They had fallen.

It wasn't on purpose, although they had always dreamed of falling down the fabled Mount Ebott. The thought of meeting magical monsters was beyond fascinating to them. The fall had been much more rough than anticipated, a likely ten to fifteen feet drop. It was quick.

They had landed with a thud. Face first onto hard, solid dirt and rock. It hurt immensely. But they hadn't made a peep. No sound of pain or cry of help. Just silence. They didn't know this at the time, but a quiet onlooker had been watching. Waiting to see if this new stranger had indeed survived the deadly fall.

"A-are you okay?" A dumb question to ask a person who had fallen from an unknown above. He didn't know if they were still breathing, but every passing moment meant another moment missed to possibly help this new someone. He quietly crept over to their still figure, hesitating at first, before poking them. When that didn't get a reaction, he put a fuzzy hand on their back, like his mother taught him, to check for breathing.

A small surprised gasp escaped him as he found that this person was indeed still breathing. But it was getting slower fast. Quickly thinking, he picked them up, strung one of their arms around his shoulders and tried to get home as fast as he could before they died.


They had woken up after a couple days, finding that they had been moved to a bedroom. Everything was a soft red color. They explored everything in the room, toys, clothes and a single picture that was framed, placed on top of the drawers.

It was a picture of three monsters who looked to be of the same species. They stood in front of a large tree with leaves as red as blood. The smallest stood in the very front, smiling big. His eyes showed a kind of shyness. He wore a striped shirt, much like they did. One of the monsters in the picture wore a dress. She smiled modestly, showing no teeth. The last monster was the biggest. He wore a cape and crown.

His armor bore a crest of some sort. The monster with the dress also wore the crest. They all looked like goats. Wanting to explore more, the human tested the door to see if it was locked. A slight push and the door was open. The smell of cinnamon wafted throughout the house. Stepping out, the human had found themselves in a hallway, a pale yellow color.

"Oh! You're up! I'll go tell my mom! Mom!" The small monster from the picture. His voice was filled with excitement. It had a boyish charm to it.

They decided to wait for the little goat boy and explored the hallway. There was a mirror towards the far right of the hallway. Looking into the mirror, they smiled. "It's still me."

"My child!" Looking to the left, they set their eyes on the monster with the dress. Her voice had a maternal tone laced into her delicate words.

While the goat woman rushed over to check for anymore injuries, the goat in the purple cape spoke.

"Greetings, human. We are the royal monster family. I'm Asgore, that's Toriel," He said, motioning to the goat woman frantically checking and re-checking for concussions.

"And I'm Asriel! You're in our family now!" The small goat boy said happily. The human smiled and walked over to Asriel.

Sticking out a finger (no, not that finger) they pointed at Asriel and bluntly said, "So you're a prince?" Said monster went pink.

"What? No! That's in girly stories. I'm the knight who gets us all out of here!" Asgore and Toriel laugh softly to themselves.

"So this is a monster kingdom?!" They didn't remember this in the stories.

"I guess? Mom says we're a... no-march-y." Asriel had trouble pronouncing the last word.

Toriel laughs again, a little louder this time. "It's said, 'monarchy', Asriel. It's just a fancy word for saying that the Underground is ruled by a king and queen."

"So this is a kingdom..." The human had whispered in awe.

"Yeah! You can be a knight with me!" Asriel proceeds to grab their hand. "Let's go and eat Mom's pie first. Then we can have lotsa fun!"

The human had begun to like it in the underground.