You finally escaped the underground, taking the entire monsterkind with you. However, defeating Asriel Dreemurr resulted in him returning to a malevolent, sadistic, and soulless flower. But you couldn't just leave him there, even if he was horrible, he was still a kid who had his life stolen away from him. You lived in a cozy home with Toriel, Papyrus, Sans, and of course, Flowey, who you forced in a flower pot. It was Christmas Eve and you were tying a tight red bow around his stem, much to his disappointment.

• I fucking hate Christmas... He muttered. You told him that he needed to put a dollar in the swear jar.