Sans: *Stays silent, knowing that Pastel intentionally avoided the question* <Mind: I wonder what kind of people the flower trusts...> *They enter Gaster's room and explain what happened*

Gaster: Hmm... Well, I'm not sure much of what I can do for this one... He seems to be corrupted... Either, he's gone through so many timelines, so differently that his body can't handle it... or....

Sans: Or, what?

Gaster: Well It's nearly impossible but, he could have started to grow a SOUL...

Sans: Well-

Gaster: But  then again, if he had a SOUL, we'd basically have to destroy it! *Sans nervously holds Flowey closer to himself* Cause with that it could make time itself fracture, crack like an egg! And, destroying someone's SOUL, even if it's just a start of one... would kill its holder as well! But, as I said, that's nearly impossible.... I don't think that would happen... *Sans stands up and starts to walk to the door*

Sans: Well, he has gone through a lot of timelines! We'll handle it! *Sans runs out the door, Pastel behind him, they walk back to Sans' room* Okay... *sigh* We're not doing that! *Flowey wakes up*

Flowey: Ow... Why does everything hurt?

Sans: Yeah.... You're defiantly hungover... Now... we need to figure out how to fix this SOUL problem without killing Flowey...

Flowey: Wait, what?! Why would you want to kill me?! Wait.... Okay, what have I done LATELY that would make you want to kill me?!

Sans: *Sigh* You're SOUL has corrupted your entire existence... And according to Gaster, If you have a SOUL, which you do, we would need to destroy your SOUL, which would also kill you... But if we don't, all of time has a possibility of corrupting...

Flowey:  .  .  .  Well that seems like a crappy situation... Either I die, or all of time corrupts! I don't want either of those!  .  .  . This sucks....