The story is now being rewritten (or has been, depending on when you're reading this). It will be much better, as the story beforehand was really cringey. You can still read the original parts, but you might not like them.

I turned around. "Howdy, Flowey!" I said. The look on his face was priceless! "H-how did you know my name?" asked the very clearly confused flower. I giggled. "Haven't you ever heard of Undertale?" He glared at me before muttering, "Great. They found us." Typical Flowey. "I have a present for you," I told him, and I began rummaging through my bag until I finally found what I was looking for: a flowerpot. Flowey looked at me like I was crazy. "I'm not going in THAT!" he shouted at me. I ignored this and set to work. I pulled Flowey out of the ground, being careful with his roots, and put him into the flowerpot. "Well you sure came prepared..." he mumbled. "Yes, Flowey," I said, "Yes I did."