Me: So, we technically don't have another question-

Undyne: WHAT?!!

Me: BUT! She has given us some clarification on the '14 SOULs' and is here for Flowey.....again.

Sans: well, the little freak hasn't come back since that last comment. so, i don't think he'll appreciate visitors. 

Mettaton: Anyways! What has Undertale_lover2 have to say?

Me: They wanted to say they didn't steal 14 souls; they were born with them.

Undyne: That makes no sense. 

Sans: oh god, it's one of those fans.

Papyrus: WHATEVER DO YOU MEAN, BROTHER???

Sans: this kid is a stinkin' mary-sue. 

Papyrus: WHAT'S A MARY-SUE??????

Alphys: A Mary-Sue is someone from fan-fiction that is basically perfect and everybody loves them.

Me: The only thing that makes them not completely perfect is either them being 'clumsy' (which just makes them more desirable to other characters) or a sad backstory. Basically, a character with no meaning, human characteristics, or actual struggles that others may face. 

Papyrus: WELL I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, CONSIDER MYSELF PERFECT. DOES THAT MAKE ME A MARY-SUE?

Me: Well, no. You have more human-like characteristics than a Mary-Sue. For example, your struggle to be part of the Royal Guard. A Mary-Sue, in general, would already be in the guard or in a higher occupation. Anyways, you guys can talk about Mary-Sues. I'm going to talk to Flowey. *marches to where he hangs out*

Chara: ..........Can I take her account if she dies? *smiling*

Toriel: CHARA DREEMURR!!!

Chara: What? It's IF she dies. (I hope so. >:-) )

Back to Me-------

Me: *spots Flowey* Hey. :)

Flowey: *grumbles* Leave me alone.

Me: Undertale_lover2 says sorry. *sits next to him*

Flowey: *huffs and turns away from me* I don't care. Their opinion doesn't matter to me.

Me: Well. *scoots closer* If it DOES matter, I don't think you're all that bad. :)

Flowey: *scoffs* First, I DON'T care about your opinion nor will I ever care. And, second, you are a real idiot for believing there is still good in me. *petals droop* I can't FEEL anything. Even if I want to. 

Me: You could at least pretend you care. 

Flowey: *ignores me*

Me: *smiles softly and strokes his petals* 

Flowey: *huffs in dismay*

Me: See? If you were all bad, you would have bit my hand right about now. 

Flowey: Trust me, I'm thinking about it. T_T

Me: *sighs* Fine. *stops stroking his petals and stands up*

Flowey: *growls* PET ME!!!

And I am gonna leave it like that. With Flowey. Begging for attention.......... I'm so evil. >:3