Chapter 6:
Flowey's P.O.V- third person
Frisk led- or rather carried- Flowey to a large, bustling room with tons of kids inside. Flowey wrinkled his nose.
"Oh my god, what is that smell?" Flowey asked, barely able to keep from gagging. Frisk gave the flower and apologetic glance.
Cafeteria food, they signed. Flowey began to feel queasy.
"Hey Frisk?" he asked. "Can we possibly not go in there? My breakfast is threatening to make an appearance." Frisk noticed the flower's slightly green face and didn't hesitate to hurry outside. They sat down on the grass and put Flowey's pot beside them.
"Thanks Frisk." Flowey muttered. Frisk simply nodded, and unwrapped the sandwich Toriel had packed them. Once they finished that, they pulled out a packet of gummy worms that caught Flowey's eye.
"What are those?" he asked suspiciously. Frisk put the bag down momentarily to sign.
Gummy worms, They signed. Want one? Flowey snorted.
"Pshh, like I'd eat worms," the flower said. "I'm a flower, not a bird. Learn the difference." Frisk shrugged and opened the bag. Flowey immediately regretted saying no when a delicious smell wafted out of the bag. Flowey gazed at the gummy worms curiously.
10 seconds passed...
15 seconds passed...
20 seconds pass-
"Fine!" Flowey snapped. "Give me one!" Frisk stared at the seething flower for a second before realizing what Flowey was on about. They cautiously reached into the bag and brought out a pink and blue gummy worm and held it out to Flowey, who was very quick to grab a hold of it with his teeth, nearly biting Frisk in the process.
Wow! Frisk signed. You must really like candy!
Flowey chewed furiously.
No? Well I-
"I DO AND I HATE IT!" Flowey shouted, accidentally spraying bits of gummy worm in front of him. Frisk tried to hold in a laugh but was unsuccessful. Flowey glared at them, and speared the bag of gummy worms with a wine, pulling it back towards him. Frisk stared at the flower in shock. Flowey shrugged.
"What?" he asked through a mouthful of gummy worms. "I never said I lost any of my magic."
The two of them remained in comfortable silence for about 5 minutes, in which Flowey devoured nearly the entire bag of gummy worms.
Then, things kinda went downhill.
Unbeknownst to Frisk, two kids that had been bullying Frisk for some time had started to make their way over to the duo. Frisk noticed a second too late, and quickly picked up Flowey, accidentally knocking the gummy bear he had been eating out of his mouth.
"Frisk!" Flowey scolded. "That was the last pink and blue one you idio-" Frisk clamped a hand over Flowey's mouth, being mindful of the plants delicate structure. Flowey, not liking being gagged for the third time that day, decided to let Frisk know how much he detested this and bit them. Frisk yanked their hand away from Flowey's mouth, glaring at the flower. Flowey simply smiled at the enraged child.
"Hey look, its the monster kid!" One of the children suddenly said, scaring the crap outta Flowey, who had been more focused on biting Frisk then paying attention to the other kids.
"Aww look, they've got a pet flower, the little baby!" the other one teased. Frisk remained silent and stared at their shoes.
"Whats wrong freak?" one of the children taunted. "Cat got your tongue?" Frisk kept their eyes on the ground.
One of the children, evidently tired with Frisk's lack of communication, moved to hit the child. Flowey patiently waited for Frisk to dodge. He's seen how good the kid is at avoiding attacks.
But to Flowey's utmost surprise, Frisk simply took the hit. He quickly checked Frisk's stats. 18/20 HP. Not the strongest attack, but if Frisk didn't do anything about it... Well, it would only be 9 more attacks and then... you know.
This is where Flowey decided to intervene.
"Howdy!" he cried, efficiently snagging the attention of the two kids who were bullying Frisk. They clearly hadn't expected Flowey to talk.
"Aww look, the little toy talks." one of them teased.
"I'm Flowey, Flowey the flower!" Flowey said. This was practically a routine for him now. The kids practically fell over laughing.
"No way, it actually says its name?" One of them exclaimed. "What kind of name is Flowey anyways?" Flowey was immediately offended. He liked his name, thank you very much.
Ok, Flowey thought. Enough screwing around. He quickly entered battle mode, efficiently scaring the crap out of the kids.
"Wha-Whats going on?" One of the kids asked, clearly frightened. Flowey grinned evilly.
"Your in a battle with me!" he chirped. The kids cast frightened looks at each other.
"Wha-whats- I-we- don't understand!" One of the kids said. Flowey sighed. Kids were really slow sometimes. At least Frisk was a quick learner. He wasn't going to be kind enough to teach these kids the ins and outs of battle, however.
"Its pretty simple," he admitted. "You see that reddish-blackish thing? That's your SOUL. Dodge everything I throw at it." Flowey quickly trapped the kids SOULS in a ring of 'friendliness pellets'. One of the kids let out a frightened squeak.
