Sans somehow did think helping Flowey would be a good idea. He looks good, and he can keep Papyrus' friend in check.
"Heya." Sans said in the dark alley. He was oddly uncomfortable, to escape he would have to run. And this flower killed him before.
"Trash bag." "I was thinking, you have nowhere to go." "I'll tell you like I told Toriel, absolutely not!" "You get to be near Papyrus and I ugh won't do anything to you."
"You impaled me with bones the first reset. I didn't even do anything. Not to mention lasers, and whatever you were trying with your telekinesis. What makes me think you aren't lying now? I don't have a soul to turn me naive."
"Ugh. Would you feel better if I let you easily torture me a bit?" How do you apoligize for that? Flowey did take it and spared him, after a while.
The first time he pretended to spare Flowey and ripped his petals off one by one before crushing him to death.
Flowey didn't accept his spare the second time, instead using it against him and stalling the turn out. "Sans, quit attacking. I have not attacked you once. Just because you know I'm the anomaly doesn't mean I'm a bad guy." "Until you are."
Getting annoyed at the stalling turn, Sans was getting ready to cheat, when Flowey caught on and tied Sans to a tree with some vines.
Sans did shortcut out, not before the weed burrowed underground.
"I could do that anyway!" "Not with me, being willing." "Then promise, trash bag. I don't exactly think you're honest." "You're gonna make me, aren't you?" "If this isn't a trick to save your skin. Are you really sorry or not?"
"I- I promise. Nothing you do to me now leaves my lips." Flowey lifted a vine, causing Sans to shake, but instead he was being hugged. "That's all I wanted, a genuine apology. Was that so hard, trash bag?" Sans shook his head. "Flowey, this is uncomfortable."
"Oh well. It's going to be more uncomfortable if you adopt me, like you met here for." "I wasn't expecting you to accept this, this quickly." "Well, let's get this over with. Papyrus is bound to ask where I live eventually. And I'm not explaining that!"
"Well, I never got an explanation." "Don't press your luck. You've gotten off easy lately." "Yeah."
Sans entered the door with Flowey to be greeted by Papyrus. "Sans, it's 2am. Where have you been?" "I found a kid that needs our help. He doesn't have parents." Papyrus noticed Flowey. "I guess I can excuse your tardiness for now. Call next time! Or did you not charge your cellphone, again!" Papyrus went upstairs.
"I can get around on my own." "Right." Sans put Flowey down. "Enjoy adoption tomorrow. Oh and let me give you a strange wizard tip for Frisk." "Huh?" "A sock in wizard culture is saying you wish not to have them around.
It's a good way to make an enemy. It isn't like us where it shows appreciation. Never do that to a wizard, or make an enemy for life. And you have plenty of enemies."
"So a sock for Omori as an apology?" "I don't know how nonmagical emotion humans are. Do I look like a human expert. I been underground for a while too!?" "Right. No, just incase."
The next day, Sans took a detour to an adoption agency, after work. Papyrus understood why he would be late for dinner. Flowey was nervous about the adoption, what if Sans couldn't? He really didn't want to go to a foster system. Why wasn't it like the underground where orphans are allowed to roam free? He didn't see a problem with that.
Sans was led into a private room with Flowey. It had a lot of toys. And was very green. "Hello, Sans." Sans accepted he was rather infamous among the humans, well more infamous than MT. Ebott all together. "You wish to adopt Flowey. Who I'm sure should be in emergency care. But of course you don't care to take care of your own. How unsurprising." The social worker looked unamused at this scenario, "I would decline if it wouldn't provoke civil unrest, do you have a room for this monster?" Sans was debating how to answer when Flowey announced, "I will be taking the basement. Sans can easily convert that to a bedroom." "Of course."
"Okay. I'll be coming over to do a home visit in a week. For now, Flowey is in your emergency care." The lady passed some documents for Sans to fill out. The lady looked at the forms. "Right, you don't know your last name, Flowey?" "No." Flowey lied, he will not ever admit to being a Dreemurr, especially in front of his trash heap of an adoptive dad! "Well, you can just take Sans' last name. If all goes well."
