You were calmly reading a book when suddenly you hear shouting from the living room, you barge in, seeing Sans and Frisk, plus Flowey in the pot Frisk was holding, animately shouting about some other Bullshit

Flowey: "YOU CAN'T EAT FRISK, YOU SMILEY TRASHBAG SON OF A COMEDIAN!"

Sans: "And why not? i'm a big, scary monster! i can do whatever i want!!!"

Frisk: " *shivering* "