"Are you sorry for being nasty to Frisk, idiots?" he called to them. There were some courses of yes, and nodding of the heads. Flowey pretended to examine one of his leaves.
"Hmm," he said, appearing to be bored, when in reality, he was having the best time ever. "I don't believe you." He quickly sped up the 'friendliness pellets', making them grow nearer and nearer to the kids SOULS every second.
"No please Mister Flower!" One of the kids cried. "We really are so sorry!" Flowey sighed.
"Who am I kidding?" he asked himself, then looked at the kids. "Your not sorry at all. You're perfectly happy with bullying Frisk." He made the circle of 'friendliness pellets' even smaller.
"Tell you what," he said. "You leave Frisk alone, and I wont kill you. Deal?" The kids frantically nodded their heads, looking at the ring of 'friendliness pellets' as if expecting them to disappear.
They didn't.
Flowey continued to observe his leaves, completely oblivious of the frightened looks the kids were giving him. Oh man, this was so much fun.
"Um- Mr Flower?" One of the kids asked hesitantly. Flowey's head snapped up.
"Its Flowey," he said automatically. "What do you want?" The kids started shaking, eying the 'friendliness pellets' that were getting closer and closer.
"I-I thought you weren't going to kill us." he said. Flowey gave him an extra wide grin.
"Oh, those 'friendliness pellets' wont kill you," he said. "Most likely they'll just knock off one or two HP. Consider it payback for what you did to Frisk." he didn't bother mentioning that he was to weak to have attacks that would deal a significant amount of damage. Nobody needed to know that.
The 'friendliness pellets' hit the kids SOULS, and like Flowey predicted, they only knocked off about 2 HP. Flowey felt a wave of temptation wash over him. He could kill the kids and absorb their SOULS. That was always an option.
Flowey immediately dismissed the idea. No, these kids were to weak, they didn't have a lot of DETERMINATION.
With that in mind, Flowey, for the first time in his life (as far as he could tell) SPARED the kids. They all exited battle mode, and the kids ran off as fast as their legs could carry them. Flowey grinned triumphantly. Success.
Flowey was jolted back into reality when Frisk picked him up, scaring the crap outta him. He hadnt known Frisk was there.
"Holy crap Frisk, let me know your their next time!" Flowey gasped. Frisk didn't reply, and instead started walking back towards the building, taking Flowey with them.
"Frisk?" Flowey asked. "You ok?" Frisk gave a nod, and signed something to the golden flower.
I just don't get it, they said. Flowey was confused. What didn't they get?
Flowey voiced this question aloud, and Frisk stopped to talk to them.
Why did you stick up for me? they asked. That's twice today you've done that. That's a little odd for you. Flowey had to admit, he had been acting a little strange, constantly sticking up for Frisk all the time.
"I guess," Flowey said, slightly uncomfortable with the topic. He didn't want Frisk to know why he was sticking up for them.
Why Flowey? Frisk asked. Flowey started squirming in his pot.
"I told you, I don't like bullies." Flowey said, avoiding eye contact. Frisk frowned, evidently not believing the flower. Flowey sighed.
"Ok, if you must know, its because you remind me of someone." he said hesitantly. "And if you ask who, I will smack you to next week." Frisk put their hands up in surrender, and started walking again. A thought suddenly struck Flowey, and he realized he should have asked this sooner.
"Frisk," he said curiously. "Why did you just take the hits that jerk gave you?" Frisk froze up, if only for a second. They then started walking again.
Its just less trouble that way, they signed. Flowey frowned.
"Admittedly, this probably isn't my area of expertise," Flowey said. "But don't you think you should tell someone about this?" Frisk gave a barely audible sigh.
Yeah, I know, they signed. I've been putting it off. But i guess you'll tell, wont you? Flowey snorted.
"Please. I couldn't give a damn whether or not you tell someone," he said. "Its your choice." Frisk bit their lip, then started signing again.
I guess I should tell Toriel or Sans or Papyrus, they admitted. Flowey found himself nodding, agreeing with what the child was saying-err, signing.
"Hey Frisk?" Flowey asked suddenly. "Do we get to go home now?" a sideways grin worked its way onto Frisks face.
Nope, they signed. We've still got about 4-5 hours left. Flowey gasped.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
Wassup wombats? Another chapter done! Are you guys proud of me?
I seriously didn't expect to update so soon, but I had a burst of inspiration, and though: What the heck? So I wrote this up on my dad's computer, which is a challenge in itself, as his computer is ridiculously slow, and its got one of those keyboards with the keys that pop out of the keyboard, you know? Needless to say, it was very time consuming to write this chapter, but hey, I had fun doing it, so, whatevs.
Ok, but honestly, I have no idea when the next chapter is going to be. My upload schedule has swan dived out of the window, abandoning me and shattering the window glass.
Anyways:
Au revoir, little biscuits!