So what if I'm crazy? All the best people are. (Undertale)

The underworld

Gah! This is why I vowed to never go outside. Of course we fall down a large, ominous hole in a mountain the day venture out. You know, the one all the rumors are about... Yeah, that one.
Man, Ireland has some really weird places...

Ouch. I finally hit the ground. It's hard, and unpleasant. Oh. There are flowers over there that could have broken my fall, but didn't. I just fell short of them.

I find a hallway and, big surprise, there's a door! I walk through, yup, still dark.

"Howdy! I'm Flowey! Flowey the flower!" I hear from behind me. I turn around, great, a talking flower. Yes, what I've always wanted!
"What the fuck happened to you?" I reply curtly.
"Why would you care?" He sneers.
"Good point. I don't." I say with a shrug.
Oh, a goat-woman. Or is she a cow? No... Definitely a goat.
"Hey! Do you know this kid?" I ask her pointing to the flower.
"No! Of course she doesn't!" Flowey snaps.
"Ah, so you do know him... Is he bothering you at all?" I question.
"Well, I suppose he does try to kill every human that comes here, and follows them around... I guess he is..." She says.
"Hmm... So you wouldn't mind if I got rid of him?" I ask.
"Well... No, not really...?" She says, sounding indecisive.
"Wha- MA! How could you say that?" Flowey says.
She looks down at him, turns around and walks away calmly. I use his moment of confusion and rip him out of the ground.

He screams so beautifully...

One by one I pull of his petals and leaves...

A short but beautiful sound of pain following a loud 'CRACK!' echos around and down the hallways, reaching every corner and crack as I snap his stem, feeling his sap run over my fingers. Now just a flower in my hands.

Silence.

Everybody heard what I did. They all knew what I could do.

Then laughter. Mine, of course. I love the sound of pain, terror. Especially when I am the reason those sounds are being made.
I won't kill anyone who hasn't done anything wrong. However, if I'm in a bad mood, anything slightly annoying is sentenced with death. Like today, for instance. I seriously wouldn't mind a few blood spills today.
Flowey only gave sap though, it's very different from blood. I still got screams however. Mmm... There's that wonderful feeling again. You know when you fall for someone, you get butterflies, and your heart flutters when you see them? Well, that's what the screams do to me.

I love them.