Flowey December Catch-All

[friendlyflower]

WHO: Flowey & Kris, Eleanor, Aegiomon, others
WHAT: Questing
WHEN: Throughout December
WHERE: Tenna's TV Studio, around Bottlecap Bay
WARNINGS: Flowey's typical warnings (child death, depression, depersonalization, unreality).

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IT'S! TV!! TIME!!! (with Kris)

[friendlyflower]

[Flowey and Kris have been diligently avoiding each other since their last confrontation. But when Tenna finally finishes his new TV studio, both of themselves seem to find themselves there. Flowey, in particular, has arrived to be a hater.

When he spots Kris approaching, though, he turns with as menacing a grin as he can muster.] So you've come crawling back. Let me guess: you can't take waiting any longer, wondering what horrible thing I'm going to do to you. Isn't that it...?

[heartonachain]

[With how eager their soul was to make up with Noelle, they couldn't help but worry it'd act the same with Flowey... but their paths never seemed to cross. Maybe it doesn't want to aggravate him further, or maybe it just doesn't know where to look—whatever the reason for it, they're not going to complain. They don't want to see him. They don't want to think about it.

Flowey is the furthest thing from their mind when they come to the studio. Unfortunately, that just means they're completely blindsided when he suddenly approaches them. Their head snaps up from the signup list, a flicker of bewilderment before their expression hardens.]

... Already told Noelle. Don't care anymore.

[They force themselves to look away, back to focusing on the signup list they still can't read. They don't want to talk to him. They came here for a distraction, not this.]

1/2

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Did you REALLY think that telling HER would ruin my plan? Of course you care. I felt it.

[His evil smile fades a little realizing 1. Kris can't see it, and 2. Kris isn't looking anyway. His eye drifts to the signup sheet.]

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[friendlyflower]

... Say. How about a game, pal? [He writes his name down using a vine. He writes Kris's down, too. Their choices don't matter.] Unless you're scared of being humiliated in front of a live studio audience.

[heartonachain]

[They keep their head stubbornly locked in place, refusing to give Flowey any of their attention. He's just trying to get a rise out of them—reacting will only tell him that he's right. If they can control nothing else about their actions, they can at least control this.

They're determined to keep giving him nothing... but his next proposal catches them off guard. A game. The quiet scratch of a pen. Mentions of a live studio audience. The fact that they're already here, in Tenna's studio, in front of what they can only assume is the sign-ups. It's not hard to figure out what he's alluding to.

... it's a stupid thing to fall for, but they break, turning their head slightly in his direction.]

Really good at games. [Despite the flatness of their tone, there's a certain confident edge to their words that could only come from someone controlled by the kind of sicko that resets the whole level every time they miss a note in a rhythm game. If they can only trust their soul with one thing, surely it's this.]

[friendlyflower]

[Are they? Or is it?]

We'll see about that! Hee hee!

[A new employee- shocking that anyone signed up to work for this loser, Flowey thinks- comes to usher them to the green room. Another employee stops by with a glass of water for Kris and a sprinkle from the watering can for Flowey.

After they manage to get Flowey to stop biting the employee who watered him, they're on stage before a live studio audience! Although it's not as flashy or hi-tech as the studio Kris remembers- Tadbulbs shine down on the stage, a Grumpearl acts as a camera, a Loudred seems to amplify their voices- it's the first time Flowey's ever seen it. Reminds him of Mettaton, but... older.

Tenna asks them to enter their names, giving a sidelong glance at Kris. Unlike before, they have to write their names on a slate. Flowey quickly begins to write, a wicked smile on his face.]