Chapter 2 It Talks?

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chara looks up and realises she slashed at just a flower bed. She drops the knife and starts to cry. "I have been alone for so long. Have I finally snaped". She then lays down in the bed of golden flowers and attempts to calm down. "I know how feel." A voice says. Chara then spontaneously jumps and searches for the voice. "Who are you! Show yourself!" She yells unsure of she wants to know the answer. The voice then replys  an agervated tone. "Look down you dipshit." She looks down and sees a flower with an unamused face on it. Chara unsure of what it is springs away. "You... You....you can talk! Flowers don't talk! Either I'm insane or ....get away!" Chara then throws her knife at It. " JESUS kid you nearly killed me! Look I just wanted to talk. Its been a while since I saw well any one here" Chara unsure why the abomination is not fighting back listens to it. "Oh okay then?" She keeps her guard up "What ...what's  your name?" The flower answers with a sigh of relief "The names Flowey..... The....." He takes a good look at the spirit and his heart... Or whatever flowers have sinks. "Flowey the Flower?" Chara finishs his statement. Flowey gulps his fear. "Y yes". Chara laughs and smiles a bit. "Your bad at names arnt you. Just like..." She then remembers a time she was happier.

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