DETERMINATION

Metal Crusher

It's been a few days since you and Flowey finally made up. Though... you couldn't help but wonder, if you do find him a SOUL powerful enough to survive a bit after death, what will happen when you give it to him? Flowey is entirely artificial, born from your DETERMINATION combining with a flower. What happens when you add a SOUL whose trait ISN'T DETERMINATION to that mix? Would the SOUL's trait change Flowey?

You can't say that you wanted Flowey to change. You liked him the way he is. And that's... probably not just because this way, he's basically your twin. Probably.

Anyway, let's return to what's happening right now. Which is Shigaraki yapping your ear off with his nonsensical blabbering.

"Just how much longer do you intend to stay here?! You've been here for MUCH longer than just 'a few days' and nothing has changed! All heroes nearby are at full alert, there's posters of you all over the city! All Might himself is actively looking for you!" Shigaraki said, you weren't really paying attention, downing another glass of whatever it was that Kurogiri was pouring you.

"Are you even listening, brat?! You're in over your head! It's time we contacted All for One!" Shigaraki said. Now that got your attention.

You put down your glace and turned over to face Shigaraki. "Look, Shiggy. I've been gone from 'Father's' radar for more than two weeks. And he hasn't made any attempts at looking for me. Who's to say that he would even agree to help me, even if we called?" You asked, causing Shigaraki to scoff.

"And why wouldn't he? As annoying as you are, you're powerful. You're useful to him. Have you ever known Master to abandon those useful to him?" Shigaraki asked, which, to be fair, he had a point.

"And what is he even supposed to do, even if we call him? Wave his magic wand and make the heroes abandon their pursuit? The only thing I can do is lay low and wait for the tensions to go down. They will. They have to." You said, turning back around on your stool to face the counter.

You could almost feel Shigaraki's anger bubbling. He was about to explode. "Well, I'm sick of you doing nothing! You sit around all day, either drinking or sitting in your room talking to the damn flower! And when you DO go out, you just kill people, which, may I remind you, is only bringing more attention to you!" Shigaraki finally snapped, now, he was fully yelling at you.

You were silent, your glass starting to crack from your grip until it finally broke, shards of glass embedding themselves into your palm. A knife materialized in your hand.

You stood up from your stool.

You turned to face Shigaraki.

The tension in the room was palpable. Shigaraki was sweating bullets, trembling from, strangely enough, fear.

Your eyes flashed red for a second.

"W-what are you doing?" Shigaraki asked, his voice trembling.

You took a step forward.

"P-put that knife down!" Shigaraki demanded, taking a step back.

You took a step forward.

"W-wait! H-hold on!" Shigaraki asked, backing up until his back hit the wall. He felt as if a murderous aura filled the entire room. Even Kurogiri seemed nervous, his gaseous form swirling around more rapidly.