Flower Petals and Mending Wounds

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"You really are an idiot."

       Having stopped your body from floating any further down the river, he latched his vine around your waist and lifted you onto the grass. As you sat up from the ground, you could still feel a small bit of the magic beverage still sparking through your body.

'Guess it was a bad idea to drink so much.'

"No duh! Why did you even do it?! I thought you wanted to reach the end as fast as you could not get plastered on the way!"

{Cause it's fun!}

'I...I'm not sure actually... maybe... '

I just wanted to forget...

  Having the last of magic spark dissipate from your body, you soon realised how cold inside and out you really were. That the only thing keeping you warm was the magic drink and now that it's gone, you could feel the cool breeze through your wet clothing. Getting up from the ground, you marched your way back to Snowdin.

"Where do you think you're going!?"

'I left my stuff in Snowdin. I can't go on without it.'

Vines quickly wrapped themselves around your ankle, causing you to stumble to a stop. "You idiot!" Looking back, you could see Flowey staring at you as if you had lost your mind. "Do you really think you can go into that snow infested dump in the state you're in?!" You looked at yourself but didnt find anything wrong with the way you were. "You're soaked right through! Seriously how much of an idiot are you!? Even I know that a human's body is too frail to withstand the cold air in wet clothing. You don't even have fur to protect you!"

'Flowey, really, I'll be fine. I can handle-'

"I don't care if you think you can handle it! I'm not going to play your little nurse if you get sick from being an idiot! So just stay put and let me help you!" His words cut whatever intent you had of going back. Flowey noticing what he had said and the look of warmth in your face, made him hide his own. "I-I  just wanted you t-to get out, that's all..."

"Thank you..." you softly said. Flowey's reddish blush grew across his pale face as he quickly glared back at you.

"I'm not doing it for you!" Not giving you the chance to talk back, he sunk back down into the ground. Even though Flowey could be harsh with his words, there was no denying that he really became one of your dearest friends. All alone and with nothing else to do, you sat down near the cave walls, wrapping your arms around your legs. As much as you appreciate Flowey's help, you didn't like to sit around doing nothing. It left you with only your thoughts to bring you company.  Alone and empty, you found that the only thing holding you up from despair was the light your friends kept showing you. Cause at this very moment you could feel the full extent of how not having your own soul could leave you so empty. It was terrifying.

{You wouldn't be feeling so crappy if you just hurried it up. Why are you wasting so much time!}

You sink deeper into yourself, doing your best to drown Chara out. But Chara made a good point, why has it taken you so long to get through? Shutting your eyes, you could start to feel your mind sinking deeper and deeper into sleep. Doing anything to speed up time from this feeling. Were you scared of reaching the end? Were you scared of what was waiting for you there? Are you scared of getting close to them again?

The answer was yes.

       Without your determination to press you on, you were very much afraid. Something inside you, told you have to cherish every single moment you can spare with your friends. That at any moment, it'll all come to an end just as it did last time. Your first time going through the underground, you were fuelled by your determination to reach the end. To get the ending everyone wanted. To get the ending you believed you wanted, even if it ment not enjoying the company to the fullest with everyone around you. That moment you had at the restaurant with Sans, you should have seen how right he was. Did you really have to go? Couldn't you have enjoyed your time before heading off? Why was it so important to confront Asgore that you couldn't hold it off for a few more days.

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