Undertale : Secrets (REMASTERED)

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Frisk arrived home ahead of anyone else. They ran upstairs and shuffled through the boxes under their desk until they found an old notepad and pencil. They pulled out the chair from the desk and placed it besides the windowsill, where Flowey appeared right on cue.

"Write down what I said." Flowey commanded with a blank expression.

Frisk started to write.

Time stops moments after machine breaks.

Everything res-

"Wait wait wait!" Flowey cried out when Frisk started to write the word reset. "I don't wanna jump to conclusions like that. Let's just put that the world jumped back in time."

Frisk didn't let the information slip. Flowey clearly didn't want to think that something else could reset. He already was fuming when a human stole that power from him, and something like some entity from the VOID having it would be far worse.

Frisk crossed out the previous line.

Time jumped backwards and forwards.

"There's not much more to say..." Flowey looked out into the air, lost in thought. "Hey. Frisk. You haven't told me what you saw."

Frisk flinched slightly. Flowey noticed it. He didn't speak about it though.

"Not much..." Frisk lied. They saw Sans. He moved, he used his magic to try stop the VOID's actions. But if Sans was moving, and Flowey's theory was right, then that would mean Sans had Determination. And that red glow that Sans emitted almost completely confirmed this.

Considering Sans didn't (and couldn't) turn around, Frisk just assumed that Sans didn't know that Frisk was conscious during the time freeze.

If Sans really did have Determination, he wouldn't want anyone to know. Frisk had already exposed his secrets, ones that should have been secret to everyone.

Frisk caused this mess by revealing Sans's private life to everyone. Frisk had to keep this secret between them two.

"You're lying." Flowey answered after a short pause. "You aren't even giving any sort of eye contact." Flowey pointed out. Frisk looked up, towards him.

"I'm not. The timelines at stake. I'm not lying. There's no reason to lie." Frisk reassured. Flowey's expressions told a different story, yet he replied with, "I'll trust you."

"Did you see the holes in the sky?"
Frisk asked, spinning the pencil in their hand.

"What holes?" Flowey simply responded, his face reflecting his confusion. "The sky? Frisk, I'm as tall as a glass of water, I have to throw my entire body back to see the sky."

"A no would have sufficed." Frisk started writing in the notebook.

Tears in the air with black lines flying through.

"Flying in or out?" Flowey asked, trying to picture the scene.
"Out." Frisk answered. Flowey starting thinking again, his leafs now touching his face as if he was scratching his chin.

Obviously, he couldn't actually do that.

"I think I saw them leave the lab actually. I thought I was seeing things, but maybe not."

Frisk tapped the book continuously, lost in thought. Everything else they saw involved Sans, and Frisk didn't want to reveal that just yet. Not until it was necessary. Flowey, being outside of the lab, didn't have much else to add.

"We're done for now. There's nothing else to say." Flowey broke the short silence. Frisk nodded in agreement.

Flowey looked at Frisk. And then slightly down towards the desk. Frisk was about to follow his gaze but he looked back at them almost instantly. His mouth moved, as if he was about to speak, but he didn't say anything.