*Flowey's smile widens at your displeasure.

Photoshop Flowey: "I think you're the only freak in this world who doesn't." (wish)

*You clench your jaw.

Frisk: "You idiot."

*In a blink of an eye you slam back to the floor. Not only shattering but collapsing the ground both you and Flowey stand on. While falling Flowey's vines whip at you, and in turn, you cut each one of them down with your knife. Then use the falling rocks to close the distance between both of you.

Frisk: "Is it because you wish to preserve yourself? To live despite the mistake your very existence IS?!"

*Right before your slash can cut Flowey in twain a Brave soul's tough glove blocks your blade.

Omega Flowey: "I'm no scaredy cat!"

*Its glove grabs you and chucks you away. You smash through the rocks and create a tsunami of lava from your fall to Hotland.

*The Core topples and begins to fall from the wave's impact. It shines a goldish crimson as Flowey searches for you. Your knife glows a deep red, parting the ocean and waves in half from the motion of your swing.

*You move towards Flowey as the lava tries to reclaim the land you stole from it.

Frisk: "What bullshit. Of course you fear your end. All beings do. But it comes whether you want it to or not. Give up on those silly hopes and dreams of living past this world's collapse...and you'll die a much happier death."

Flowey X: "...I liked you a lot better when you were 'Fight fight fight' instead of obnoxious theater kid. Word of advice, no one takes theater kids seriously."

This story originates from Royal Road. Ensure the author gets the support they deserve by reading it there.

*You chuckle.

Frisk: "Sorry, it's hard not to pick up on a few theatrics when you've lived with your idiot brother for 7+ years."

Flowey with another fanon name: "Is that so? Then be careful Frisk. Your wit might cut you. After all-"

*An uncountable amount of bullets spin around Flowey.

6 Souls Flowey: "You're the one who's living in a fantasy. Thinking you alone can make a better world than this one...oh, how arrogant you are."

*The bullets eject in every direction, leaving no room for you to run. You point your knife at Flowey as his attacks get closer.

Frisk: "And you'd do any better?"

*All the redness of your blade shifts to the point of its tip, then bursts forward as a massive beam of energy. The bullets are erased from existence and Flowey screams as it appr-

*BOOM!

*The shockwaves alone destroy the rest of Hotland. Even the lab is turned to little more than dust.

*You fly into the air, taking pride in the ruin you brought to this land.

Frisk: 'Oh, don't be like that. We can both agree that it was a beautiful firework. A bit late for new years but-'

*Your eyes widen as you take sight of Flowey. Still fully intact thanks to the grand efforts of a Kind soul and their frying pan.

FLOWEY: "Always making things a competition, ha. You may have taken a page from Chara's book but you clearly didn't read it. Chara...Chara would have told you that no good world would come from a tyrant's ideal."

*...

Frisk: "Ooh? And you stand by that declaration?"

Photoshop Flowey: "Idiot, do I need to spell out EVERYTHING for you?"

Frisk: "Hahaha, those memories affected you more than I expected. You had my interest before...but now...I'm curious. Come on Flowey, let's kick this up a gear! YAH!"

*You slam into Flowey, launching him to Waterfall before following after him. (to)