Sans met Papyrus at the same restaurant where he was attacked, "Nice choice, bro." Sans mumbled. Flowey shrugged as much as a flower could. "You need this brother!" Papyrus was smiling. "Also I can take my test next week! My instructor says I am doing really well!" "Awesome." "That's great Papyrus. I can't wait until you pass." Sans looked at Flowey, who was behaving for now.
"How's the adoption going? Is it settled?" "After a home visit." Sans shrugged. "I'll have to set up the basement for the young man." "Sans, I'm proud of you." Papyrus beamed.
Later, Sans was busy enrolling Flowey in school. "I'll be behind. I'm 11 and know nothing!" "So you'll fit in with other children from our nation." "What if they bully me?" "They bully you. I'd be prepared for that, many people are still mad at us."
Flowey was anxious on his first day of middle school. He went inside the combined school of Mt. City, Dreamworld, and Hogsmade.
Flowey sat in his first class beside two other monsters. A big purple monster and a green monster, who he learned were Van and Boss. Apparently, they were from Dreamworld.
A teacher entered, and her face turned into a glare at seeing Flowey. "Hello, class. No bullying will be tolerated here. Especially towards humans." Flowey knew she was talking to him. He was the only Mt. City kid in his class. There weren't a lot of kids in Mt. Ebott, and many were younger than him. He couldn't think of too many teens besides the icecaps and chilldrakes. And the chilldrakes were high school age.
Meanwhile Sans was clearing out the basement on his day off. He had to ask Undyne for help. "You rely on your magic too much!" She yelled as she moved Sans' machine to the attic. "We are sparing after this." Sans shrugged, "No excuses, Sans. Physical strength is part of what makes us strong."
And this is how Sans ended up sparing Undyne against his will. Sure, no one did any magic, but it was still exhausting. Undyne had the dummy do attacks towards them. Sans did learn he kept the ability to dodge, to his relief.
Flowey was continuing school. One small Hogsmade red headed girl was teasing him, "I'm an orphan. My parents are dead! Just like the child your adoptive father killed!" That lasted until Boss slapped her hard, "We don't make fun of orphans here. Many of us are." "What!" "Didn't you know Dreamworld kids are mostly orphans?" Van said unamused. "Something wrong with that." "Of course not! The Boy-Who-Lived was an orphan!" "Who's the Boy-Who-Lived?" Flowey was being looked at, as if he had three heads. "You have a lot to learn, Flowey." Boss started. "He's the hero of the wizarding world. Why muggleborns can roam free." "What's a muggleborn?" Flowey was only getting more and more confused. "A magical person born to non magical parents." "That's possible." "Of course." The girl nearly screamed. "It used to be a big thing. Many didn't want muggleborns in the magical world. We didn't even have primary schools for young wizards at the time. Unfortunately like muggleborns, squibs are a thing." Van seeing Flowey's confused expression explained, "A non magical person born to magical parents." "Yeah." The girl mumbled. "Why I'm here instead of Hogwarts." Flowey didn't really care. But he did wonder why they put magical monsters with squib children. That was asking for resentment.
Flowey burrowed home to see Sans waiting on him. He was led to his room. "I love it!" Flowey exclaimed. The walls were sky blue with a nice red carpet. Didn't really match, but it was awesome. There was a small dirt pot on the floor. Not small enough to be confining, but small enough to keep the soil in Flowey's roots and only his roots.
Many books were lined up on bookshelves. Flowey didn't miss multiple books on monster etiquette. He was being told something. Art supplies also filled some shelves. "I'm glad you love it. Let's hope the social worker does."
The social worker did. Although, she did mandate therapy for the now three monster household. "Just in case Flowey gets any harmful ideas." Though that was mostly towards Sans.
Later that week, Sans and Papyrus walked to the driving test. He was glad Toriel, Frisk, and Undyne came too. He wasn't too pleased to see Omori. Mari was an okay addition however. Sans didn't know her very well.
Papyrus passed his test, getting a high five from Frisk, to Omori's unspoken anger.