When we got to her home in the Ruins, she had a million questions to ask me. From the feeling of being a flower to what I've been up to recently and, most importantly, how I'm alive. I started off with the most important question, naturally. "First off, Frisk can reset time to any number of fixed points. Don't start talking yet though- it gets less believable. Frisk and I can remember these alternate timelines, and I was always a flower at the beginning of these. The reason being, Alphys put determination into flowers and my soul found one. I was always without feeling, which made me do... things. Anyway, in one of these timelines they made me regular, and gave me their soul so I could see you guys. But during it he reset the timeline, making both of us live and allowing me to feel again." I said said quickly so that we could move to other questions. I didn't want her to know about my many murders. "Now you're lying, right?" She asked, now confused. "And what were these things you did?" She inquired innocently. I sighed. "Do you really want to know?" I pleaded, tears starting to form. She nodded. "Murder. I killed so much mom!" I said, tears streaming down my face. I thought of everyone that I've killed. She was surprised to hear what I did, and that I was so sincere about my feelings toward it. She hesitantly gave my shaking stem a hug, drying my tears. "O-okay. D-did you kill anyone in this timeline?" She shakily asked. I shook my head no. She breathed a sigh of relief before stating that I was grounded. "What?!" I asked, flabbergasted. "I can't let murder go unpunished. So, no talking to Frisk, or anyone besides me for a week, along with being confined to this pot." She commanded. Dang it. "But I've only existed for, like, an hour!" I retorted, hoping for her to take back the punishment. "And you'll exist for a lot longer." She smiled. "Now, let's show you around the house." I sighed, resigning to my fate. But hey, at least I'm not unfeeling anymore. Or outside. That's a definite plus.