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"come on, sweetheart. you don't have to look so sour."

You let out a little hmph, ignoring Sans as you continued to trudge through the snow. The stultus ossa kept following you around, and he just wouldn't leave you alone. You'd tried yelling at him the first fifteen minutes, throwing snowballs the next fifteen, and you've been ignoring him for the past ten minutes. It didn't help your temperament that you were pretty sure you were going around in circles, or that he WOULDNT. SHUT. UP.

     "hey come on, why the cold shoulder? don't freeze up on me now. hey, you do know we're going in a circle, right?"

     "Alright THAT'S IT!" You could not take another word out of his somehow-working mouth. You grabbed a fistful of snow, whirled around, and chucked another projectile at him. This time he was expecting it and dodged it easily, only to have you stomp over and point a very accusing finger in his face, Flowey in your other arm trying his best to hide behind your head.

     "Alright, listen here you reanimated corpse, I am DONE with your bullshit! Stop following me around like a stalker and GET YOUR OWN DAMN LIFE!" You bared your teeth, ears bent down in a threatening position and hairs bristling on end as you poked Sans in the face, finger accidentally going in his eyeball. He backed up, offended, and made a little pouty face.

     "hey, ya don't have to be rude, sweetheart. i just wanted to follow you around for a bit, keep you company. you're interestin', an' i wanna know watchya doin'."

     "So, a like stalker then." You turned on your heel and started to march away again, Flowey's boot still firmly in your grasp.

     "hey come on, it's not like that. i'm simply curious as to what you're planning to do. i'll leave after that, promise." You stopped and looked at him, glaring at him hard in the face for a good twenty seconds and a solid fifteen more.

     "You swear on your own life?"

     "cross my ribs and hope to fall, have my skull slammed 'gainst a wall."

     You sighed. "Fine, I'll tell you. But you have to leave me alone after. What I'm doing, is I am going to go to Asgore's castle and free the souls. They know me, and they know what Frisk is and has done, so I'm going to convince them to merge with me so we can leave this place. Okay? Now go away."

     "fine, i'm going, i'm going. no need to get violent. seeya later, sweetheart."

     "Yeah, or never would be fine too." But he was already gone. You sighed and continued walking, petting Flowey's head for therapeutic purposes as you walked.

     What you had said was the truth, but not the whole truth. While you were planning to get the souls and leave, you wanted to take care of a few things first.

     "Hey Flowey? Can you do me a favor and watch Frisk for me? I want to be able to keep tabs on their progress."

     "Well, okay then. If you want me to. But I'm going to stay as far away as I can!" Flowey replied.

     "That's fine. Just promise me you'll stay safe, okay? And if you see that annoying bone-sack, smack him for me if you want to, please."

     "Will do, ma'm!" You placed Flowey on the ground and helped him out of his pot. You waited till he gave a little wave and disappeared, then started to trudge off in what you were pretty sure was the direction of Hotland.

.....605 words..... yeah, I'm going to stop making excuses. I've kind of grown bored of this book (plus I keep forgetting about it and being distracted by Webtoons), and I only have so much time to work on it, so if I start updating again it will be short and not very often. Sorry, but that's just the way things are.

  Anyways, remember, reality is an illusion the universe is a lie buy gold BYE PERSONS!
~Time Shadow