“Howdy, my name is Asriel Dreemurr.” The little Goat Monster child said sweetly. “Uhm… The reason why I have Flowey’s petals sticking out of my head is because… Alphys’ machine broke down while it was repairing my soul, and I healed up in this state with a few vines around my Soul.” Asriel spoke sadly.

“On the bright side, my Soul is stable; I don’t have violent outbursts and I don’t ever revert back to the way I was as Flowey.” Asriel said, his golden petals twitching.