{Chapter 3}

915 29 8
                                    

Facing the cold
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
•{Keys}•
(Y/N)- Your name
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

-Reader's P.O.V.-

I was quickly walking through the cold while Flowey was huddled up into my hoodie, and eventually I came to a small town and went a sign and read it.

"Snowdin?"

"Yep. That's the name of this town..." Flowey informed me with an annoyed sigh.

"Hmmm."

'Where's Frisk? You'd think I'd see them by now. They wouldn't leave me, would they?'

I turn and look at a small inn type of place.

"Hey Flowey? Wanna take a small break in that inn like place over there? It's gotta have some heat or something." I asked the flower who would probably be shivering.

"Oh! Yeah. Sure, whatever." He agrees.

"Alrighty, to the inn it is then."

I walked towards the inn and went inside it and Flowey stayed hidden within my hoodie. As I walked up to the counter I talked to the lady and gave her some coins to stay in a room and once that was done. I went up to the room and put my hood down and Flowey came out from my hoodie and went onto the bed.

"Heh, feeling a bit better now that we're out of the cold?"

"Yeah, this place sucks. It's too cold." Flowey complained.

"Don't worry, once you're warmed up and we both get some rest, we can continue. Ok?"

"I guess..." He responded as he looked around.

"It'll be alright. Oh, also, do you think my sibling is ok?"

"Well, who knows?" He shrugged.

'Does that mean that Frisk could be- No. Frisk is strong, they wouldn't give up just like that. I'm sure they're ok.'

"Well, I'm sure they're ok. They're strong and determined."

"But, if you're their friend, why didn't they wait for you?" Flowey asked.

I went to say something but then it dawned on me.

'Why didn't Frisk come to me?? Did they think I would be ok? Why did they go ahead? The goat lady was there, she could've helped. Did Frisk go ahead to see if we would be alright actually being down here??'

"You seem to be thinking pretty deeply about that, seeing how you literally zoned out the moment I said that." Flowey's voice snapped me out of my thoughts.

"Uh, yeah. It is pretty strange but, I'm sure Frisk had their reasons."

"Frisk?" He questioned.

"Yep! That's their name!"

"Oh, alright." The flower replied.

You're different {A Flowey x Reader story}Where stories live. Discover now