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// Chapter 2 - Snow Day 
// Story: Of Pony Princesses and Floral Friends 
// by SociallyAnxious247 
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Twilight woke up with a start. She looked around for her new friend, but he was nowhere to be found. “Flowey?” she called.
“In here.” Flowey’s voice drifted to her ears through a doorway a little ways away.
Twilight got up and made her way through the doorway. “What smells so good?” she asked, mouth watering from a sweet scent. The room looked like a small, cozy kitchen.
“Frisk stopped by earlier and dropped off some pie,” Flowey explained. “I’m heating it up. I was going to wake you up when the pie was ready, but…”
“Yeah, I’m already awake. What flavor is it?”
“Snail.”
“What?”
Flowey rolled his eyes. “It’s snail pie. Pie that is snail flavored. It still has shells, too!” He sighed, looking at the pie. “Mom knows my favorite. Oh, there’s also some cinnamon butterscotch pie over there. It’s already warm.”
“That… sounds a little more appetizing,” Twilight said.
“Whatever,” Flowey shrugged. “You weirdos don’t know what’s good. Snail pie is the best. You shouldn’t judge it before you’ve tried it.”
“You’re right,” Twilight said with a nod. “I will try a slice before I assume its tastiness.”
“Finally, someone who gives it a try! See, Frisk’s refused snail pie every time someone offers it. She seems to think it’ll make her sick or something.”
“Maybe it’s harmful to non-monsters?” Twilight suggested. She picked up the cinnamon butterscotch pie with her magic, preparing to bring it out to the dining table. “I suppose we’ll have to see. If I get sick from the pie, my advanced metabolism should be able to sort itself out.”
“Uh, yeah, I guess…” Flowey said. “Anyways! The snail pie is warm now. Should we set the table?”
“Yes, let’s!”

They sat down at the dining table in the living room, Twilight carrying both pies, Flowey, and plates in her magic.
“Gee, Twilight,” Flowey said, “that magic of yours is pretty useful, huh? So, what do you do in your world?”
“There’s a lot to sort out,” Twilight sighed. “I’m mayor of a small farming town known as Ponyville. I have to look through the taxes, respond to resident complaints, pass local laws, that type of thing. That’s all in addition to my magic practice with my mentor and predecessor, Princess Celestia.”
“What kind of magic do you practice?” Flowey asked, now cutting the pie with a precariously held knife in his vine.
“Princess Celestia and her sister, Princess Luna, raise and lower the sun and moon every day,” Twilight explained. “The thought is to get me accustomed to moving large objects with magic already, so I’m ready to take Princess Celestia’s place raising and lowering the sun by the time she’s ready to retire.”
“But who will deal with the moon, if not you?”
“Probably my sister-in-law, Cadence. Then again, she’s the Princess of Love and the Crystal Empire. She might not have time to help with the celestial bodies. Come to think of it, I might have to crown another pony to help me. Maybe I can get a protege of my own? I’ll ask Celestia about it when I get home.”
“Oh, speaking of which,” Flowey interjected, “when are you going home?”
“As soon as possible,” Twilight said. “I’m sorry to leave you here alone again, but I have responsibilities as a princess. There’s always a lot for me to do. I’m cutting it close with this stunt alone, leaving Spike and Starlight to deal with the taxes and people. I need to get back soon, actually. Maybe today.”
“Today? Oh… okay.”
Twilight took a bite of snail pie. “This is really good, Flowey!” she gushed. “I quite like it. More to the point, I should ask: did you have something to show me before I go?”
“Well, yeah, but I wouldn’t want to keep you here,” Flowey said with a fake smile. “You have your job to get back to. It’s okay, you can go. I’ll tell my mom you liked the pie. Bye. See you around, ‘friend’.”
“I’m not leaving just this second!” Twilight laughed. “If you want to show me something, I’m happy to see it with you. I just need to get going within the day, that’s all.”
“Mmhmm.” Flowey poked at the pie with a vine, avoiding eye contact. “Yeah, okay. I should… call Frisk. She’s probably wondering how the pie tastes. Or something.”
“Is everything okay?” Twilight asked, leaning forward in her seat. “What’s wrong, Flowey?”
