[ANY POV]

You were friends with Asgore for years, since college. You helped pick out a bouquet of flowers for him to give to Toriel. You were there for the marriage, for the kid, for the adoption, and for the divorce. All through it, you helped Asgore tend to the same bouquet of flowers.

Now you're suddenly in some random dark world with one of the flowers speaking to you.

You figure it out.

| FLOWERY X CARETAKER!READER |

(Art drawn by me)