you're filled with...

*Because you asked so nicely, sure!

*I love giving hugs!

“The hug is coming, then!!!!”

*Hiya! ~Poppy

F... floofy........

*Paps is here to give hugs!*

“HERE’S MY SKELETON!!!”

Sans just inches away

✦ * .   ❀  ;   did they–                        did they just shush him?! that liTTLE SH–

whap. there all his rage and all his mean words go, interrupted by a whap in the face. flowey doesn’t even make a sound, probably caught off-guard by the gesture, and ends up exactly as the human wants him: silent. all he does is letting out a sigh of frustration, and then nothing more, as he simply gazes at the work of the other.

wondering if to actually kill them, to get those - what - ten minutes of more peace? the flower knows very well that they won’t stop, nor get tired of attempting that craziness of theirs. they’re determined, after all. he would be surprised if they gave up, honestly.

the other’s question takes him, again, off-guard. he gazes at the human with an expression of almost exhaustion, almost as he’s asking himself if they’re kidding. and as he notices that no, they’re not kidding at all, the most sarcastic of smiles widens on his round face.

          * oh, poor little me! alone and lonely?           * i’ll be so sad if i’m left here by myself in the silence!           * pretending that i did it and everyone’s dead!                              * are you SERIOUS?

as fast as the smile appeared, it now disappears, and he huffs in annoyance.

          * don’t you have anything better to–                          * – i-i mean                                       * … do something else, damn it.

a pause.

          * i don’t want to stay in the garden of that old fool. i want to stay here.           * between all, i thought you’d be the first one to know that i deserve to stay here.

Woop, here we go again! Looks like Flowey isn’t going to accept this kind of kindness anytime soon, isn’t he? Huffing and puffing, the kid simply answered by shrugging and ignoring him at first, way more interested into digging that hole than being yelled at by a flower... at least until his comment about not having anything better to do. Or half comment, for the matter, since he managed to stop himself just in time, but was still enough to stop Frisk and looking up to the other, surprised...

     ...and a little softened.

“...well ...if I was up there now, I would be in school” they continue with a tiny shrug “and while Tori is a great teacher, not even she can make a math class any less boring. And most of my friends tried to kill me, and some of them even thought about bringing death and pain to humanity, anyway, you’re not that special. Soooo no. I really don’t have anything better to do, other than helping out my brother!”

          * I TAKE IT BACK!           * I TAKE EVERYTHING BACK!!           * I HATE YOU, YOU’RE HORRIBLE!!!

“Everyone knows you can’t take back this kind of stuff!! Look, it’s in the rules!”

sHUT UP NO ONE NEEDS TO KNOW >:C

"TOO LATE!

gives them the "OK" badge

“Thank you sir!!

✦ * .   ♕  ;   oh, that tone… that’s pure determination. regardless if the king feels to deserve comprehension and hugs, the child seems absolutely ready to work in making him feel better, one way or another. you can’t say no to such a determined creature!

asgore’s smile widens tenderly. he doesn’t say a single word to rebut; he simply obeys, gently taking the child from under their arms and picking them up, letting them rest on both his arms and the chest.                 go, frisk! you’re in perfect position!

Oh, here we go!  Their determination was enough once more!

Smiling as they’re pulled up, the child don’t wait a single second as soon as they’re pulled up, pretty much shoving their entire body against the big monster, hugging him as hard as he can!!