Chapter 55

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Frisk's POV

The next morning, I woke up early and ran downstairs in my short shorts. I had high hopes for Flowey. If he was as changed as he claimed this would be a breeze. I hadn't noticed G had followed me until he lifted me onto the counter and had stepped between my legs. Setting his hands on my hips.

"What are you doin up so early dove?" He cooed.

I smiled and sighed. "I'm meeting Flowey here.. Like every morning.." I admitted.

He growled. "Every morning...? Maybe I should install new locks...."

I giggled, resting my arms on his shoulders. "He's a flower G, he doesn't use the door. He goes through the floor."

His eyes narrowed. "The floor is either wood, or concrete..."

"Magic" I stated.

". . . Eh, touche"

With that, he had placed a kiss on my lips. Sadly though, it was gone as fast as it came. But he looked so good in just his jeans and boxers and I couldn't help but push for a few more. I told myself that I could control it. He gratefully accepted my request and kissed back, letting out a growl and gradually deepening the sweet kisses.

"Ew, You didn't tell me I'd be walking in on a porn video..." Flowey stated, more towards me, with an unamused face.

I smiled and pushed G away a bit, and he sighed, glaring at the flower. I wiped my thumb across my lips subconsciously. "Ahah.... Wasn't expecting you so early Flowey."

He raised.... What seemed to act as a brow. "Figured I'd show up early to hear the results.... Guess since you're both here, you were waiting for me anyway"

I heard G mumble and fold his arms. Was he really being a baby because I refused to jump his bones? Geeze......

I stood and brushed myself off. "Yeah.... Actually we were.... On G's word, you can stay here." I smiled.

"But... You only get one chance...... one..... You blow it, and I'm incinerating your ass..." G threatened.

I rolled my eyes in sync with Flowey's. "Yeah... I figured as much... Look.... Frisk, thank you.... You didn't have to do this... It means a lot.." Flowey admitted.

I smiled and grabbed the pot from off the bookshelf, walking back over and crouching down. I placed it in front of him and he gave me a smile before detaching from the ground and placing himself in the pot, rooting himself in. I brought him up to my chest for a hug, and I felt him rest his head on my shoulder.

"Anything for a friend, Flowey..." I replied, standing once more.

G sighed. "So where are we keeping the house plant...?"

Flowey growled. "Where ever he wants to be kept." I justified

Flowey smirked. "Do you have a desk in your room, Frisk?"

G huffed and his eye flared yellow as he marched toward the flower. "Give him to me I'll smash that pot right now... " A growled in return. I spun on my heel and glared at G. "You won't touch him..." I warned, trying to look as intimidating as possible.

For a second I thought that it had worked because he stopped.... But... Then he smirked. He wasn't feeling threatened, even in the slightest. "Take a look at chu miss big shot, acting all scary... Alright fine... I won't touch em.." He stated. But I knew him.

I narrowed my eyes "No magic either"

He looked surprised for a moment before he sighed. "Yeah yeah.."

I smiled in success and kissed his cheek, walking over and placing Flowey on the window sil. He smiled up at me and I couldn't help but smile back. He was so much better around me and I knew for a fact that having Flowey around would allow me to help G with his anger.

After that, I had made my way back to the kitchen to make breakfast. It was kind of hard with G stuck to my hip like he was. He and I had just pondered on how to explain the to Papyrus and what ground rules to establish to the former prince.

It would be a change for the better.

I hoped

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