An Unbreakable force

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"Little flower! Oh how I have missed you." Yelled Frisk as she ran back to the weeping flower.

"You came back to me? How kind." Replied the obviously frightened flower.

"Why are you worried little flower?" Asked Frisk, aware of how scared the little flower was.

"For starters, my name is Flowey, but in any case, did Toriel follow you?" said Flowey as the petals on his stems started to wilt.

Frisk started to pull her water bottle out, to cheer Flowey up, however at that moment, her world went black and she couldn't see Flowey anymore.

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'She came back to me!' thought an overjoyed Flowey as he saw Frisk running up to him.

Flowey heard her say that she missed him, but then behind her, he saw Toriel's shadow looming in the distance, and she looked ready to kill. Flowey was terrified. The last time he was in a brawl with Toriel, she had ripped half of his petals off and chopped a bit of stem off. 

Flowey told Frisk his name and asked if Toriel did in fact follow her. Frisk denied it with a sharp shake of her head, and started to take out her water bottle, and Flowey saw Toriel standing right behind her, a hand coming out. Flowey rustled his petals, eyes widened, and tried to call out to Frisk. She was already unconscious, and he could do nothing except get beaten up by Toriel.

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When Frisk awoke, she was in a lovely room, childish paintings covering the walls, and a butterscotch pie on the floor. She pulled off the covers, and shakily searched for the exit. There! Among the toys and sketch pads. This room had no door like a usual bedroom. In place of a usual one, there was a window into a corridor, and there sat Toriel, with her husband Asgore, and a child called Asriel who was slightly faded. 

Frisk went through the toys and found a trapdoor leading away from the room. She climbed through, looking back once to see grim faces on the goat family through the window, and Frisk shuddered. Never again would Toriel bother her, however the little goat child in the frame was ripping Frisk's soul up, he looked so innocent, being a ghost and all. Frisk made her decision in the moment to climb out of the trapdoor's hole and smash the window.

Shattered glass spread out into the dark and gloomy corridor, and the family disappeared. 

"No!" Frisk yelled into nothingness, and she felt a hand on her back. Asriel the goat child was smiling at her, a smile Frisk knew all too well from. Flowey. 

"Flowey, is that you?" Frisk whispered to the goat, and he shook his head.

Asriel explained, "I am Flowey and I am not. We are combined, but have different personalities and souls. Well, Flowey doesn't actually have a soul, but I do. Anyway, go to Flowey, he needs you more than I do." Shortly after, the goat crashed his lips onto Frisk's sending waves of tingles down her spine. 

Asriel vanished into thin air, and Frisk was frozen in place, lips tingling at the eventfulness of it all. She then realised that Flowey was again all alone, so she once again climbed down the trapdoor, not looking back to the broken window, not noticing Asriel reappearing and waving a goodbye.

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 Flowey was bruised and shaken by the amount of force Toriel bashed onto him. His petals were all gone, the force of his lasting happiness. He groaned as he started to wilt, no water to aid his slow recovery. As Toriel was walking away, with the last of Flowey'strength,he turned into his battle mode, this gigantic robotic like plant thing, and flew her across the room. She fell flat on her goat face. Flowey laughed, gaining more power as she was thrust a side by a spare vine, hitting the wall with a deafening splat. Toriel tried to regain her control over her body, but she was again thrown to the wall, her face mushing to the cobblestone and old vines.

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