I woke up in a... crib? Oh, right. I forgot that I'm a baby. I looked to my right and saw Frisk pointing at the window. There was Flowey, staring at us. He opened the window and said to us, "You idiots! Did you not think I would stay? Asriel, I aM YoU. You can't get rid of yourself! You're stuck with me! HahAhHahHA!" Little did Flowey know that Asgore was right below him. -Asgore POV- "Is this thing crazy? I need to get rid of this WEED." So I dug up the plant. It came tumbling down from the window. "AHHHHHH!" It hit the ground with a gentle thud. "Oh man, this thing's alive?! Don't worry! I'll get you a pot!" I exclaimed, I don't want a dead flower on my hands! So I put him in a pot on the counter. "Awe come on! Let me out of here!" "Sorry, but you'll die out there. It's winter you know. Better to stay with the monster King then the snow meiser!" "I don't careeeee. Let me outttt." "No." "Yessss." "No." "Yessss." As you can see, this went on for a while. Soon after, Toriel came in! "Oh my! Aren't you lucky we brought you in here! You would have frozen out there!" "I don't care, Toriel. Let me goooooo." "How do you know my name?" "Asgore told me." "Nope, haven't even told you mine." "Fine, I'll tell you the truth. I'm actually Asriel." "No, you're not." Toriel and I left "Flowey," alone. We went up the stairs to find Asriel and Frisk sleeping like the adorable babies they are. "YOU WILL LET ME OUT OF THIS POT NOW!" Flowey screamed at the top of his stem, and dang is he loud. Then Toriel and I slept. Thankfully, so did the flower. -Asriel POV- Did my dad just put Flowey in a pot? I jumped up and whispered, "THATS WHAT YOU DESERVE YOU STUPID WEED!" Frisk looked at me for a second, then inevitably went back to sleep. I sighed, "I guess it is pretty late." So I went to bed.