Flowey glanced up at her. “Nothing is wrong,” he said, his expression changing to one of sarcasm. “No no, everything is just peachy. As a matter of fact, I’m excited to be all alone again. It’ll be nice to be with my regretful thoughts. It’s not like I have trouble sleeping because of my fourth wall-breaking nightmares; it’s not like last night- or this morning, rather- was the first time I woke up feeling like I didn’t get run over by a train all because I had someone next to me. No, I’m just fine. Don’t bother trying to stick around, ‘friend’. I’m sure the couple of conscious hours we spent together will hold me over until Frisk and her pals come around again, since you won’t be coming back.”
“Well, whoever told you I wasn’t coming back?” Twilight said defensively. “Of course I’ll come back! I always make time for my friends.”
“Always? As if,” Flowey scoffed. “That’s exactly what Frisk told me. That’s what they all told me. But you know what? They don’t come back often or regularly. Chances are, Frisk will only ‘have the time’ to visit again in a month. Just because you have a crown that points out your domain over the concept of friendship doesn’t mean you’re any better at it than anyone else.”
“I’m sorry you feel this way, Flowey,” Twilight said, bowing her head. “If you don’t want me to come back, I won’t. But, please, tell me to my face. That way, I’ll know for sure you don’t want me around. Just this once, at least, can you be honest with me?”
Flowey’s eyes widened. He was being given a choice this time. Basically, should she stay or should she go? There was a long pause.
“I… don’t want you to go at all,” he said, surprising even himself with his honesty.
“I have to go soon,” Twilight said, “but let’s make a compromise. I will stay for today and tonight, but after that, I will go home. And I’ll make an honest effort to visit as often as I can. Is that okay?”
Flowey nodded.
“Wonderful! Now, what is it that you wanted to show me?” Twilight asked. “Let’s have a fun day so you can be happy while I’m gone.”
Flowey nodded again, this time with a genuine smile and genuine glee. “I want to show you a couple of things,” he said. “So first, I want you to see Snowdin. It’s really cold, so you can borrow a scarf and maybe some of the clothes left in the dressers. And we can go for some NiceCream while we’re there. After that, I think we should go to Waterfall. There’s a place there that I really like. Oh, and we can look through the trash zone to see if we can score some free stuff, if you want. Maybe we can hitch a ride from the Riverperson past Hotland and straight to the Capitol. Then we can meet up with my family!”
“Oh my,” Twilight chuckled, “this is quite the itinerary. Hold on a minute.” She transfigured the slice of pie in front of her into a notebook and quill, then picked them up with her magic and started writing. “First is Snowdin, then NiceCream, then Waterfall, then the trash zone, then the Riverperson to the Capitol to meet your family,” she recited, looking up at each item to get confirmation. “Okay! This looks like a solid plan. When are we going?”
“Soon-ish,” Flowey said with a shrug. “As soon as you’re ready, I guess.”
“Well then, I’ll clean up the table and get dressed so we can get going,” Twilight said, already getting up. “You get yourself ready for the most fun you’ve had in years!”


It wasn’t long before Twilight was standing in the basement of the cozy house, wrapped in scarves and with several old robes on, carrying Flowey on her back. In front of her, there was a large stone door, painted purple with the same weird symbol as the one on the first door she saw and the one on her robes. She pushed it open with her magic.
A rush of frigid air hit her across the face, startling her to the point where she almost dropped Flowey and his flowerpot on the floor. Luckily, she caught the plant and pot with her magic before they hit the ground. “Sorry,” she laughed. Flowey forgave her and they stepped out into the snow.
Surprisingly, the snow glittered despite there being no illumination in the pinewood forest. Twilight walked slowly, gasping at the sheer beauty of it all. “This place is magical,” she said, blinking rapidly in disbelief. “Oh wow…”
“And to think I live a door away from this,” Flowey said. “After most of the monsters left the Underground, all has been quiet around here. Few come back, but when they do, it’s usually in the summer to play in the snow or just cool off. I like coming out here in the middle of the night when I can’t sleep but I feel like I’m fighting to stay awake. It pulls me right out of that limbo.”
Twilight didn’t respond verbally, but nodded and smiled at him. She took a deep breath of the snowy air and sighed, humming in agreement.
“There’s something about having a friend by your side that makes everything a little more comfortable,” Flowey said thoughtfully. “Have you ever figured out why, princess? Have you thought about it enough?”
“I’ve thought about such things far too much for it to be healthy,” Twilight laughed. “But in all seriousness, I think it’s about trust. The thing about friendship is you need mutual trust and understanding of each other. I think it’s about time ponies, monsters, and humans alike started trying to be more friendly with each other. But we all have to understand that some people won’t be friends. Not ever and not truly.”
