Your POV

It's been a few days since you've arrived. You miss home. You want to go back to the surface. Not that you didn't appreciate everything Toriel has done for you, but you would like to see your real mom and dad. You wake up, laying on your bed. You look on the floor and see a slice of butterscotch cinnamon pie. You sigh and get out of bed. You pick up the piece of pie and place it in your inventory. You wouldn't have even known it existed if it wasn't for Flowey teaching you all the mechanics of the underground.
" Good morning,* your name *, " Flowey says as you walk towards him.
" Today's the day Flowey. " Flowey looks at you confused." What do you mean,* your name *? "" I'm gonna ask. " Flowey starts to tense up." Are you sure? I mean, we're safe here. We get food, shelter, a warm bed. Isn't this better than leaving. "" Flowey, you know better than anyone that I'm not happy here. Plus, I'd like to see the surface before......" You look down at your hands to see new blossoms have continued to grow. Flowey gives you a solemn look, feeling sorry for you." I understand. " he says, giving you smile, trying to cheer you up." I'll help you any way I can. " You smile back at him." Thank you. "