Board Thread:Roleplaying Boards/@comment-27824864-20160225225816/@comment-34518800-20160305030443

Thankfully, V.'s phone went off suddenly.

She looked down at it.

"The Doc-Cousin's in trouble! Gotta go!"she runs out of the room.

However, as soon as she was out of earshot of Syle, a tendril grabbe her.

"Look, Vivvy, I'm gonna be sympathetic to ya." said Flowey, calmly.

"I'm gonna let you choose. Syle? Or Aqua? I need to kill one of them, because I ​know  I can't kill you without The Fantastic Mr. Fane on my back."

V. struggled, but could not get loose. Flowey sighed.

"I'm gonna give you a few more weeks to decide. And don't think of telling them, either. I've got quite the plan if it comes to that..." he slitered back into the ground.

''​So he sent that text. But I can't tell them...''