always together

[overandoverandover]

Flowey was disoriented for a while, and very, very pissed. He had been yelling grumpily in the garden until he heard familiar footsteps running across the stone pathway nearby.

Then there was Frisk, facing the wrong way in the wrong spot. "Over here," he said and they had eagerly greeted him with a hug. Flowey was pretty annoyed, but at least there was someone here. And his "charge," no less.

They'd filled him in, of course, as best as they could. He was pretty angry through the whole thing, but Frisk didn't mind- they were more than used to his anger rambles, and it was even almost welcome after being away from him for as long as they were. And at least they were together.

But the mood was a little dampened when they realize they aren't holding anything to carry Flowey like they used to.

a

So there's the chance you'll see Frisk, wandering the hallways and looking for the kitchen so they can carry him in a bowl or something, as a temporary replacement of his old flowerpot.

Or you'll find Flowey waiting in the garden, just kinda… there. And muttering about how absolutely ridiculous this whole situation is.

b

Or after all that's done, Frisk and Flowey are going through the castle together so he can get acquainted with everything. They're both talking together like old friends, Flowey occasionally stopping to give Frisk directions to turn this way or that down hallways and through doors.

Comments

a

[dustless]

WELL.

Flowey is just gonna spot a smaller Frisk standing between two trees, completely motionless. Of course they don't know the other Frisk had Flowey as their guide.

So...they're expecting immediate trouble. But they'll wait for him to make the first move.

[overandoverandover]

He's mostly just kinda annoyed that they're just standing there. He hasn't quite noticed the difference in age yet, but he's noticed the scarf.

"Hey, Frisk. Are you gonna go and get the bowl, or are you just gonna keep staring at me? Did you think I wouldn't notice?"

[dustless]

"What."

...Talking the other Frisk, or who he thinks is the other Frisk. Unless there's a whole 'nother different Frisk suddenly around, which is definitely possible.

Frisk takes a careful step forward. "...got the wrong person, I think."

[overandoverandover]

"Don't play dumb with me. You were supposed to- wait."

Then he notices. This one's shorter.



"Oh. Silly old me, I guess I forgot! There's more than one of the same person, isn't there? Don't bother explaining anything to me. Your counterpart has already covered everything. I don't need to hear it again."

[dustless]

"Okay."

Enjoy being somewhat awkwardly stared at, then. 'Cause they aren't entirely sure what to do.

They've gotten used to being the tutorial, now that they think about it.

A.

[sansational]

Well then.

This was not what he expected when he woke up this morning. But Sans generally runs into so many things that he wasn't expecting when he wakes up in the morning that that he should probably just come to expect that much.

He has better feelings towards Flowey than most Sanses who never reached the surface might. And besides, a Flowey who's just kind of there, out in the open, muttering about how ridiculous a situation is probably isn't a Flowey who's about to cause trouble anyway.

Sans kind of stops and stares for a moment when he sees this particular flower - he's stopped doing a double-take any time he sees any yellow flower at all, so it takes him a second to accept that he's really seeing what he thinks he's seeing. Once he has, however, Sans simply walks over and flops down on the ground next to his old enemy.

"yo. welcome to the surface."

[overandoverandover]

Two (and then some) years living around a guy like him forces one to develop some level of tolerance. Flowey wasn't particularly pleased when he found out that there wasn't just one Sans, but four, except that two were from a lab and significantly more chill on the jokes than the rest. Or so Frisk thought.

He'll just have be cynical careful.

"So, which one are you?"

wow rude

[sansational]

Huh. Sans lets out a huff of mingled amusement and surprise at the greeting, such as it is. "so someone's brought you up to speed already? wow. hard to beleaf i don't have to do all of that on my own anymore."

He's mildly more chill on jokes than his immediate other self, still more into them than the babybones. But this is still Flowey, and old habits die a bit hard. And he's been a bit too busy recovering from his recent transformation to have actually met the Frisk Flowey is referring to.

"i'm the one who never actually got to meet frisk, back home. the barrier was still very much up." So it's especially nice for him, being up here. It's especially nice for him to have been able to meet Frisk this way.

[overandoverandover]

He's learned how not to groan every time he lets out a pun. And so this guy is from the "bad timeline" Frisk told them about.

"And I'm the only talking flower here. I've been on the surface plenty of times already. It's funny, you know? Finally getting to the only place you've never been your whole life, and already it's getting boring."



"And now I'm stuck here with a whole lot of yous."

B.

[antitemporal]

Sans-Serif can recognize that this Frisk is the Frisk who can't see. Simply because when he's already shorter than the younger Frisk the fact that this one is noticeably taller is even more noticeable. But then he also notices that they seem to be walking through the hallways with much more certainty than they'd displayed when he'd first met them. It's nice to see that they've gotten used to things so quickly. Maybe the castle is being nice to them, in the same way it's nice to him.

