[your best friend] intensifies (open)

[wilt]

Who: Flowey and YOU!
When: B1: D1-6!
Where: Outside of his festive Children's Entertainment Booth!
What: Just you and Flowey, meeting each other and making friends!
Warnings: Flowey is (SPOILER) not nice.


[ Back here, after signing his contract, Flowey’s gone and raided the performer’s storage (which he had to burrow to find over and over again). He’s made dozens of balloon animals. Perhaps in one of his years resetting, he did it to stave off boredom. How he does it with no arms, absolutely no one can guess. “HOWDY! - ｆｌｏｗｅｙ” Is written on each and every indistinguishable bipedal animal that could resemble an annoying dog and he’s handing them out with a happy greeting! ]

“Howdy! You’re not the ugliest person on the planet, but you better hope he doesn’t die! Nice to meet you!”

“Howdy! You look like a mistake only the chaos of the universe could make, pleased to make your acquaintance!”

“Howdy! You’re kind of like Rapunzel, but instead of letting your hair down, you’re letting everyone down in your life! It’s so good to make new friends!”

“Howdy! I’m Flowey. Flowey the Flower! I’m an experiment gone wrong and I’m still less of a mistake than you! Have a nice day, happy to finally say hello!”

[ Do you… come up and get your custom insult?

Or do you defend the honor of someone he just insulted? ]

Comments

[soft_focus]

[Reira, frankly, doesn't need a card. Actually she doesn't even approach Flowey from the front. She just watches him for a bit from far, far behind. Staring. Studying, perhaps.

...Eventually she comes up and says....well. The obvious.]

................................You don't feel a lot of things... [At all. Like, at all at all. It's just weird awkward mute 'whispering', accompanied by, a number of blaring times, PETTY ANTAGONIZING.

Which explains the cards, certainly, but not the whole lack of everything else. Even Foster's made sense, he was just Weird. Somehow this is more...ordered, in a strange, non-ordered way.]

[wilt]

[ Amazingly? That makes Flowey's smile grow even WIDER. Because he feels two things now, and two things are better than no things, so he takes another balloon animal with his vines and hands it to him. ]

Looks like someone has the right idea!

Howdy, I'm Flowey, and you look like both a poster child and an alumni from a children's hospital!

[ Have a balloon, kid! ]

[soft_focus]

....Do you....want to be happy? Or are you faking happy...
[She honestly can't tell. Normally it's obvious. Extremely obvious, in fact. It's...Strange. .........................Well she'll take the balloon. But more importantly.] ................. ....Alumni means.... ....A student that isn't a student anymore, right? [she eventually asks, blinking.] ..................Hospitals aren't schools.

[God, Flowey, get a hold of yourself.] ....I guess it's right for if it's just the school though.... [She's not going back there, she's Pretty Sure. Or at least not to learn.]

...What is it? [She adds, holding the balloon animal itself forward.]

[criticallyfucked]

[I’m an experiment gone wrong and I’m still less of a mistake than you! Have a nice day, happy to finally say hello!

The only way that could have been any more correct is if it had come with a slap across the face--or a bat to his ribs, or a fist to break his nose...!

Foster doesn't take the whimsical, lime-green moose-shaped balloon art, but immediately drops to Flowey's level, ursine paws flat on the ground. It's like he's kneeling before the flower, grovelling, his face hovering inches from Flowey's own. But somehow, instead of being upset...]

Yes! Yes! I am a mistake! A disease, a vile grotesque, a disgusting waste--!

[textsfromhotland]

[Surely she's hearing things.

Surely it's just the stress of this entire disaster finally getting to her.

Surely, the all-powerful faerie queen that took her in wouldn't have brought him here, too.

Maybe she'll just. Not look. She'll turn around and walk back to her trailer and hide under the covers for a while. And when she comes back out it'll be nothing more than an auditory hallucination.

But of course Alphys can't not look. Even if it's just a quick glimpse from behind a food stall. It's enough to see familiar yellow petals and make her freeze in place and scream internally.]

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Hahahahaha! You sure are, buddy. But don't let it get you down! Or so excited I have to call the rest of security! Because I'm security and I don't think I have it in me to punish you!

D2

[scientificist]

[Herbert is feeling much better now. Awake, alive, wound up under his own power...

And then there's a talking flower? With balloons? He agreed to a certain amount of nonsense, having seen what went on at the ball and he would have done anything to be sure of escaping that place but this is.

Diiiifferent.

He stops before he passes, looks down his nose at the creature.]

What are you meant to be?

[wilt]

Alphys!

[ Cheery music in the background speeds up by 1.5% ]

Don't worry, friend! Even old buddies get balloons too!

