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Mun mun! You finally remembered me! We're gonna get to play lots of games now, right? We can draw and play and have fun all day, right!?

Though... I'm kinda mad that you forgot about me for so long. You left me all alone, again! But it's not a big deal. I'll forgive you, so now we can play and make lots of friends and have lots of fun, right?! Is that why I'm here? I'm gonna make friends here, right?

[ Mary rocks back and forth on her heels once or twice, waving excitedly. ]

My name's Mary! I like drawing and reading and writing, and I hope we can all be really good friends!

[ Just... Don't leave her alone. ]

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You like to read? [ little harmless reading buddy, yeah! ]

Yeah!! Although I'm not really all that good at it! I like books about princess and adventures, especially. What do you like? [ Already making a friend. She's so excited! ]

Princesses? [ yeah, well, he's not really familiar with that one. but ADVENTURES.. ] I like books about ruins! And history! And developmental culture! [ AAAH, SUCH BLISS! He smiles at her. ] But I do have a friend who's a princess!

Developme... Mental? History? [ Mary sticks out her tongue. That sounds boring. ] You're friends with a princess?

Haha.. [ yeah, he didn't figure that normal kids would enjoy that quite as much. ] Her name is Alisha. She's also a knight!

[ Mary's eyes widened, she's clearly excited by that idea. ] Woah!! A knight, and a princess? I wanna be like that!! [ She pauses. ]

Hey, whats your name, by the way?

She's really cool! [ Sorey lights up, grinning. ] I'm sure you could be a knight someday, too! [ have some thumbs up! ]

My name is Sorey! What about you?

I'm Mary! It's nice to meet you Sorey. How old are you? I'm nine!

I'll be your friend!

[ Mun has played your game before, flowey. Mary however, has no idea what sort of creature you are, and is just excited about the fact that she's making a new friend. ]

A flower? And your petals are yellow! I like yellow flowers! I also like pink and blue and red too!

What's your name, since we're friends now?

[ what sort of creature he is? why he's an innocent pretty little flower. nothing more than that. ]

I'm Flowey! [ ♥ ] I haven't met any pink or blue or red flowers, but I know a lot of golden ones like me! Maybe I can introduce you to them sometime, since we're friends and all.

[ He's much more than that. And mun knows better. Mun also knows that Mary can be a pretty serious little lady herself when she needs to be, so mun isn't too worried just yet. ]

You would do that? Hehe, then I'd have even more friends! I've never been friends with a flower before, but I know of some really nice paintings! It's nice to meet you, Flowey. I'm Mary.

[ shhh, let's keep that our little secret between besties, yeah? ♥! ]

Why, hello there, Mary! It sure is nice to meet you, too! We'll be best friends forever, won't we?

Yeah! Let's be best friends! [ Mary claps her hands together. She's never had a best friend before!! ]

What kind of stuff do you like to do? I like drawing and playing dolls. Do you wanna play dolls with me, flowey?

Best friends forever!

[ hmm, dolls ... not exactly his thing but in the interest of being besties: ] That sounds like fun! I bet you have a lot of dolls, huh?

Yeah! I have tons and tons! What's your favorite color, I can get one that color if you want! I like pink and blue!

Those are great colours too, of course! I gotta say my favourite is a nice, bright yellow. Like the sun!

Or red. Red can be good, too.

Yeah, red and yellow are good colors, too!

[ She starts to dig through a pile of dolls before pulling out a blue doll adorning a yellow dress, and a doll with a pink dress for herself. ]

Um... You don't have any... Hands.

[ How are they supposed to play dolls together? ]

[ well that's

ugly as sin but w/e Flowey can dig it. ]

Well, duh, I'm a flower. What were you expecting?

[ he can poke a few little vines up from the ground though, if that helps? and don't forget the friendliness pellets circling around! ]

[ Get with it or get dunked on flowey. You volunteered to be her bestie. ]

oh... That's neat though, your vines!

[ And then her attention lands on the pellets. She points at one. ]

What's that?

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These? Why, they're "Friendliness Pellets," of course! Haven't you heard of them before?

[ said pellets are circling around in the air above them. it shouldn't be this easy, but oh well. ]

The more you gather up, the better friends you'll be with everyone!

