"Gotcha!", you heard Flowey yell above you. You look up and your entire being is filled with panic. Flowey had apparently been standing on the ledge above you, as you're forced to watch the rapidly descent of the flower's bulbous green behind. You manage to scuttle out of the way as he slams his plump rear on the ground, squashing an echo flower in the process. "Haha, just think, that could be you", Flowey laughs as he stands up and gives his rear another slap.
You stumble over your own feet a few times as you run away, attempting to seek shelter from Flowey. As you attempt to get away, you run into a wall as you round the corner. You thought you would have splattered, but you managed to squeeze into a crack in the wall. How fortunate! You decide that this is the best place to hide until the coast is clear and wriggle deeper into the crevice. It's quiet for a while, but you soon hear the light footsteps of your enemy approaching.
"Man, where is that squishie?", you hear Flowey ask himself. "There's no way they could've gotten far. Maybe a monster splattered 'em? Shoot. Really would've liked to have a seat cushion or snack."
Soon, though, he hears your whimpers close by, causing a smirk to form on his face. He's found his toy. He knows you're nearby, but Flowey doesn't know exactly where. Somehow, he's going to have to lure you out. "Hmm... let's see what else this body can do..."
As you cower in your cramped shelter, you hear an odd distortion close by. Soon after the distortion stops, you hear much heavier footsteps, though whatever is making them doesn't sound to be too big.
"I... I'm back!", you hear a soft voice cry out. "I'm me again! H-how is this possible? Mom? Dad? Where am I?"
The voice doesn't sound familiar to you, though you swear you've heard that same softness in Toriel's voice. Whatever it is, it clearly isn't Flowey. You decide to squeeze out of your shelter and take a look. It takes you a while to return to your three dimensional shape, but once you do, you see a figure looking up at you.
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