Frisk: So... Mama's okay, right?

*With Chara*

Chara: *She walks back into the room* Where the fuck are you, Flower?

Flowey: Over here...

Chara: *She walks over to the dresser and picks Flowey up* ...

Flowey: A-

Chara: *She flicks Flowey in the face, leaving a bruise on his forehead* Shut up.

Flowey: I didn't even finish my sentence, you jackass!!

Chara: Yes, but the second that we start talking, it'll sprout into an argument. So, shut up.

Flowey: Ugh... Fine. *Chara leaves the room, sets Flowey next to Pastel, and walks over to Cuphead* <Mumbles: You idiot. That fucking hurt...>