Really? [ Her eyes widen, and she drops the doll in her hands and gets to her feet. ] so I can collect them? And then everyone will wanna be my friend?

[ She reaches a hand out slowly, sort of hesitantly. She's never seen a "friendliness pellet" before. But maybe this is normal for the outside world. Who knows? ]

Even better! [ wink wink ] They'll want to be your best friend, forever and ever!

[ it's okay Mary, any minute now there'll be a magical goat mom rushing in to shoo him away. that's usually how these things go. ]

[ Strangely enough, there is no goat mom around to save Mary. Standing on her toes, she reaches her hand out the rest of the way and grabs a pellet, almost immediately falling to the ground after she does, clutching her chest tightly. She doesn't understand whats happening at all. ]

I-it hurts... Flowey what's happening?

[ it really is too easy some days. ]

Wow. I can't believe all you people keep falling for that.

You're such an idiot!

What do you mean? Wh-what did you do?

[ She struggles to her feet, pulling out a small pallet knife from under her sock.

What a lovely day to pick flowers. ]

I-I thought we... Were friends?

Ha! Friends with you?

[ Flowey laughs, because that's the funniest thing he's heard in a loooong time, and the petals grow in number and start spinning around faster. ]

Get real, kid. Nobody will be your friend here.

[ Mary beats down a petal with her knife, making sure not to touch it with her skin. This is the second damn time someone she thought was her friend lied to her, and then tried to kill her.

Saying she's pissed is an understatement. ]

Fine!! I don't need you anyways! Now you should just die, stupid flower!!

[ yeah, he sees that knife, and this is all too familiar a situation suddenly - Frisk, except not, and Chara after - so that's a pretty good indicator he should get going. ]

Hah! At least you learn faster than the others!

[ back underground he goes like Bugs Bunny on the way to Albuquerque, out to find more innocent children to terrorize. ]

[ Pounding her fists repeatedly into the dirt where flowey once was, Mary's voice picks up in volume. ]

Come back!! Come back here you stupid flower!! I'll kill you! I'll kill you I'll kill you I'll kill you! You stupid liar!

[ Looks like Mary's gonna take the no mercy run. ]

[ long gone, babe. unless she wants to start digging through the ground herself to try and find him, Flowey's off to torment others. have fun stabbing the dirt though! ]

[She hesitates. Mary probably wouldn't want to see her. Things had gone badly between them, but here Mary is again. She's even happy, so unlike what she had been at the end. Was it worse to say anything? If Mary had found a way to be happy, would Ib showing up ruin that?

Maybe there's a selfishness there that comes with young age. While Garry was still around, Mary had never left her memories either. It would have been nice if the three of them could have come out together, if things hadn't gone so wrong at the end.]

Hi.

[Ib's voice had always been rather level, maybe creepily so for a child, but it's quiet now.]

[ Betrayal was a word that didn't quite seem strong enough to fit the exact way Mary had felt towards the end of her experience with Ib and Garry in the gallery. She wasn't exactly sure how she made it through the experience of being burned. But... Here she was.

And here Ib was, too.

Mary was surprised to hear Ib's low, quiet voice calling out to her once more. She sounded more ashamed than excited to see her, and Mary figures that she rightfully deserves to feel ashamed after what she did. ]

Oh?

Um...

[ There wasn't exactly any right way to convey her feelings. Not right now. Not when they're still all jumbled up inside of her. ]

Hi Ib!

[ There's another pause while she smiles brightly at the other girl. It's awkward, and somewhat forced. But she's out now! That's what matters, not Ib or Garry or the gallery or anything else. She's trying to let go of the past. ]

Long time no see! How have things been? [ The cheeriness in her voice is very forced. But she won't let that stop her. She growls a little bit behind a small giggle. Oh is she mad, but this isn't the gallery and she has no power here. ]

[Forget powers; does Mary have a knife?

Ib had wanted them all to get out until Mary had changed. By the time she had burnt the painting, she'd really had no choice.

She keeps her distance. No matter how young they were, she knows Mary likely hasn't forgotten. Or forgiven.]

You got out, too? [She doesn't intentionally ignore the question.]

[ Luckily for Ib, no. Mary doesn't have a knife right now. She squeezes the doll she had been holding in her arms and tries her best to smile. ]

Yep! I dunno how, but here I am. Weird, huh?