As he scampers to catch up to them, he notices the plant before he notices the face on the flower.

"hi, frisk! that's a really nice flower."

[mercybutton]

It has been being nice to them, partly because it's probably gotten bored of seeing Frisk trip over themselves all the time and get lost every which way. It's also reminded them of some things, they found- they'd be in the kitchen and re-open the door to the aviary, telling Frisk to feed the birds some bread or something.

"Hiya, Sans- wait, sorry. Which are you?"

They look at little embarrassed, but without knowing the auditory cues just quite yet they can't really tell. Sorry.

[antitemporal]

Sans-Serif stumbles to a stop beside them before he remembers himself, and winces. Right. Why does he keep forgetting? He remembers the fact, but not what it means.

"sorry. um, i'm serif. or s-2. or the one that helped you out of the fountain." He frowns, still not sure if he's being quite specific enough yet. He's used to his name being enough. He and Sans are visually distinct enough, but that's...not exactly helpful here.

"i don't wear shoes." He holds his food up for evidence before hastily putting it back down. But he doesn't, not as a rule. Whereas Sans is hardly ever without his slippers. Maybe that will help. "but i also don't have a plate on my hand." In case they've met Subject One.

[mercybutton]

"Ah, okay." To the no-shoe wearing thing. It's not like they can see him hold up his foot. But his next sentence confuses them. "Plate on...?"



"Are you always this forgetful? Unless Frisk went skipping around the castle holding hands with that other Sans, there's no way they know about whatever plates you're talking about."

a

[prospectornimbat]

"Hey, kid," Fidget greets, flying in through a window. So many doors in here are closed and impossible to open, but, hey, at least the windows are open. "What're you looking for now?"

[mercybutton]

"Oh, hi Fidget! I'm looking for a flowerpot, or something like that, like a bowl, but I'd rather get the flowerpot. Know where I can find one?"

[prospectornimbat]

"You tried around the fountain?" Place that makes the most sense.

[mercybutton]

That gives them pause.

"Nnnno… but I figured I'd get a bowl from the kitchen, if I couldn't find a pot somewhere else."

A

[justletmewin]

[[This takes place some time after this thread.]]

Frisk seemed to be getting around okay, much to Asriel's relief. In fact, they'd been doing better than ever.

"Howdy Frisk! What are you doing out--" He spots Flowey, and his eyes widen with astonishment. "--here?"

Re: A

[mercybutton]

Frisk had been just about ready and head back into the castle from the garden, to go hunting for something to carry their old companion in. Just about then, they hear footsteps, followed by Asriel's voice.

Asriel.

That's some… great timing.

"I was talking to Flowey," they explain. "I was just about to go get a pot to carry him around. Do you- do you, uh, wanna help? Find one?"

Flowey doesn't seem to be particularly pleased about doubles who got the better end if the stick, but nonetheless.

Re: A

[justletmewin]

This is awkward. A Flowey had to show up sooner or later, but he didn't expect it now. It's a little unnerving, seeing yourself like this... a version of yourself you want to suppress as long as possible. Still, Flowey is him, and as much as he wouldn't want to admit it, he'd still appreciate being treated with kindness.

"S-Sure! Anything he wants in particular? I gotta admit... this is weird."

[mercybutton]

"I'm right here, y-"

"-A flowerpot," Frisk says, interrupting Flowey. "So I can carry him around the castle, and he doesn't just have to stay in the garden. Do you wanna come with me?"

They don't suggest keeping Flowey company. They don't think it'd be the best idea to have the two of them hanging together alone.

A

[demonthatcomes]

Welp, this is awkward. Hello Flowey, meet the Chara who nearly sliced you to ribbons. Assuming he came from their universe, which he didn't. But the sentiment remains.

"...Hey."

[overandoverandover]

"... Hey."

This is complicated.

... They don't know how to feel. His feelings about Chara are complicated, but...

[demonthatcomes]

"...I know it's you."

This annoying weed who boasted, "It's kill or be killed." Their kindly best friend who refused to lay a finger on their own village and died for it. One and the same.

"I really screwed you over, didn't I?" They bite their lip to keep from smiling. Laughing would be the last thing he needs.

[overandoverandover]

"… I don't know anymore."

On one hand, he's soulless. Has been for a long time, between all of his resets. He's lost track how old he really is.

But now things are better, more or less. Monsters are living on the surface. Peace and prosperity will tule across the land.

On the other, who knows what would have happened if he had gone through with Chara's plan?