[Too bad Flowey. She is smiling, and pulling this sweater on right now.] ......................it's really warm.... [She decides, holding her face with the sleeves.] ....'n soft....

[Yes well, anyway, she apparently has another thing to open up. Carefully, she takes the package in her hand, blinking at it. Something does feel....odd, but-

The paper is opened, and her eyes briefly widen as they fall upon the locket. It is when she touches the metal however-when she holds it carefully to try and look at it more clearly-that something changes. The metal vibrates just slightly, and music begins to play, and............]

................it's.............. ....it's making a feeling... [How does she explain that? How does she take that, or...or anything? It's happening, that's all there is to it, and....]

...........it's even making a song... [It's a very nice song, for that matter.]