I'm not doing so without punishing you since it's clear your parents won't do their jobs." Flowey said before giggling creepily.

He spun them around...and proceeded to give them both atomic wedgies in front of the entire cafeteria. He then shoved them yards away into the now laughing crowd.

He shrunk back down to his normal size and looked at Frisk. "...Was that...good?" He asked.

Frisk gave him a look before giggling. 'Well, it was funny. And you didn't hurt them, physically anyway, so I'm not mad at you if that's what you're asking.' They signed.

Flowey smiled at them, genuinely. "...Think you could keep feeding me?" He asked.

Frisk smiled back at Flowey and got their fork ready. 'Of course, bro.' They signed.

A few minutes later MK and Shiro arrived. Their class had to stay a little late because of a fight that broke out.

Frisk was eager to introduce them to Flowey, who was immediately interested in meeting Frisk's friends.

Flowey immediately told them how Frisk was picked on by Mike and Jordan and what he did to them.

He got a high five from Shiro and a shower of praise from MK. Both of which made Flowey blush and laugh.

All in all, the kids had a good lunch today.


During recess, Frisk sat under a tree with Flowey. Away from the playground and away from the other students.

Frisk tapped Flowey's petals, getting the flower's attention. "What is it, Frisk?" He asked.

'Why do so many people, especially other children, hate me so much?' Frisk asked Flowey.

Flowey looked away at the ground. "You have to ask ME that?" Flowey huffed.

He turned back to Frisk with a sigh. "Look, Frisk. I don't have all the answers. I'm probably the last person you should ask that kind of question. Isn't the skelepun the school's guidance counselor?" Flowey pointed out.

Frisk sighed and just gave the flower a shrug. '...I…' Frisk began signing, but didn't continue for a few moments. 'I don't want to worry him or the others. I just want to figure out why, maybe I can get them to stop.' Frisk signed.

Flowey looked Frisk in the eye before sighing. "I doubt humans will get much better. The only part of that question I think I can answer is why other children don't like you. That would be because either their parents are teaching them to hate you and monsters, or they're jealous of you." Flowey told the human.

'Why would anybody be jealous of me? ' Frisk asked.

Flowey chuckled a little at the question. "Seriously, Frisk?" Flowey grinned. "There are a lot of reasons why."

Frisk was unconvinced.

Flowey rolled his eyes. "For starters, you're one of the most amazing people I've ever met. Human or Monster. You're ten years old and you've already accomplished way more than most people have or will accomplish in their entire lives. And despite how much people pick on you, you don't let it get you. You never get angry at them, you always will try to choose forgiveness. That takes real strength." Flowey told the human.

"I'm a prime example of your strength, Frisk. If you gave up on me, I wouldn't be here telling you all this."

Frisk picked up Flowey's pot and hugged him. "...Thank you." Frisk spoke, trying to contain their tears.

Flowey wrapped his vines around Frisk, reciprocating their hug. "...Frisk, your tears are really salty and kind of hurt." Flowey said as he felt his roots soak them up.

"Sorry."

They pulled away a moment later, Flowey coughing a bit. Frisk took him out of the pot and planted him in the ground.

'Feel better?' Frisk asked, signing again.

"Yeah...thanks, Frisk. Mind if I stay here until recess is over?" Flowy said as he stretched out his roots.

'Not at all, Flowey. Not at all.' Frisk signed.

Flowey gave the human a small genuine smile. "Thank you, Frisk." Flowey said sincerely.

Frisk smiled back at Flowey and ruffled his petals. 'No problem, Flowey.'


Frisk had Flowey on their desk, they were both paying attention to Mr. Jones' lecture. It was about George Washington, the first president of the United States.

It was clear to Frisk that Flowey was extremely bored and almost...bothered.

A few minutes into Mr. Jones' lecture, Flowey surprised Frisk by raising his leaf to ask a question. They had expected him to just ignore everything, but he had surprised them multiple times already today.

"Yes Flowey?" Mr. Jones said.

Flowey lowered his leaf. "Mr. Jones...why don't you have anything on Monster History?" The flower asked.

Mr. Jones clapped his hands together. "Well...we still don't know everything there is about Monsters, so I don't think it's my place to really teach that." He answered.

Flowey's eyes narrowed. "But Ms. Toriel, the principal, your boss, has told you plenty and has given you books."

"And I told her I'd rather if a Monster teaches Monster History." Mr. Jones said.

Flowey just grunted at that answer. "So you're uncomfortable with teaching a topic about Monsters?" Flowey asked.

Mr. Jones sighed. "Yes, but not because of personal reasons as you might think. It's solely because I don't feel like I'd do a very good job at it." He told the flower sincerely.

Flowey grunted again, that answer was satisfying. Mr. Jones sighed in relief. "If that's all, may I get back to teaching, Flowey?" Mr. Jones asked.

Flowey rolled his eyes. "Yeah yeah, keep teaching about Washington." He said in a clearly annoyed tone.


Frisk was carrying Flowey in their backpack as they walked. They were heading for the front of the school, because it was time to go home. Seventh hour had just ended, and they were both pretty tired.

As they rounded the corner, Frisk saw Sans standing in front of the doors. "Hey kid." He greeted.

Frisk waved at the skeleton with a smile. 'Thought I'd have to find you in the sea of students and parents.' They signed.

Sans chuckled at that statement. "Nah. Thought I'd come find you and the flower today. We're taking a shortcut, too."

Frisk grew a bright happy smile and bounced excitedly. They always loved taking Sans' shortcuts. They were also so thrilling to them.

Flowey could feel that there was something wrong and gave Sans a look that clearly stated that he wanted an explanation. Sans nodded, saying he'd give him one later.

The skeleton held his hand out to Frisk. "Ready to go kids?" He asked both Frisk and Flowey.

Frisk nodded eagerly while Flowey grumbled. "Yeah yeah...let's just go."

Sans grabbed Frisk's hand and walked to the nearest door. He turned the knob and opened it, revealing the entrance to their house. He stepped inside and closed the door.

"Home sweet home kids."

"Hey Frisk, mind leaving me with Sans for a bit?" Flowey asked Frisk.

Frisk shrugged and took him out of their bag and handed him to Sans.

"Thank you Frisk." Flowey said.

Frisk gave him a thumbs up before they ran upstairs. Flowey turned his attention to the skeleton. "Okay, tell me what's going on."

Sans walked over to the couch and sat down, placing Flowey on the coffee table. "There were a few vans that kept driving by the school all day. They had Anti Monster Propaganda all over their vans." Sans told Flowey.

"I think they were planning to do something to Frisk." Sans told the flower.

Flowey was listening intently now. "Do you think they were with the Anti Monster Congrative?" He asked.

Sans shook his head. "They weren't that sophisticated. But I'm pretty sure there have been sightings of members of that and many other anti monster groups all over Ebott lately."

Flowey groaned in annoyance. "Do you really think any of them would actually try to do something to Frisk?"

Sans nodded grimly. "Especially the A.M.C. Those guys will do just about anything."

"...Asgore or Toriel or whoever is the leader of the Monsters now really needs to reinstate the Royal Guard." Flowey said.

Sans nodded in agreement. "Yeah I know. Things are looking like they're gonna get really dangerous very fast."

A/N: Holy shit guys. In the time it took me to write chapter 8 this story exploded to almost 150! This is amazing. Thank you all so much for reading my story