It was night time, visiting hours were over and Asriel was going to go home with his family the next day once the doctors gave him one final check up. The hospital room was dark and was dimly lit by a television Asriel was watching, on it was a boxy robot who was trying to cook a quiche. Beside him were a bouquet of yellow flowers, and at that moment a face formed on one of them and spoke to Asriel.
"This show sucks! Change the channel!" The voice said, catching Asriel by surprise, he looked over and saw it was Flowey, smiling at him with his sickening, falsely innocent face.
"F-Flowey!?" Asriel said, shocked to see that he still existed.
"Ta-da! It's me! Flowey the Flower!" Flowey said before disappearing into the bouquet and then erupting out of the foot of his bed, causing Asriel to jump back.
"Golly, you sure look surprised. What? Did you think I was dead!?" Flowey said to Asriel, his face twisting into an insane, toothy grin at the last word. Asriel was shocked and crawled to the edge of the bed, his heart racing.
"Maybe I am, maybe this is all just a bad dream, conjured up by the mind of a sick, twisted psycho! Or maybe, this is all real, because after all, Flowey and Asriel are one and the same, get the picture?" Flowey said with a wink and then moved forward like a snake, coming face to face with Asriel. In response Asriel shut his eyes tightly.
"You're not real, you're not real, you're not real." Asriel repeated to himself fearfully only for Flowey to hold his eyes open with his leaves.
"HEY! Look at me when I'm talking to you smartass!" Flowey yelled, and then smirked.
"So, Dr. Ding Dong Bastard sent you back here to fix the whole universe and clean up the timelines eh? And all YOU have to do is stop that colossal IDIOT Chara from going ahead with his moronic plan. You remember the one, don't you?" Flowey said. Asriel did in fact remember what Chara did in the original timeline. Chara poisoned himself with the same flowers he inadvertently poisoned Asgore with and then allowed Asriel to absorb his soul. From there Chara crossed the barrier with his own body while in possession of Asriel and attempted to wipe out his home village with Asriel's powers. Asriel and Chara both died, Asriel turned into Flowey for reasons he didn't fully understand and Chara was lost in limbo, becoming a vengeful spirit who he learned possessed the eighth fallen human Frisk.
"So you do remember?" Flowey said with a smirk, slithering around Asriel. "Remember, stop Chara and everything will be hunky-dorey. But of course, HE will not want the game to end so anti-climatically, I can't wait to see what will happen this time around!" Flowey said before disappearing beneath Asriel's blankets, he threw them off and searched for Flowey only to find there was nothing there. Asriel fell back onto his pillows, calming down a little but feeling disturbed nonetheless.
"He? Was he referring to Chara?" Asriel asked himself, eventually falling to sleep.
The next few days for Asriel were almost dreamlike, he was overwhelmed with thoughts and feelings he was denied during the many years he spent imprisoned within Flowey. On his first day out of the hospital, Asriel was greeted with a surprise party held at the castle hosted in his honor. He spent the day with his family and friends playing games, feasting on baked goods cooked by his mother and eating her famous butterscotch and cinnamon pie. Despite the great time he was having, Asriel felt that his best friend Chara was avoiding him. During the party Chara kept to himself, and he barely spoke since Asriel awoke from his coma. Later that night, Asriel was awakened to the sound of Asgore speaking loudly, angrily. Listening around for a while to see if maybe he was imagining things, he did in fact hear his father angrily speaking into his old, outdated cell phone from the living room, light thumps being heard from him pacing back and forth. Asriel looked to Chara who was in bed on the opposite side of the room, turned towards the wall and still asleep. Asriel crawled out of bed and approached the living room from the hall and saw Asgore, who was pacing back and forth, talking to someone and dressed in his bed robe as if he had been woken up in the middle of the night.
"Out of the question! I don't care if it could break the barrier! He came to us for help, if we go down that path we're no better than the people who live on the surface!"
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"That was an accident you fool! He's a child, you can't blame him for a mistake like that!"
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"This is a dead issue, Chara stays! And if you enjoy your job MY advice is you never mention this again!" Asgore loudly finished before disconnecting the caller and slumping onto the armchair with a worried sigh, his face sinking into a troubled frown, Asriel looked at him sadly from across the hall.
"Dad? Why are you angry? Is something wrong?" Asriel asked worriedly. Asgore looked at Asriel with a tired smile as his son approached him. Asgore wrapped his arms around Asriel in a hug.
"Asriel, my son. Sorry I woke you up... Everything's fine..." Asgore said with a sigh as tears started to well in Asriel's eyes. Asriel was worried because he heard Asgore's conversation with the person on the phone and didn't want anything bad to happen to Chara.
"Dad?" Asriel pleaded, his voice shaking and his eyes wide.
"Shhh..." Asgore comforted Asriel, patting him on the back, the large, golden haired goat monster's voice softening. "Everything is going to be fine Asriel... I promise. Please, go back to bed young one."
Toriel then entered the room from across the hall, tired looking and wearing her white nightgown.
"Asgore? Come back to bed dear." Toriel said sleepily to Asgore.
"Coming Tori." Asgore responded gently, letting go of Asriel. Toriel then yawned and looked towards Asriel.
"You too my child." Toriel said to him, Asriel nodded, wiping some of the tears from his eyes. Asriel went back to his room and laid down on bed, turning in to go back to sleep. Meanwhile, however, Chara was facing the wall, eyes open and filled with sadness, clutching his blankets with his trembling fingers.
The next day, Chara awoke from his bed early in the morning, he looked over to Asriel and saw a lump beneath the blankets, and assumed that his friend and adoptive brother was still asleep. It was around 6:00 in the morning and nobody else was awake yet. Chara arose from his bed, the cool morning air chilling his toes as his bare feet met the wooden floor.
"Alright, today's the day. I'm going through with this." Chara said to himself. Chara first went into the kitchen and grabbed a knife which he could use to cut the flowers. He then went towards Asgore's throne room, quietly unlocking a chain which separated the staircase leading to it from their living quarters in the castle. Walking down the halls of the castle, he came unto a bridge which looked out towards the rest of the city Asgore ruled, he took one final look at the stone city and it's tall buildings before proceeding. He entered the hall of judgement, a large hall with stained glass windows decorated with the delta rune that shone brightly with the sun that came in through a crack in the side of the mountain. The hall was long and had stone pillars on each side, and golden and orange colored tiles covering the length of the floor. As Chara walked through the hall, he was instead met with the silhouette of Asriel, who was waiting for him.
"Chara. We need to talk." Asriel said, Chara readied his knife in response.