Snowdin City.

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Opening your eyes, to reveal a dark room. You stretched out your arms, causing a few bones to pop. You loved that feeling.

The sudden noise awoke Flowey from his sleep. His continuous blinking made you smile. He shook off his little daze and turned to you.

"GoodMorning Y/N. Hopefully you got enough sleep. After all, today is gonna be rather intense." Flowey said, bracing himself for Snowdin. He really disliked the place.

Getting up from your bed, you noticed an expensive looking coal colored purse on the ground with a note. You turned on the bedside lamp to be able to see it clearer.

'Dear Y/N.

I'm off running a few errands. I'll be back shortly! I've given you money for if you wanted to eat something. And put your phone in there as well.

I left you a change of clothes at the very end of your bed as well. The best I could do of course.

Ps. Packed a knife in there .. so make sure you don't hurt yourself! It's just to protect yourself when you need it.

- Sincerely Toriel.'

You smiled at the note. You walked over to the neatly folded clothes and examined.

-A long sleeved turtle necked dress. An eye catching scarlet.
-Black leggings
-black boots & socks
-black & red scarf
-Black gloves

"Wow .. theres a huge black & red theme going on here .." You mumbled to yourself.

Picking up the turtle necked dress first. You wondered if she got your size correct. Or if you had to make it fit yourself.

You motioned Flowey to turn around whitest you change. Taking off your previous clothes, you poked your head through, as it was a tight fit but not comfortable.

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"So, flowey, how do I look?" You questioned.

Flowey turned around in awe. "Wow Y/N .. you look so pretty -!" He said, as his leaves closed together in a clapping gesture. Of course making little to no noise.

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Toriel was more then happy about the outfit. You weren't too fond of dresses but if it made her happy, you were happy.

Your mind went to an image of the girl named Frisk. You wondered if you'd run into her. And how beautiful she actually was .. your self conscience got the best of you.

Toriel wiped a small tear from her eye as she warmly smiled. "I wish you the best of luck. And please do call when you can .."

You returned the gesture. "Of course I will."

Going up to her, you wrapped your arms around her barely tall enough to reach her chest.

The purse hung from your side as you placed flowley in there for safe keeping. His little head poking out.

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