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Flooding memories

It was a quiet, sunny day outside. Under the great shadow of an oak tree, on a beautiful hill, filled with greenery and small wild flowers, gently swayed by the wind, there he sat. His back supported by the rough bark, slightly slouched, looking at his hand, trying to remember the good times...when everything was rather...simple, well, simpler.

His attention was suddenly directed towards his smaller brother, practicing some fighting stances in the grass, red scarf fluttering in the wind heroically. He wished he could be like his brother, oblivious to everything, taking joy in everything around him, not having a head filled with unnecessary, worrying thoughts. The corners of his smile took a rather sad turn as he looked down at the grass, spotting a tiny flower, a rather cute one, with yellow petals, as if it was smiling back at him.

"What are YOU looking at, smiley trash-bag?" suddenly rang through his mind, he paused for a bit, staring at the flower, hollow eye sockets, his smile slowly twisting from sadness to slight anger. Sometimes...just sometimes...he misses even that stupid, good-for-nothing flower.

His memories start to crawl up his brain, going back the very first day they became..."free"...

"uh....kid?"

A rather small set of slightly closed eyes gazed up at the skeleton, with a worried smile.

"why exactly did you bring that thing with you?"

"I..." the little girl looked down at the small pot she was cradling, in it - a tiny flower, with 6 yellow petals was giving the skeleton an annoyed smile. Before giving the chance to the flower to start bickering angrily, she continued "I thought he would be...lonely"

The skeleton's face slightly relaxed, his hands digging deeper into the pockets of his blue hoodie.

"Frisk..." the flower looked somewhat annoyed at the small child, "why DID you bring me here, i am sick and tired of these faces,believe me, I've seen them too many times, there is nothing more they can do to amuse me...." it gave a slight smirk towards the skeleton standing right next to them "you should've left me there, Frisk, nothing good will come out of this, if you plan on playing the "savior" by trying to befriend me, you are an idiot! I don't feel anything, no regret, no remorse, hell, if i had the chance to do it again i would, with no hesitation!" The flower's smile turned crooked and unsettling as the last words were spoken.

"hey....if you're going to continue this way...buddy" his eye sockets went hollow, as he gave the flower a wide, disturbing grin "you're gonna have a bad time..."

"Sans.." the kid interrupted, gaining courage in her voice, "...i know, Flowey gave you all a lot of...trouble, but also, without him, we wouldn't be standing here, on the surface. ALL monsters should be free, we cannot leave him behind!" a sudden spark could be seen beneath her eyelashes, which softened the skeleton's expression a bit as he sighed.

"...aw shucks...you speak like a true ambassador already...but" he returned to his relaxed position, hands buried in his pockets, eyes slightly closed. His shoulders went up a bit as he continued: "i guess it all comes down to what Tori will say..."

At the sound of those words, the tiny flower looked down, as if somewhat ashamed, yet maintaining a plain, cold expression. The little girl's face lit up, as she gave the skeleton a wide smile. Sensing approval in his words, she tightened her grip around the flower pot and ran towards a bunch of different looking monsters, talking to each other in small groups.

As little as she was, she managed to wiggle between them and make way towards a couple of tall goat monsters that were talking to a fish monster and a lizard one.

"M-mom?" One of the goat monsters looked down at her, a little bit surprised and flustered at the sound of the word, it has been some time since she heard someone call her this way.

"Yes...my child?" Her expression softened quickly.

"I think we have an addition to the family..." The little girl smiled a bit worried, as she lifted the flower pot up, for her mother to see. The goat lady looked a little bit puzzled at the small flower that has managed to gather all 4 monsters' present attention. There was an awkward silence for a moment when the girl whispered, giving the flower a little nudge "h-hey....say something"

The flower gave her an annoyed and frustrated look, then taking a deep sigh, it looked up at the monsters and said, pulling off a somewhat fake smile "Howdy! I'm Flowey..."

After hearing those words, the monsters looked at each other bemused, little Frisk's lips tightened a bit in anticipation when the fish monster broke the silence.

"Pft! Man, this flower thing sounds a lot like you, Asgore!" She gave the bigger goat monster a nudge at his shoulder, smiling wide.

A somewhat trembling and unsure voice of the lizard monster continued "H-how come we've n-never seen you in the underground?"

"Em...." the question took the little girl aback, she started to get worried, when the flower suddenly answered, with no hesitation.

"Well, as you can see, i am a flower, and i can't move, Frisk found me during her journey and we became..." it looked at the girl with a questioning expression "friends..?"

"Y-yeah.." she answered a bit unsure "I found Flowey in a very isolated area...i felt...bad that everyone would get to see the surface but he wouldn't, so i took him in a pot."

At the sound of those words, Flowey looked at the girl with a grin on his face, who would've thought she could lie so easily, this was starting to become very interesting. What else would she be ready to do for him, in order to keep this lie, to keep him in this family.

"M-mom....is it ok?" the girl looked up at the goat monster with a somewhat pleading expression.

"I..don't know child.." she looked to the side, worry and confusion taking over her face.

To save the situation, the flower quickly said "I heard..you make the best cinnamon - butterscotch pie" it quickly looked away as those words were spoken, as if slightly ashamed for using this knowledge to his advantage.

Despite making a fuss before, it seemed like Flowey was starting to like the idea of being on the surface, it would probably be much more interesting than living in the completely empty underground till the end of time. If he could feel anything, he would probably think he deserved it, after everything he has done, he deserved spending an eternity alone, in the rooms of an underground that reminded him each second of what fun he used to have....used to....

BUT, that was not the case.

The goat mom's face suddenly lit up at the sound of those words, a wide smile was being drawn on her face as she spoke "Oh my! Then you definitely have to taste it!" she giggled softly and smiled towards the little girl. Frisk's expression softened deeply, as if a great burden was lifted.

"You'll fit right in, punk!" the fish monster gave him a wide smile as he snapped at her "Don't call me punk, you fishbones!!" her face suddenly scrunched up in anger, she raised a fist up "Why you...." when suddenly she was interrupted by the lizard monster "W-welcome....i g-guess." The flower decided not to answer to that as a plain and dead expression came back to it's face.

Frisk smiled, her child face turned towards the bunch of monsters, lit with hope and happiness, she said with a sincere smile..."Thank you...thank you all. I am happy."

A group hug was in order, while a tiny flower that was being squished kept mumbling angrily, and a funny voice could be heard in the distance "NYEH!..I CAN SENSE A GROUP HUG!!!"