Don't you miss your old friend?

It’s been so long...                      Don’t you miss your old friend?

Ask/RP Blog for Flowey from Undertale

❝Oh, you’re on. There’s only a couple questions… first, what’re we betting? It’s not much of a loss if I don’t lose anything. And second…

…

White or apple cider?❞

“Mmmmm.... How about money? I could use more for my hot cheeto fund“

“I don’t really understand why you’d let me use this, but beats freezing my petals off”

Not that they would freeze off, but cold never did him any good. Flowers and cold weather never really went together, he avoided snowdin like the plague for that very reason. Snowdin he could avoid, winter on a whole? Not so much. Hotland was the only real reprieve but even then it was too hot and dry for him. His options? Freeze or feel all gross and wilted... Neither desirable.

    OOPS. FRISK IS far too close to properly get out of the way of all of the pellets, and ends up taking a couple to the face amid their scramble backwards.

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    Ow. Still, they manage a little smile despite the sting.

❝Aw, thanks, Bestie!! I’ll treasure this bruise for the next week or so I have it!! ♡❞

“Oh don’t worry, you know there’s always more where those came from. With your name on them and everything!“ He wondered if it was possible for them to both annoy each other to death, seeing as neither would be capable of boring each other. At least he managed to hit them a couple times, made it somewhat worth it.

    FOR A BRIEF moment, the footsteps slow and falter, laced with the clear hesitation of someone who’s path was not determined by chance… rather, it was moreso as if whoever was walking out there was following something. Some sort of map perhaps?

    … That is, a map that ( judging by the change in direction the sound takes after he’s moved ) seems to have Flowey set as the destination.

   Or so a paranoid mind could posit, anyways. Surely no such thing could exist, could it? In the distance, the steps begin to get faster.

He didn’t like how they got faster, he didn’t like how they changed direction, honestly he didn’t like the situation at all! Mystery footsteps coming out of nowhere, seemingly following him? This had bad written ALL over it.

*What, All I did was Compliment Your Sweater! 

*Is That a Crime Now? I Think Not.