Part 2

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Toriel walked for quite some time. Flowey looked sad. Frisk stayed quiet the whole time. Toriel noticed that Frisk looked very tired. At one point, Frisk fell asleep standing up. Toriel looked at her. She picked her up, and held her like a baby. Frisk had the pot in her arms. Flower seemed to fall asleep too. Toriel smiled and walked with Frisk and Flowey in her arms. When she got to her house, she went inside and went to a child's room. She set Frisk down on the bed and tucked her in. She set Flowey's pot on the dresser. She looked at him. He woke up. He looked at her with sad eyes. Toriel recognized those sad, longing eyes. "I might be mistaken, but is that you A-Asriel?" She asked the small buttercup. He looked away to hide the fact that he was crying. She heard him though and she went towards her son. "Is it." Flowey looked at Toriel and cried into her sleeve. "Oh, Asriel....." She stroked his petals. She shed a few tears. "M-mommy....w-Where's daddy?" He asked. She picked up the pot and when to the living room. Asgore, her husband, was sitting in his normal chair and he was reading a book on gardening. "Ah, Tori you're back!" He said. "Any humans?" She sighed "one. She is sleeping in the child room." Toriel answered. "But....you'll never.....ever....believe who I found...." She said. "D-daddy?" Flowey said to Asgore with his longing eyes. Asgore gasped. "H-how?" He asked. Toriel brought the pot to her husband. She handed it to him. The small yellow flower cried on Asgore's shoulder. " I missed you all...." Flowey said.

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