Cyan Eye [Fontcest]

Chapter 30; Attack

Papyrus placed his phone on the kitchen's counter and continued humming 'Bonetrousle', he ceased once he heard a sound coming from the living room. Papyrus peeked his head out of the kitchen, no one. He looked out their front window and noticed a yellow flower smiling at him, he turned off the fire, not wanting to burn the house down. 

Papyrus exited the house and walked over to Flowey "Howdy, Papyrus!" Papyrus smiled "HELLO, FLOWEY! WHAT BRINGS YOU TO MY WINDOW TODAY?" Flowey responded "I just want to have a nice friendly chat! Let's talk in the forest, shall we?" Papyrus was a little nervous and mad after hearing about how miserable  he made Sans feel even before Frisk came, but made sure not to display any fear towards Flowey. He kept up the friendly and oblivious image "OF COURSE! ANYTHING FOR A FRIEND!"

They walked into the forest until they reached a quiet area where they could talk. Flowey turned to face Papyrus and his smile turned into a smirk which made Papyrus even more nervous "So... Congratulations on your new relationship with your brother! I'm happy for you!" Flowey smiled and winked, Papyrus flinched. Of course Flowey would've seen them, he should've been more careful. Papyrus tried his best to keep his smile from faltering "THANK YOU, FLOWEY! BUT COULD YOU KEEP THAT A SECRET? I DON'T WANT ANYONE TO KNOW YET..." Flowey winked again "Sure thing, buddy! But I won't do it for free~!" Of course, blackmail. Papyrus couldn't keep his smile from faltering this time. He waited for Flowey to continue "I want you to lend me your body for a day." Papyrus felt a chill up his spine, not from the weather in Snowdin, but from fear. Would Flowey even tell anyone? He wouldn't talk to a boss monster other than himself, but he could tell the town's people and rumors would spread around quickly, after all, brothers can't be together. But if he did let Flowey use his body, can he even be sure he'll give it back? What does he want to do in the meantime? Would Sans be in danger? Would Papyrus be in danger? What if everyone gets killed because of him? And the human is coming in an hour, he can't let Flowey have his body.

He looked at Flowey with a serious expression, he inhaled, then exhaled before speaking "I'M SORRY, FLOWEY. BUT I CANNOT LET YOU DO THAT." Flowey's face shifted to an evil, black grin "What's stopping me from taking your body right now?" Papyrus yelped and backed away nervously "Y-YOU DON'T HAVE M-MY CONSENT." Flowey's grin widened. Papyrus shut his eyes tight, waiting for an impact, but nothing came. 

He opened one of his eyes slightly to look, he saw Sans in front of him, facing Flowey "ya heard him. scram, weed bag." Sans's eye flared a beautiful light blue and yellow color, he summoned a few bones, pointing them at Flowey "You wouldn't kill Papyrus's friend!" Blue and yellow smoke was now resonating from Sans's left eye, he seemed pissed off "you are NOT his friend." Sans would've killed Flowey right then and there, but Papyrus being there is stopping him to. Sans inhaled and exhaled slowly, in an attempt to calm himself down. 

Flowey's vine struck out from the ground, aiming to tie around Sans's leg. Sans swiftly grabbed Papyrus's hand and teleported them away from the vine "paps, please stay far, i'll deal with this." Papyrus reluctantly backed away, giving his brother and Flowey some space, he was still hesitant, he didn't want Sans getting hurt, but decided to listen and trust him.

Sans summoned a few more bones "how 'bout we make this easy, give up or suffer." Flowey grinned "Not a chance, smiley trash bag. I've been waiting for this day." Flowey pulled out more vines from the ground, Sans dodged some and teleported away from the rest. He impaled a few bones into Flowey, making his HP drop at a rapid rate, however, nowhere near enough to kill him, Flowey had a lot of HP even without those 6 human souls. Flowey spoke "You know, trash bag. I know your every attack, when are you bringing out your little pets~?" Papyrus tilted his head in confusion while Sans simply shrugged "when things get too chilly." Papyrus cringed, could that even be called a pun?