A Cinnamon Roll Appears...?

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[samthe-human]

((…))

((Psst…))

Tw: Needles, grotesque imagery, blood It was supposed to be a good day. Like every other day. Sam hummed as they walked, loving how the snow

[samthe-human]

Honestly the only question I have is for Flowey: Why?

Flowey: Weelll...if Sam won’t give up their soul to me...this was the next best thing!~

*So...much...pain...

[samthe-human]

Okay well do you guys want something to eat or drink

*No, but thanks for the offer!

[samthe-human]

Okay well Flowey have you wondered what you could have done differently

“𝙽𝚘𝚙𝚎!”

[samthe-human]

Hey Sam do you ever wonder what your life could have been

*Nope.

[samthe-human]

Here, do any of you want some hot chocolate? I brought these over from the Desktop, they're hollow balls of chocolate with marshmallows inside, and when you dissolve them in milk, it becomes hot cocoa. *I hold up four tennis ball sized spheres, each covered by a colorful, foil-like wrapper.* -Z

G: No

“𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚢.”

*You don’t any but Sans and Paps might like some.

[samthe-human]

(kuf please for the love of stars dont tell me sams gonna die and please don't say they're permanently like this, please, it'll break my heart into infinite pieces and there will be nothing left..)

((Not to worry Anon! Little Sam’s not dying! They just got something in their eye :D (Sorrynotsorry) ))

[samthe-human]

Okay, we need to know, how long do you have left Sam? We don't want to lose you, but right now that's a possibility, even a probability considering that wound still hasn't formed a scab, so we at least want to know how much time we have left to spend with you.

*Don’t worry Anon…you’re not dying anytime soon. Alphys is working on something to help with the bleeding as you speak.

(*Sam smiles as if to reassure you.)

[samthe-human]

Sam, thoughts on Solitaire?

*…

*It’s fun to play.

[samthe-human]

welp. if we can't do anything but help keep Sam from bleeding out, and try not to aggravate Flowey, there's not much use stressing over it. Plus, our only other option is killing Sam and Flowey to put them out of their misery, but that's a last case scenario kinda thing. So, how about we catch each other up on what life's been like since we last met? I'll go first; every country is now run by fu- wait no, no cursing. Every country is now run by flipping clowns.

*Well…other than…this, life has been fairly good for you.

G: …

[samthe-human]

... I don't know exactly what you're going through. I never will, honestly. But I can tell you that I'm here for you, and Sam, and the brothers if any of you need me. And so is everyone back home. If you ever need anything at all, just ask. *I offer Gaster a hug, because it looks like he could really use one.* -Z ((worried mom is worried))

G: Yes, I’m sure not many can relate to having your beloved’s eye gouged out and SOUL taken over half the time.

(*He sounds more sarcastic than he probably intended.)

[samthe-human]

i can't remember where i saw it but i read somewhere that the problem is that he's rooted into his host's soul and that's what's going to be an issue. is there a way to knock them both out and then perform surgery to take out the roots? or maybe transfer flowey from one host to another?

*Why does everyone want to remove Flowey? You just said it’s fine…

(*Gaster nearly falls off the couch in shock…apparently not having hear Sam and Flowey walk in.)

[samthe-human]

Ooc question, Kuf, why have you woken up today and chosen violence. We meet again and you decide to give us all a kick in the balls with angst when we were expecting a slap in the face with happy and stupid fluff(all this is not serious im just joking around)

((I didn’t choose violence Anon…violence choose me. :) ))

[samthe-human]

... I don't know if it'll help, but... I went back and followed the blood trail, and I found this. *I give him the almost entirely empty syringe, which is sealed in a plastic evidence bag.* I'm not sure if it'll help though. Maybe if I can find a way to render both of them unconscious, we could save them both, but there's no way to do that without Flowey catching on, I don't think. -Z

G: No, if anything…and I can’t believe I’m saying this…Flowey is the only thing keeping Sam alive now.

G: If he hadn’t done what he did when Sam got injected…they would be dead…

(*He whispers the last part barely loud enough for you to hear.)

[samthe-human]

Just so you know Mr Gaster I'm nut bringing it up to be mean but if were going to Help Sam we have to talk about it

G: …

(*He’s refusing to talk now. Best just to leave him alone for now.)

[samthe-human]

Okay Mr Gaster anyway I think I already know I was hoping you'd tell me I'm wrong but this is more than enough information but please tell me I'm wrong Mr Gaster please let me be wrong but the red liquid has to be Determination please tell me I'm wrong

G: …

(*He looks uncomfortable all of a sudden.)

[samthe-human]

*I walk over carefully, and kneel down beside him. My face and outfit look a little different, but honestly, that's not very important right now.* Is there anything I can do to help? Anything I can get, anyone I can get, anything I can do? -Z

(*He lets out a long sigh before responding.)

G: No…there’s nothing we can do at this point…All we can do is make sure Sam doesn’t bleed out…