The Monster had given him a new life.
A new body.
Blood was dripping on his face. As his vision was blurred. The Monster was around here. Watching. Smiling with a red eye in its black abyss socket.

The Flower felt tired. Like a soul had given him feeling that he had been familiarized before long ago.
And when he realized it, he felt sorrow....and fear...and anger...
Like multiple souls were trapped in his body all at once tearing apart his insides for relief.

He was trapped in his own mind for a while until a voice had broke the trance.
"It's about time you've woken up, bucko."
Flowey's mind was fuzzy but he was frightened about the monster before him.
"I hope you like your new body. Because It's permanent. By the way."

"New..new b-body?!"
"Of course! You didn't think i was going to kill ya, did ya?"
Flowey said nothing.
"Good! So that's just something you shouldn't get used to then. Unless you do what i say so. Got it?"
Flowey raises a brow.
"You'll understand when i tell you later. So know get some rest. You'll need it."
He laughs and is about walk off.
"Wait- i don't know what is happening .i don't even know who you are. Please i need to get out of here! I need to get home to my friend."
The skeleton slightly turns his head around.
"It's Sans and Don't ask too many questions or your freakish looking head might explode. You'll see your "friend" soon enough."'When We catch them' he mutters and then leaves.
(I'll maybe rewrite this later, but here you guys go.)