And you... I see you got out. How is it?

I'm back with Mom and Dad. Garry got out, too.

[Her voice is still even, her stare unfaltering.]

But if you're not going to hurt anybody, I'm glad you got out too.

Oh did he.... That's great!

[ She grits her teeth, before what Ib says clicks with her and she seems to relax. It's nice to know that Ib still wants the best for her... Despite what she did. ]

I won't hurt anybody. I don't have any reason to, I'm here.

Are you happy to be back with your parents, Ib?

[It wasn't something she wanted to do. Did Mary think it was easy for her to burn anyone, nevermind someone who had been her friend? That place had been hell even for an adult; for someone like Mary and Ib...

Maybe Mary was used to it. Ib wasn't. Garry helped. She could talk to Garry about it. Not her parents, never her parents, not about this.

Ib takes one step forward, head leaning faintly to the side.]

I don't...understand. [She's not answering questions well, either.] If you didn't try to hurt us, you could have come too.

[So what was her reason?]

Of course you don't understand- [ There's a chuckle, but it's much more melancholy than actually entertained. Nobody could understand. Not Ib or Garry or any one of the people living in the real world. ] -You've lived your whole life here. Outside with real people who love and adore you and take care of you.

It's lonely in the gallery. [ Beyond lonely. Sure she had her dolls and the ladies, but nobody she could truly call a friend. She had come close with Ib, but only two of them could've gotten out... She could tell that if it came down to it, Ib would choose Gary over her. They were closer, after all. ]

Do you think Gary would've let me come with you after he found out what I was? He was ready to leave me the second we saw him again. After he found out what I was, he treated me like a monster.

Garry was scared. [There's no judgment in the voice. Garry being afraid was a fact, though he usually pushed through it, usually for Ib's sake.

Oh. It seems to hit her: Mary was scared too. Still, she has to side with the person who didn't try to kill her.]

You were both afraid of each other? [It is kind of complicated concept.]

I wasn't afraid of you or him. [Not at the moment, not until she had reason to be.] I wouldn't have left you.

Then why did you let him push me?! I didn't even get to explain myself- and I was scared that you would both leave without me and I panicked! I wasn't actually going to hurt you-- but you found that room with my painting I-- you let him burn me. Why do you both hate me so much? I just... I just didn't want to be lonely... I don't... Understand.

[ She's broken down into tears now, fallen to her knees and curled her arms around herself for a hug. A hug she knows that she probably doesn't deserve. Ib and Garry were right. She was a monster and she deserved what she got, didn't she? In the end; there was no way she would've gotten out. ]

[Some people might point out a few problems before then, but Ib hadn't noticed them.

She approaches slowly. While she doesn't want to see Mary cry, there's still fear there.]

I didn't do that because I hate you. I did it because if I didn't, you would have hurt us. [Mary didn't make it a secret by then.]

[ Mary doesn't seem to be able to form any words, just hiccups and coos while she cries some more. She hadn't allowed herself to get so upset about this before, but... With Ib here... It's almost too much to handle. ]

I'm sorry Ib-- I was scared... I wanted to leave so badly. I would never hurt you... I messed up..

[Maybe it's not the best idea to move to hug a girl who had tried to kill you, but Ib does. She's still scared, but trust and forgiveness comes more easily at a young age.

Small arms envelope the other small body.]

I was scared, too. It was a very scary place.

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Digging this muse back up... Looking for castmates?

OH MY GODDDDD

AAAAAA HELLO

you are seriously tempting me. seriously. srsly.

>w>

also the fact that flowy responded makes my brain cry omg

I KNOW IM DYING

i will be stalking. ♥

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oh nO,,,,

ohhhhh yeah

flowey and mary can be "tried our best" bros

gold star bros

flowey's true identity actually has a lot in common with mary tbh

at least mary stays cute throughout

soRRY THIS IS LATE but tru tru

it happens!

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Oh no flowey don't do this to Mary.......

why nooooooot /leafstomp

because she is too innocent

lies and slander

flowey how could u you were supposed to be her friend

flowey has no friends

flowey is gonna get reked

lolnope troll forever flowey out

flowey u can't just nope away from all ur problems

too late so much nope

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1/3 hI THERE

2/3

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