Corrupt: *running* Oh, FELL! EDGE! ERROR! Ink is here! 

Error: That does matter at the moment.

Corrupt: Why not?

Fell: We already have goat boy, if you can't tell. *points to Asriel*

Asriel: *cries* LET ME GO! WHAT DID I DO TO YOU?!

Edge: Nope. All of the other monsters care about you. That's what.

Corrupt: *puts the knife at Asriel's neck* Shut up. Scream for help or try to run away, and I'll slit your throat.

Asriel: *laughs* I'm immortal. You can't hurt me.

Error: *ties strings around to Asriel's legs and arms tightly* That doesn't mean anything. We could torture you forever.

Asriel: *cries* Okay! Okay! I'll stop! What do you want?

Corrupt: To have Flowey for myself.

Asriel: ... but he can't feel anything!

Corrupt: I don't care. Flowey is mine.

Asriel: ... *sniffles* Okay...

Error: Thank you, Corrupt.

Corrupt: You're welcome, Error. What can I do?

Error: Nothing as of right now.

Corrupt: Alright.