Flowey - Gorget Dent

“You would refuse me again?” Flowey lashed out and dragged Papyrus closer with a makeshift leash of vines. “You're really trying my patience tonight, friend,” he said, choking on fury. “You're forgetting your lessons.”



With the flick of a vine, he tossed Papyrus' helm aside. The skeleton stared up at him, the lights of his eyes constricted in terror. Mindlessly, he clawed at the vines around his neck that were squeezing hard enough to dent the gorget.


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“What-” Papyrus started, only to gasp when the vine tightened. He could hear the gorget creak. It would be no protection at all if Flowey decided to really squeeze. One hand flew up to grab at the coils, for all the good that would do.


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