(Third Person)

"I have a question." Chara admitted, "Why are you here?"

"Kitty" laughed, "How."

"... I can't tell you. It's complicated." Flowey sighed.

"Kitty" frowned, "If you don't say anything, then... I'll have to do what I want."

"... Your LOVE... it's high... but... it's messed up. Its scrambling numbers, but... how? Your soul is... weird." Flowey sighed.

"Kitty" giggled, "What color is it?"

"It's bright orange. Courage, I believe that soul trait is called. Yet... it's like it's some sort of messed up projection. It's... weird." Flowey frowned.

Sans sighed, "The buttercup is right. It's Courage, but it's messed up... like something went wrong... somehow."

"What about me?" Chara asked, smiling.

Sans laughed, "Red. Determination. With cracks. A soul I'd expect from YOU."

"... what about me?" Flowey asked.

Sans' eyes went blank. Something was wrong.

Flowey frowned, "Sans? What's wrong with my soul?"

"... there... it's... there's nothing there... no soul... but... there is a piece of a soul... how?" Sans asked.

Flowey sighed, "Probably from you."

"Maybe... but I want to investigate. Kitty. Flowey. Come with me. We're going to Alphys."