“For the longest time, I was convinced I would never have a real friend,” Flowey said. “Back when I was soulless. I couldn’t feel emotions. I thought I would never feel emotions again, and therefore I couldn’t be a genuine friend to anyone, but… the seven humans were kind to me.”
“How so?”
“They broke their own souls for mine. They gave me an equal part of each of their souls. I have a mismatched, broken, crooked heart, but it’s a heart nonetheless. And you know what? I love it. I love Frisk and the other humans for doing this for me. It’s nice to feel emotions, even if they’re only partial for now.”
“You know, Flowey,” Twilight said quietly, “I’ve never heard of someone with a story like yours. I’ve heard of intertwined fates, jealousy that can- and did- split a family, chaotic beings with domain over reality whose only weakness was friendship, but never this. You have a beautiful, magical tale. I think you could write a book-” She was cut off by being hit on the cheek with a snowball.
Flowey snickered from her back. Twilight craned her neck to glare at him, but as soon as her face was towards the tiny flower, it was smothered in more snow.
“Flowey! You jerk.” Twilight spat out the snow she had in her mouth. “What was that for?” she asked.
“It’s a perfectly good snow day and you’re out here talking all emotional like,” Flowey shrugged, smirking. “Thought I’d make this fun day a little bit more, y’know, fun?”
“You started it!” Twilight said, forming a snowball with her magic. “But you picked the wrong alicorn to start a snowball fight with!”
Twilight chucked a snowball at the flower, but he simply bent his stem to dodge it. “Gonna have to do better than that to hit me,” Flowey taunted.
The princess reared up in response, shaking out the snow from her mane and also throwing Flowey and his flowerpot off of her back. Before the flower or pot could hit the ground, she caught them in her magic. She set the pot down carefully and extracted Flowey from it, planting him in the ground again. “Maybe that will make this a fair fight,” Twilight said. Immediately, she teleported out of the way of a snowball from Flowey and gathered snow up into another ball a couple feet away.
Flowey cackled, dodging the snowball by burrowing, and popped up next to Twilight. Before the mare could react, he wrapped several vines around her ankles, forcing her to the ground. After a little while, Twilight was buried in snow up to her neck. They were both laughing.
Twilight stood up, easily shaking the light, fluffy snow off of her back. “O-okay, it’s a little c-cold out here,” she shivered, teeth chattering. She grabbed Flowey’s flowerpot and replanted him in it, putting the pot back on her back. “Sh-should we go into t-town?”
“Oh, yeah! You’d love it there,” Flowey said. “I think some monsters actually stayed there because they weren’t accustomed to the perpetual warmth of the Surface.”
“S-sounds like a plan.”


When the duo got into town, there was snow falling from the ceiling of the cave. It was very light, not enough to obscure their vision, but still very noticeable. Twilight smiled at the humble town. There was light coming from the windows of the buildings and street lights lining the roads, making the snow shimmer in beautiful but occasionally blinding patterns. In the center of the town, there was a large pine tree with presents all around it.
“Is this where you lived before Home?” Twilight asked, marveling at the pretty lighting effects caused by the falling snow and flickering street lights. “It’s beautiful.”
“I didn’t really live anywhere before Home,” Flowey said. “It’s complicated, to be honest.”
Twilight nodded. “I understand. So, now what?”
“Look over yonder.” Flowey pointed with a vine at a blue-furred rabbit monster leaning on an ice cream stand. “I’ve got some change on me. Let’s grab some NiceCream.”
“You got it!” Twilight laughed, trotting towards the ice cream stand. “Excuse me, sir,” she said to the rabbit, “may my friend and I buy some of your ice cream?”
“Customers?” the rabbit asked eagerly. “Of course! That will be 5G each.”
Flowey held out a vine with ten gold coins resting precariously on it. The rabbit took the coins and handed them two ice cream cones.
“Thank you, sir!” Twilight said, walking away. She took out the notebook she had and started reading over the itinerary. “Let’s see… Snowdin, check! NiceCream, check! Next on the list is Waterfall.” She licked her ice cream cone and looked at Flowey. “Which way?”
Flowey pointed down the road. “Just keep going straight until the snow stops and the marsh starts. I’ll show you the way after that.”
“Okay!” Twilight set off at a half gallop, eager to get out of the cold, but careful not to drop Flowey on the ground.