"Nowhere to run. Nowhere to hide."

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You entered a small room, the only thing in particular in there, was a stand. Was a bowl of camels. Now, you've never really experienced the flavour of sweets in any sort of matter. Flowey, however, was hesitant over the situation, not seeing this before. Yet, you didn't understand why.

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Y/N and her dear companion froze, seeing their distorted faces throw into confusion. Flowey's head dropped with beads of sweat, not liking the only thing in the room a bowl of sweets. It seemed like a trap to him, killing them both in a matter of seconds. Maybe it was poisoned? A alarm trigger? While y/n was oblivious over the situation.

She didn't  care less on what lies ahead, she just simply thought 'sweets', the only thing she's never tasted, wanting the desire of the flavouring. She didn't seem to notice Flowey's worried stare piercing in the side of her face.

She took a step closer, soon walking over. As Flowey, could do nothing. His petals soon seemed to drag down in a expression of defeat. Maybe, it will be alright.. His leaves, or tendrils, wrapping around her, already prepared to curl around y/n in a matter of warning. He was gentle, not wanting to harm the poor girl anytime sooner.

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A very small update, sorry :'v

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