Flowey - Dextrous Vines

“Isn't this fun?” Flowey leaned against Papyrus, folding an empty packet into a paper star. Over time, Flowey had become as dextrous with his vines as he'd ever been with his fingers. Each fold was crisp and even; every point on the star was perfect. He'd made so many of these as a child that he could fold them without thinking.

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Flowey is Not a Good Life Coach, Chapter 22