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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[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.]