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Flowey: O-Okay... I guess I'll go w-with plan B then....                                                                                           I...                                                                                                                                                                                            Killed...PFFT!!                                                                                                                                                                        Sans!... *Flowey starts to laugh like crazy for no reason whatsoever* It was like a th-thousand, trillion, gazzilion, times! Hehehe! Oh! A-Also, I have a SOUL! Wait... W-Why are there two of you? Eh, I-I'm gonna take a-a nap... *Flowey passes out from all the alcohol he drank, and Sans walks back in*

Sans: Okay, I think I'm okay now- Anndd, he passed out! That's just... "great"... *Sans checks Flowey's HP* W-What? *Sans looks at Flowey's STATS confusingly* This makes NO sense at all..

Pastel: What do you mean?

Sans: His HP is flickering between full HP and 0 HP... His LV is trying to decide whether it's supposed to be LV 9999~ or LV 1.... It's like his existence is trying to contemplate why it exists... Something's not right about this... We should take him to... Should we take him to Gaster or Alphys?

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