Viva la Pasta

When Chara had said that they were afraid of the fact that they could be part of Flowey, the human nodded slowly to themselves. However as the fallen human seemed to be thinking and brewing their hatred for humanity, they simply watched them for a few moments before their attention went back towards Flowey whom was contemplating the two choices they were given. It was quite obvious of what they were afraid of. The question though which made the Fallen human turn their head and cross their arm, made Frisk smile slightly. Though they didn't give a verbal answer, though if they really thought on it, they'd probably come up with a conclusion.

When the Flowey revealed that they would help with the quest, they nodded slightly to their condition which was part of the deal in the first place. "Your condition will be met. You are the possible key to bringing Chara back in the first place," Frisk would inform, and if the flower was smart enough, they would understand what they had meant. They died with the rest of Chara's soul being absorbed into their own. "Now come on in and get some pasta. Papyrus is pretty good," They gestured for the flower to come inside and have a seat at the table before glancing over towards the entrance of the kitchen, seeing if the skelebros came in to see what had fired bullets into their house or not. Wondering if they were even paying attention... Had one of them been watching or were they too busy? This flower was a distracting menace.

Chara was a little aggravated now. Asriel was only killing Chara with kindness...ad it was working. The fallen child disappeared without spatting another word. They wanted to be alone to mind their own thoughts. Asriel gifted a single nod and sunk himself into the ground. Resurfacing back up only at the edge of the porch. "Uhm.." the flower watched as Frisk entered and gestured for him to follow. He scoffed before narrowing his eyes at Frisk. "Oh let me guess...I'm suppose to grow legs and walk, huh?" he quickly reverted his head, angered at the fact he didnt have a body to actually walk on solid tiles and carpet. "UGH! Just- Just get me something to hop in okay?!" his flower bud face turned away in embarrassment. Whatever Frisk could find would suffice....then again, "I don't want it too big...nor too small! Soil and water is necessary as well..." was he being a bit bossy? Needy? Either way, Flowey had standards. After all, he was the prince of the underground; he deserved the best of the best. So he thought anyways.

So the plant couldn't pull itself out of the ground and onto solid tile? That was a pity, shrugging to themselves they would gaze about the kitchen before shrugging to themselves as they would open a counter and look through the contents. They'd pull out a steamer and take out the strainer and steam basket, making it an ordinary tin pot. They would then walk outside with a small shovel in hand which was glowing red and shovel enough soil to reach a few inches below the lip of the pot. The human moved quickly since Papyrus was probably expecting to see the guest by the time they came in next.

Once back inside, the human dampened the soil before walking back out side and gently plucking Flowey out of the ground, roots and all and placed them into the shiny pot; picking it up and hugging the pot as they would make their way into the kitchen and fasten the pot on their lap. Are you able to eat... Um, Flowey?" The human asked curiously, gently brushing a finger along the petals on the right side of flowey's head.

Flowey waited patiently. Listening as the sound of their steps scurried about the place as they prepared a pot for the flower. Flowey narrowed his eyes at the shiny pot. "HA! I don't think soooo-Woah?!" before the Flower could object, he was already plucked from the ground and placed into the pot. he quickly dug his roots into the soil and looked away blushing. "I guess I don't get a say in this?!" he nagged. He was then placed on the human's lap at the table. He looked around the room, taking in the scenery as it had a whole new feel to him. He's never been in the skeleton brother's house. Quickly looking up at the human as they asked if they could eat. "Of course I can eat! Just because I'm a flower, I'm still a monster..." he was a little offended. He wasn't all so happy about being a flower, but he had to make due with what he could. He then scoffed. "My body needs soil and water like a normal plant. But because I'm a monster, I still need my nutrition to keep me healthy and energized. So uhm..." he looked around the area once more. "Where is everyone?" the flower asked.

When Papyrus left the kitchen, he was already heading up the stairs. Taking small steps at a time in hopes to reach Sans room without having to disturb his sleep. Once he reached the door, he creaked it up slowly only to find Sans laying on his back on the bed. He was not sleeping; only starting up at the ceiling with his arms crossed under his head and his left leg cross over his right. He seemed relaxed until he peaked over at the door. Who he hoped to be Frisk was his brother peaking in. "Oh! Sup Bro?" he smiled and lifted his upper half off the bed. Papyrus greeted sans by returning a smile, but shortly after turned into a frown. Sans quickly kicked himself over to the side of the bed, sitting on the edge as he waited for Papyrus to speak. "Is...something wrong?"

"You've been acting strange, Sans. I'm a bit worried."

"Heh! You have nothing to be worried about bro. It was just a nightmare. Im over i--"

"No no...I'm talking about recently. It's like you're hiding something from me. I'm not stupid, you know.."

"Wait. I know you're not stupid I just--"

"Then why are you repeatedly treating me like I am?"

"I just.." Sans sighed rubbing the back of his skull. "I guess I just dont want you getting hurt, Paps. I wouldn't know what to do if I lost ya."

