*Puts baking soda in sans ketchup*

*An hour later sans opens the fridge and grabs the ketchup* *yawn!* *opens ketchup* 

Hehehehehehe!

*Explodes all over Sans* Weed! You're so gonna get it this time! *runs around looking for flowey*

Uh oh... *Rolls away in his pot*

*The next day* wait? What do you mean turn into a huma- *turns into an awaome hot human form* . . . Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!! Why would you request this?! Wait... I have legs! And arms! And... Wait I need clothes! Uh... *looks in closet* Oh come on! Why is Mettaton's clothes in me and Frisk's room?! *Grabs Mettaton's clothes and wears it* Well on the bright side it fits.... *walks downstairs to Frisk* 

*Frisk is confused* W-who are you?! 

Oh my god! You know who I am you idiot! *Sits next to Frisk* 

F-Flowey?! Why... How are you human?! 

I don't know! Where's everyone else?

At the park.... except for Mettaton. And uh... why are you wearing his clothes?

It was the only clothe-

*mettaton walks in* Darling?! Why are you in my clothes?!

Frisk: Doesn't he look fabulous?

Mettaton: *twitches eye* W-who is this?

I'm Flowey, pop star! And what's with your eye?

*Frisk realizes what's going on* Uh.. heh heh... F-flowey follow me. *Bring Flowey into bathroom and locks door*

What's going on Frisk? *in annoyed tone*

Frisk: There's a problem Flowey!

What?

Frisk: You look fabulous.

And? . . .

Frisk: You don't understand Flowey, if someone looks more fabulous than Mettaton, he'll freak out! And I don't mean just freak out, I mean he'll go and try to kill you kind of freak out!

Wait what....

Frisk: I mean he'll- *An axe has been chopped into the door* Do that!

Mettaton: Whoops... my hand slipped.... hehe! 

*Mettaton grabs the axe and chases them as they run* *They run into the closet* Oh darlings, I'm so sorry... please come back out... I've even got you a present.

*They come out* 

*Mettaton reaches behind him* *then pulls out a chainsaw* Here you go darlings! Your present is pain! *They run*

*12:30 a.m.*-

Frisk: Come on! *grabs Flowey's hand and rushes to their room locking the door* Put this on! *throws Flowey a shirt and pair of pants identical to hers*

Right in front of you?!

Just get it on! *turns around* quickly! 

*Flowey puts on the clothes*

*Mettaton walks in* Oh, your not fabulous anymore, well see you later!

*They all walk downstairs* *then the rest walk in*

Sans: Hey guys! We're ho-

Toriel: Sans! I told you something would happen! There's holes all over the house! they look like