*Le blush* Hehehe...


Whiteclaw: *Takes Flowey'paw off of his back* Well, the cat thing is... "interesting".... And uh... Yeah... I do know what a 'mate' is.... *He blushes a slight bit* But! Uh... *Quickly changes the subject* I think that Flo- uh, Goldenfur is getting worse... H-He seems to have a fever now... which is something that... only happens if we (Monsters) get into an incredible state of sickness... It's not usually normal... *Moondusk looks towards Foxheart, giving a hint to make 'a move'* Hey, y-you know what, i'm gonna go look around a bit! *Whiteclaw goes outside, away from the awkwardness, and looks around*

Moondusk: Pfft! You so blew your chance to get with your mate!

Foxheart: H-He's not my mate! Stop saying that! (Edit if you want, "Foxheart" (Eliver))

Moondusk: He won't be if you keep talking like that... *rolls eyes* Anyway! I got the herbs! We were a bit short though, so it might delay a bit... or not even work at all... But, it might work! *She feeds the herbs to Flowey, and they wait... and wait... and wait... and they wait for like 2 hours....*

Goldenfur: *Wakes up* Ugh... My... everything hurts... *He stands up* Wait... Why do I... have legs? Oh! yeah... *They hear a distant scream that grows louder as it comes closer, Whiteclaw runs in, in a short pink dress, and shuts himself up*

Nightfeather: Uh... you okay? 

Whiteclaw: shh! *Silverstripe, Honeyfrost, and Cocoaswirl run past the den* Phew... I think I'll stay in here...

Goldenfur: Why were they chasing you? And... *Flowey just kinda stares at Sans for a moment* You want a cute little bow to go with that?

  Whiteclaw: *Realizes that Flowey's awake* You're awake! Are you alright?

Goldenfur: Yeah... I still feel a little sick though... I- I- *Flowey and Sans both start to look confused and in slight pain, without any warning, they went back to their original Monster forms (Sans is still in a dress)*

Sans: Uh-oh...

Flowey: I feel like we're not in the best position right now... *Moondusk steps back in slight fear when she see's them* 

Sans: Yup... Defiantly not a good position...

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