"What are you talking about? I'm in no danger, Sans. And I'll be fine if you just tell me the truth--" the sound of glass shattered coming from the kitchen. Sans quickly jumped up from the bed.

"What was that?!" Sans asked. Papyrus quickly looked down the hall of the house..was the human hurt? Sans quickly walked over to his door, but Papyrus stood in the way.

"Just no more lying, Sans..Please." sans looked up to Papyrus and quickly lowered his head in shame. He wasn't sure on how to agree to that request. The less he knew, the safer he'd be. that was his motto and he was sticking to it.

"Sure thing bro.." he lied. Papyrus smiled and quickly lead the way as he walked down the stairs and to the kitchen. Sans followed after Papyrus only to peak in from the doorway of the kitchen.

"Frisk? Are you okay??" his voice filled with some worrisome to it. Only to look to where the window was in pieces. He then looked to the human in case the child was hurt, but only came to a clear sight of a new guest. "Oh! Why, hello there! You must be Frisk's friend they were talking about!" Papyrus smiled to the little flower in the pot. It was actually rather cute. Sans peaked in to only get a clear look.

"Friend? Heh." Flowey could have made a rude statement, but he was caught off guard by the sight of Sans peaking in. He winced back and looked away. "Oh no...not him..." the flower whispered to itself. Sans gave the little flower a smirk.

"Well if it isn't the little weed-dropper" referring to Flowey being very nosy around the town. Many spoke of a yellow talking flower nosing about the underground in people's business, but no one was able to confront the little demon. Flowey growled under their breathe at the sound of Sans voice.

Boy there was a lot of shuffling going on upstairs. The human looked down at Flowey when they asked where everyone was and they simply shrugged a bit. "Sorry for making assumptions about eating, Frisk giggled nervously and shifted a little in their seat, but kept hold of the Flower's pot with smile across their face rather than their regular stoic expression. Flowey was rather pleasant when he wasn't cursing you to death, plus the human needed some comedic relief; what better than a talking flower that needed a pot to get onto solid flooring?

When the Skeleton brothers came into the room, Frisk turned and looked at Papyrus and smiled a bit, "Yeah, I'm fine Papy," Their voice was rather soft before their gaze landed on Sans and tilted their head at the sight of him making fun of Flowey. Frisk had a rather mean joke that they could make about bone marrow being good for plants, but they let it slide for the time being. However, they had an even better idea.

"This is the friend I was telling you about in the living room Sans," which would probably allow Sans to piece together what they had just said. Meaning this individual known as Flowey, was really Asriel. Licking their lips slightly, Frisk waited to see the response that the Sentry would give them.

Papyrus nodded. "As long as your's safe human!" the taller skeleton stated and rubbed the top of the head with his gloved skeleton hand. He then walked to a small door that lead to a small compartment where the broom, mop, and other cleaning supplies were located. He grabbing the broom and dustpan, he began cleaning the glass form the floor.

Flowey snarled at the smaller skeleton who was leaning against the door way just showing off his pearly white smile at the little vermin.

"I hate you.."

"Aww~ Is that your way of showing some love? I mean.." his left eye sparked a blue pupil as blue magic escaped his eye socket like smoke. "I can show you a good time..like old times.". Sans was good at throwing threats, the flower knew better than to cross paths with Sans the wrong way. After all, they went into battle multiple times when Flowey had the power to reset and continue. But right now, Flowey lost those abilities ever since the human fell to the underground. It's a good thing he didnt get killed by Toriel's flames from earlier. He assumed he could easily restart, but that would be an unfortunate event.

Flowey coward against Frisk's lower torso as they gave a silent shake of the head to the Skeleton.

"Sans! Be nice now." Papyrus peaked over to his older brother making threats. Sans chuckled and soothed his power down to where his pupils were back to their normal solid white color. Sans then looked to Frisk as they stated this was the friend they mentioned from earlier. Her arched a brow, the statement not making any sense to him since he couldn't piece it together with how tired he was. "Uhhh..." his eyes shifted into a circle as he pondered to himself. Flowey on the other hand scuffed. "Stupid trash bag! I'm Asriel!" Sans gave the flower the most disgusted look, what was he getting at?

"Oh! You're name is Asriel? It's nice to meet you. I'm Papy-"

"Yeah yeah...You're Papyrus. I know already." the flower crossed their leafs together into a pout. Looking towards the smaller skeleton who was still giving the flower a foul expression.

"Hey kid...You got a second?" Sans asked. He then lead the way, getting a heads start as he stood in the living room waiting for the kid to join him. Flowey however sensed that something was wrong.

"Uhmmm..I'll stay here. After all. I need to eat!" excuses the little flower made. Waiting for the human to place the flower on the table so he could enjoy the meal prepared.

Papyrus peaked over at Frisk after dumping the last shards of glass into the trash can. "Yes, go on Human. I shall watch over your friend Asriel."

"Uhm..Just call me Flowey. "

"Flowey? Well then. Flowey it is. Please, enjoy the meal before it gets cold.Go on Frisk, I shall watch over Flowey while you speak with Sans." he smiled.