Frisk: God of the World

Burn in Despair

I don't want to set the world on fire

I just want to start a flame in your heart

In my heart I have but one desire

And that one is you, no other will do

What was with all this old music?

Flowey followed the others into Grillby's. He still felt like they were wasting time. For all they knew, Boaris could have been absorbing souls at that very moment. Hopefully, they could at least plan their next move while they were there, and maybe try to get more information out of Miller.

Sans walked to the bar. "Hey, Grillby. Your favorite song is playing."

As usual, Grillby said nothing and pretended to clean the counter.

"I know, right?" Sans said. "It's so insensitive. They got a problem with fire or something?"

Grillby remained silent.

Sans kept talking. "So, funny thing happened today. Frisk's bodyguard almost killed Chara. Something about bringing his friend back from the dead or whatever. He hurt Chara and Undyne pretty bad. I had to step in and calm him down. No big deal, though."

Not even that elicited words from Grillby, and Flowey knew he was capable of speech.

"No, Frisk is pretty much cool with it," Sans answered. "He even invited him to lunch with us. Say hello, Miller."

Unamused, Miller just grunted.

"Yes, he should watch his manners," Sans agreed. "Anyway, we'll all have burgers."

Grillby nodded and quickly got them their food. They went to an empty booth and sat down.

"So," Undyne said, "how's everyone doing?"

"It would not have been the first time I've died," Chara answered. "What about you? He hit you rather hard."

Alphys shot Miller an angry look.

"I told you, I'm fine!" Undyne exclaimed. "And I meant, how have you been?"

"Oh, we're doing great," Flowey sardonically said. "You know, aside from the fact that we're all screwed."

Chara sighed. "No, we have not been all right. I almost died, but Asriel did die."

"You haven't told me that," Miller said.

"Ah, yes," Chara said. "Miller, your evil sister killed Asriel."

"Hey, I know Nora can act a little... spirited, but she's not evil."

"Oh, really? She killed Asriel and laughed about it. She even took a picture of his corpse! She is a sadistic psychopath."

Miller folded his arms. "Like how you poisoned Asgore and laughed about it?"

Chara winced. "I did not intend to poison my father."

"Then why laugh?"

"To be fair," Sans said, "it was a good pun. Buttercups, heh. Sounds like something I would do."

"Because that's just how Chara was," Flowey said. "She always told me that big kids don't cry. She couldn't cry, so she laughed."

Miller nodded. "Yeah, sure... I think Chara and my sister have more in common than you realize. I bet she said the same thing, didn't she?"