"Uh... Sans? How... is everyone. How are you actually?" Asks Papyrus walking up to Sans who's lying in bed with the lights off.

"Asgore is sad about Flowey but is okay now, the last thing Asrei- I mean the weed said made Toriel cry in her room and now she's pretending that Asriel never existed" Sans Explained.

"And... you and Flowey?" Asks Papyrus sitting on the bed next to Sans.

*Sans sits up* "The kids dead and Depending on what happened last time Alphys worked with souls... she's not gonna do anything. And Flowey, ever since the kid died a week ago he went into his room, locked the door, he hasn't came out since..." Says Sans.

"Sans, I think you should go talk to Flowey... I think it would be good for both of you..." Says Papyrus.

*Sans lays down and puts the covers over himself letting out a groan of despair*

"Why not? Come on... it'll be good for you" Papyrus says.

"Do you know how many time lines I've tried to kill that weed in" Says Sans.

"It does not matter, your going to do it anyway" Says Papyrus putting Sans over his shoulder and walking to Flowey's door.

*Knock Knock* "Flowey? It's your best friend, papyrus! Please open the door!" Says Papyrus. *The door unlocks, Papyrus opens the door puts Sans down and walks away closing the door behind him*

"This place is trashed. . ." Sans whispers to himself looking at all the emptied out drawers, clothes, and other things all over the ground. *He turns on the light and sits on on the bed next to Flowey (who is in a shoe with his head down)*

"Hey wee- Flowey how you doin?" Asks Sans.

"One, your not papyrus and two, why do you care?" Asks Flowey.

"*sigh* Look weed I don't wanna be here either, let's just pretend I was never here" Says Sans walking to the door. *He tries to open the door but it doesn't open* "Shoot! Papyrus must've put something in front of the door!" Says sans sitting back down on the floor. *He picks up a bunch of stuff on the ground and starts to look through it*

"Hey why'd you tear up these photo's?" Asks Sans.

"Stop it... stop being concerned.... stop being so nice... it doesn't get you anywhere..." Says Flowey.

*Sans grabs the other half of the teared up photo. It's a photo of Frisk and Flowey with freshly made butterscotch pie and two nice creams... they seem happy*

"Hey Flowey, when was this taken?" Asks Sans.

"I'm pretty sure I made you kill your own brother in one or two time lines..." Says Flowey.

"Look weed! I'm trying to be nice here!" Says Sans grabbing Flowey. "Come on tell me all the horrible things that you-... Wait a-are you... crying?" Asks Sans.

"What?! No! I'm not even capable of crying! I don't have a soul, you idiot!" Says Flowey with tears going down his face.

*Sans sets the flower down and they sit in silence for a while*   "sorry kid... I know what it's like to lose somebody..."