Flowey - Bullet Shot

Bullets coalesced in the air, and Papyrus' magic reacted, raising a few thin bones to shield him. But he wasn't the target.



The moldsmal shuddered as the spray of bullets hit, then went rigid.



Papyrus looked on as it gave a final, wheezing belch, and crumbled to dust.



He couldn't look away.


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Flowey is Not a Good Life Coach, Chapter 23