[ He offers one her way-- by which I mean he ping pongs one around in his vines to gently drift over to her. ]

Oh, you didn't get an introduction from me! [ It's only the skeletons and Frisk that get the not-as-harsh treatment due to being post-pacifist, so... ]

Howdy! I may have done a lot of terrible things, but I never let the fused undead live in my basement without telling their families, and then have the gall to feed them dog food as if they weren't real people once! Let's be friends!

[textsfromhotland]

[great

awesome

cool

the biggest thing she hoped she would never have to think about again is currently being broadcast to everyone by the second biggest thing she hoped she would never have to think about again

This is, literally, the worst.

Alphys opens her mouth as if to say something, then swiftly turns and walks away.]

[wilt]

You're way too chatty, kid! Did you miss the joke? You look like you're dying. That's the joke. You look like you're missing an IV bag and a hospital gown. And an alumni is someone who's graduated, in this case, from the hospital... so like, you look like a dead child.

[ Frustrated-sounding. ] Now it doesn't even sound like a joke anymore! I just sound like a sicko. What a drag.

[wilt]

Come back soon, Alphys.

[soft_focus]

.....I didn't think you sounded 'sick'. ....There's a lot of things I still have to learn, so it's okay to explain things, isn't it? [Encouraging, perhaps?]

....I got poisoned, so I'm still getting better. ...You still didn't tell me what animal this is though. [She holds out the balloon, Waiting.]

[wilt]

I'm Flowey! Flowey the Flower!

Howdy! [ He bump- bump- bumps! a balloon animal towards his way. ]

I haven't seen many humans in my life, aside from in books from the actual trash, but your glasses are hideous and you have the complexion of a newborn. Nice to meet you!

[wilt]

I'm not sick, I-- oh, forget it.

It's a dog. An annoying dog. A really annoying white dog who does nothing for anybody. Now it's your annoying dog.

[textsfromhotland]

[...She doesn't get far before her legs give out and she just plops on the ground and collapses into ugly sobbing.]

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[wilt]

Awww, why so sad? You know it was me who was left in that filthy underground while you cruised the surface with your dumb girlfish. You even said a lot of trash about liking yourself and liking your friends when I had your soul in my body!

[wilt]

[ ...

...? ]

Nobody cared when you told everyone. Why are you even crying?

[textsfromhotland]

[Every single word is like a blow to the head because he's right and she knows it-

wait. what.]

...I never. I never left the Underground with Undyne. Undyne's dead.

[criticallyfucked]

You should.

[Foster's tone goes from desperately, terribly excited to.... something very strange, and very frightening. It's not really a threat.]

You should.

[His tone gets more intense, more emphatic.]

You should punish me, you should punish me, you should--you should be more than willing to do that much! To punish failure, to erase mistakes!

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[wilt]

She's not, though. That little kid went through the entire underground without hurting a single monster, and I used all the love you and all the others grew to have for each other to trick you all into letting me absorb your souls and all the human souls.

And you were in there for a while and you got out. They saved you.

And I became 'me' again and I let all monsters go free by breaking the barrier. While I still had souls in me.

I guess I can understand why you don't remember all of that... but there's no way Undyne is dead. Granted, I don't know what she was up to on the surface, either.

[wilt]

[ Suddenly, he's bitingly aggressive. ]

You don't know who I am?! Frisk never told any of you...? Even after they--

... I really was abandoned and forgotten about. I guess that's what I deserve.

[wilt]

[ Flowey is leaning away... like far away, he's pushing back the curtain of his stall to get away. He's...

...

He's learned disgust?! Already? IT HASN'T BEEN AN HOUR-- ]

THAT'S NASTY, AND I WOULD ONLY DO IT TO SOMEONE WHO DIDN'T WANT IT! THE NORMAL WAY!

[textsfromhotland]

[Alphys listens to his tale of woe, her face growing more and more shocked as the pieces fall into place. Different timelines. Multiverse theory. There was a timeline out there where the human hadn't killed Undyne. Not just that, it was a timeline where the barrier had been broken, and she and Undyne had been together, and everyone knew her secrets but they were... okay with it?]

Oh my god. You're not the same Flowey.

[There's a brief sense of jealousy as she processes all of this. Why couldn't she be the one from the golden ending? Instead she was stuck here with a Flowey who hates a completely different version of her.]

[wilt]

I'm not even Flowey.

[ He laughs, bitterly. Would Alphys ever have been told the tale of Prince Asriel anyway? ]

When injecting those flowers with determination, did you notice one that was oddly dusty? Not like pollen or anything, but...