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*You are surrounded by an array of bullets while being squeezed to death by vines.

*Perhaps SNARK was not the answer.

Frisk: "H-hey, did you hear that?"

Flowey: "NO! I'm not falling for another one of your stupid jokes. This is the end, so... die!"

*The bullets close in on you.

???: "You know what you are?"

Flowey: "No! Not now m-"

???: "A nasty weed about to be uprooted by the goat of the ruins, Toriel!"

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*A fireball blows Flowey away. The bullets and veins vanish. Toriel catches you on your fall down.

*You hit her with your stick, but your scrawny arms are too weak after being squeezed so hard.

Toriel: "Oh, goodness gracious my child! There's no need for such cruelty. I assure you, I mean you no harm."

*The G.O.A.T mom lays you on the ground. Odd green energy enters your body.

Toriel: "Do not fear, help is near, I will take good care of you."

HP fully restored.

Frisk: "W-why did you sing?"

Toriel: "Apologies my child, but magic requires it."

Frisk: "Is that why you roasted Flowey the Forgettable?"

Toriel: "Is that really its name?"

Frisk: "...Yes."

Toriel: "Well, either way. You're the first human to fall down here in a long time, please, follow me. You have much to learn."

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