Stay Determined

- CHAPTER 3 - God dammit Flowey

You try to look tough, but fail miserably. It's Flowey, no doubt about that, it's a flower with the same face that Flowey would always have - angrily and creepily smiling.

"My, my...." Flowey says in an alarmingly high pitched voice. "You two are getting along quite nicely, aren't you?" He does a weird cackle.

"Well, that's not good for my plan, ya know - ruining your life and all. So, I got rid of him. Back to the underground he goes!"

"So," he continues, "Who next, huh? Undyne? Mind-" but he doesn't get to finish.

"No. This isn't how you'd work. Where is he. I know he's not gone." You say, sounding remarkably tough.

Flowey sighs. "Heh, kid. I guess your smarter than I gave you credit for. Yeah, no worries. You'll find him." He laughs and jumps out of the window, and the flower is no where to be found in the grass below.

So, you go searching for Mettaton. Flowey said that you'd find him, so he can't be far. You search the whole house, and he's no where to be found, so you decide to look outside your house.

Oh, shit.

You walk out the back door on your house, and there he is. Mettaton, lying on your deck, snapped in half. You could see all the metal and wiring that was inside him.

Fuck, how are you going to fix this? But suddenly, you remember. Your brother left for college a couple years ago, for engineering. He had given you several lessons, though you had a hard time doing it right.

He had left some wiring and metal in the garage. Since there was only one car in it, there was some extra room, and your mother kept it in there, I case you ever needed it. Good thinking, mom.

You guess you could repair him a little, but there was no way you could do it completely, but you still decide to try.

You try to pick Mettaton up to take him to the garage, but he's actually really really heavy. You're surprised by that for a few seconds, but after thinking about it, it actually makes quite a bit of sense.

So, since you can't carry him all the way to the garage, you decide you will have to bring the supplies from the garage to the deck where Mettaton is.

You go to the garage, and you take the wiring and metal and such that your brother had used to use. It's in three seperate buckets, so you think you'll obviously have what you need. It is also really heavy, but was not even a fraction of how heavy Mettaton was.

You take all the supplies back to the deck behind your house, that takes about five minutes in total, and you attempt to repair Mettaton. You can manage to fix some of him, like being able to bend his waist back into the straight form it was in before Flowey messed with him.

But this is all way too difficult for you to ever be able to accomplish. How did Dr. Alphys even make Mettaton in the first place? Seems like an awful lot of work for an "entertainment" robot! But still, Dr. Alphys has obviously had quite a bit of teaching, more than just five or six lessons with an older sibling.

You can see the look in Mettaton's face - the terrified look. You know that look all too well. Terrified of what? You think for a moment, but suddenly you can answer your own question. Terrified of Flowey. I mean, who wouldn't be? He knew who he was, and what he had done to Frisk and all their friends.

Suddenly, it begins to rain. Crap. Mettaton will rust if he stays out in the rain. So, you get the umbrella unhooked from the table that was outside on your table, and you put it above him, and luckily it stands up on its own.

So you get back to work with Mettaton. This is too fucking hard! You've hardly made ANY progress at all! You check the time, and it's 4:30! It's been two hours since your mother left. She usually takes a long time, but it's not usually that long. You hope she's okay.

You decide to give up on Mettaton. There's no way you will ever be able to fix this. You throw the screwdriver that you were holding into the wood a few feet to your right, making a hole in the wood. "This is too fucking hard!" You say to yourself.

"U-um.... I-I think I c-can help with that." You hear an unfamiliar female voice behind you. You turn around and see Dr. Alphys holding the screwdriver that you threw to the ground a moment ago.