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(I feel great right now because I got a book before my friend who really wanted it ^w^. And I thrashed them horribly in a game of Monopoly ^×^)

As we entered back into Snowdin, monsters started staring us out like they always did.

Sans turned and gripped my shoulders.

"Scare them off."

I looked up at him, worry on my face.

Again?

"Like you did to Undyne" Sans confirmed.

I shook my head.

I hated losing my temper.

But it barely ever rose. Normally, I kept myself to my myself.

Just like the song.

It was just me, myself and I. Solo right until I die.

At least, I was solo.

Until I fell.

I felt the grip around my shoulders tighten as I winced in pain.

"You don't like that, do you? It hurts, doesn't it?"

Slowly, Sans' fingers dug through my jumper, almost stabbing me.

"Do. It. Again."

"Don't do it!"

"Do it! Make yourself have worth!"

"Shake your head! Don't do it!"

THWOK!

"Yes!! She did it!"

"She... Couldn't have..."

"Look, now there's more!"

"Don't give in!"

"Do. It. Again."

The voices rung through my head.

Especially the last part.

The part that pushed me to do what I did next.

Without thinking, I raised my leg amd kicked Sans harshly, taking him by surprise.

His grip on me disappeared and so did his grip on the leash as he fell over in shock.

I quickly undid the leash tied to my collar, threw it at Sans and took off.

I ran through Snowdin and out into the woods beyond.

Then it hit me.

I'd left Flowey...

That was when I skidded to a stop.

It wasn't right to leave Flowey with them after he'd helped me.

I sighed before running back to Snowdin again.

Papyrus would most likely be somewhere that isn't 'home' or the woods so the house would be empty.

I was correct.

I ran into the house, not caring about the snowy footprints that followed me, and ran up the stairs.

Flowey was next to Sans' bed, exactly where I'd left him.

I quickly walked over and picked his pot up.

By the looks of it, Flowey was asleep.

Whether he was awake or not wouldn't matter to me though.

I quickly trudged down the stairs and to the door, which I slammed open.

I felt the door crash against something when I slammed it open.

Sans?!

I sped off again, gripping Flowey tightly.

Five minutes later, I was back in the desolate area near the Ruins.

Flowey was now awake.

"Where are we, Y/n? What's happened?"

"I- I esc-caped f-from Sa-Sans..." I whispered to him.

He nodded, his ripped petals swaying with his movements.

"What now?" he asked.

I pointed to the ruins with a questioning look.

Flowey shook his head with panic and fear, "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. No!!"

I sighed, "C-can't b-be wor-worse then S-Sans, r-right?"

Flowey shook his head again, "You can't go to her!"

"I-I've nev-never me-met her..."

"You don't want to..."

"Why?"

For once, my voice wasn't stuttering or clouded with fear.

And the flower in front of me noticed.

"Maybe... Just maybe... We could try?" he asked me, almost uncertainly.

I nodded.

He sighed as I picked up his pot and trudged over to the red and black door.

*Knock.

*Bust down door.

♡*Knock.

*Bust Down Door.

I gave a harsh knock of the heavy doors.

On the other side, I heard shuffling feet.

And then a muffled, female voice.

"Sans. Is that you?"

Shaking with fear, I answered, "N-no..."

Silence.

"Who are you then?"

I clutched Flowey's pot closer to me still.

"M-my n-name is Y-Y/n... B-But I kn-know Sans..."

Flowey looked up at me with a 'WTH R U DOING' look.

"You sound cold, Child" the female voice told me.

I only then noticed that I was shivering.

"I-I... I am..."

The doors made a scraping noise as they were pushed open, slowly.

A figure stepped out into the snow.

A goat woman with a black dress (?? Is it a dress???) on. Her eyes were blood red and her teeth had stained blood on them.

"Come my Child. It's nice and warm in here" she said, her voice sounding too sweet and her smile too insane looking.

Was Flowey right about this goat?

Or was she actually friendly?

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