Possession

Golden Light

The Judge

I have never been forced to teleport before. And I hated every second of it. "What the-" I start off, soon falling down on the spot. Involuntarily using my magic felt like I just had a literal rug pulled out from underneath me. It takes all of the energy I have left not to go psycho on Flowey.

I don't think over all of this time he had ever used my magic directly from my soul. A shaky hand grips my shirt, right over my soul. As if the defensive position really could protect me when Flowey is literally controlling me from the inside out. I hadn't noticed that the vines were lower than normal when I had readjusted my slipping jacket, pulling it back on all the way after the sudden dash from the human.

With a moment of hesitation, I reach my hand up to my eye socket. And before I could truly evaluate my decision, shouting stabbed my skull. "What are you doing!?" Flowey shrieked. The vines around my arms were pulled taught to my sides. I didn't answer. I should have expected him to be there. It seems to be that I just bought embarrassment and more questions with my poorly rationalized decision.

I feel the moving vines inside of my head, giving me the same sensation of bones scratching down a chalk board. I clench my jaw, trying to keep my urge to rebuke down. As I try to control my urge to demolish this demonic flower, I realize how much I am shaking.

I try to control it, but with my magic being so low for so long, I can't. And soon I can almost sense Flowey about to complain about it. Especially since he tightens the vines after he notices that I am trying to stop the shaking by crossing my arms over my chest. I lower my head a little to try to ease the stress off of it.

"Uh, I'm going to go get some food." He says, out of place in this situation. But of course, he has never fit in, he had to force his way into my head. I can feel him leave, the vines rubbing against the inside of my head feels like bones scraping down a chalk board. And before I could focus on my surroundings clearly, he's already gone.

I try to blink a few times, adjusting my view without a flower in my eye. Where? I look around trying to piece together everything in my dazed stupor. Is this, New Home? I can't register what my mind is trying to process. Why would Flowey take me to one of the most populated places in the Underground?

It's lucky of him to have landed just by doors inside the Judgement Hall, there aren't many monsters that would want to come here. Just as soon as I was able to figure that out, Flowey was able to pop up from the ground and give me a small jump scare.

With the sudden panic the shaking I had been trying to control just got a lot worse. Flowey doesn't hesitate at all giving me what he had found. A burger from BP, it isn't my favorite, but it will have to do. I think about all the times I would get food at Grilby's, wishing to be there than here. Wishing to be anywhere than here.

I take a bite of the hamburger anyway, grateful for the food, just not the company.