Mom always told me not to run with scissors. I'm glad I broke that rule.
When I fell from Mt. Ebott, I was running away from home. I had just finished washing the dishes, and I carried my debit card as well as fifty dollars in cash and a sharp set of kitchen knives that we tied together to make scissors.
When Flowey betrayed my trust and tried to kill me, I bided my time. I knew that I would see that devilish flower again... And when I left Toriel, he was waiting for me.
He began to tell me how much I would die if I didn't kill. I smiled at him.
"Flowey, I will kill only one person."
He rolls his eyes. "You can't kill me, idiot."
Faster than he could comprehend, I pulled the knives out of my kitchen apron. I sliced the flower stem in half with a sigh.
"That guy was going to come back to bite my ass later," I admit to myself. "Let's go spread some mercy."
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This was just an idea I had - what if someone fell in the Underground with a pair of scissors? Feel free to expand on this idea as long as you credit me.