Another Toriel based ABDL fic...
I have been making a LOT of these. Then again, I only made like two...but that's more than one so that is a lot.
The ABDL themes won't come up really until either the next chapter or chapter 3. Either way, I hope you enjoy this!
I am NOT Toby Fox so I didn't create Undertale so I don't own these characters. Thank you and good day...or night.
Toriel was lonely.
It was kind of upsetting to her but it was the straight truth. Ever since she had left the castle because Asgore wanted to destroy all humans, she had stayed in the Ruins. She had the occasional Froggit who could actually speak English to the few spiders who would greet her before going to Muffet's. But that was it.
And it wasn't doing her much good.
She felt joy when a human would arrive and care for them as much as she could. She would feed them, read to them and even played with them. It was a great time and both parties enjoyed it.
Until...they wanted to leave.
After that, she would be all alone again, waiting for another human to fall down so the cycle can begin anew. She always hoped that with every new child that she cared for would stay with her in the Ruins so they can become a sweet little family.
But that day never came.
Eventually, the last human - the eighth human that she had seen in her lifetime - left and she simply watched. She smiled knowingly at them as the door shut loudly and the small figure disappeared. She then frowned.
All of these years, all she wanted was a child to love. And yet, none of them wanted to stay with her. Was she doing something wrong? Was she not as loving as she should be? All of these questions flowed through her mind as she turned from the door and walked back in the direction of her home.
All she wanted...was to be a mother.
~I~I~
"Hey...is everything alright over there?"
Toriel blinked and stared at the door. She was in deep thought about what changes would be made for the next human she encountered. She'll try to make them as comfortable as possible and find out all of their favorite things. Maybe then they will stay with her.
But for now, she had to go back to her worrying friend.
She brushed the few strands of fur that was in her eyes and said. "Everything's fine…"
The goat definitely didn't sound fine.
Her companion huffed and said. "Are you sure 'bout that? Your voice is saying something else. What's wrong?"
Silence ran for a short while as the ex-queen thought about what to say next. She looked at the door and asked softly.
"Do you trust me? To ask a personal question?"
A small tapping noise was heard before he replied. "...sure. What do you wanna know?"
"You were a child once right?"
"...yes?" he was a bit confused but still seemed interested in what needed to be said.
"What was your mother like?"
Dead silence.
Toriel heard nothing but the soft wind that blew in the air outside along with the rustling of the trees. She blinked as the area sounded as if her friend had left. Like he had disappeared without a goodbye or even footsteps.
But he was still there.
She heard his breathing. It was soft and low key but still there. If she listened hard enough, she could hear shaking within his breath.
A pit grew in her stomach.
"I-I'm sorry…" she then said after waiting a bit longer. "Forget it! I-"
"She's dead." he had cut her off. "She died when I was four. My little brother was only a few months. He...never met her. Didn't remember her…"
Toriel's eyes fell downward as the words sunk in like a ship's anchor. "I'm sorry…"
"It's okay. Do you have a kid?" he then blurted out. "Not that you sound like a mother or anything!"
She smiled but it showed more sadness than happiness. "Had a child. Two actually...they passed away a very long time ago..."
"Geez...I'm sorry…"
"It's alright…" her eyes then lit up as an idea came to mind. "I have an idea but I must repeat, do you trust me?"
He chuckled lightly. It was a nice laugh. "Yes I do. Now what is it?"
"I want to see you. I'm gonna open the door and I want to see your face."
"Oh okay. Um...do you have a stepstool?"
She giggled. "Why?"
"I'm...pretty short."
She rolled her eyes. He was probably just a few inches shorter. It wasn't gonna be that much of a big deal. Hesitantly, she reached for the door handle and pushed it open. Her eyes widened at the sight before her.
No, it wasn't because of the snow. Hell, the forest looked exactly how she remembered it all those years ago. It wasn't because of the cold. She was used to it since she had to talk to her friend through the chilly door. And it wasn't because of the scenery, it was beautiful no matter how much snow littered the ground.
It was because she didn't see anyone. To her eye level at least.
"Um…" she turned her head to the left. And then to the right. "Hello?"
"Down here." a deep voice - her friend - replied as she stared down and gasped yet again.
In front of her stood a skeleton, no taller than a eight year old. He wore a somewhat large blue jacket with a sweater underneath. He also wore black shorts and pink slippers. He grinned up at her.
"Hi."
"Oh...my goodness…" she tried her best to hold back her squealing. "C-Can't I hold you?!"
He realized the excitement and joy that filled her eyes. He smiled as he stretched her arms out, as if he was planning on hugging someone. "Go right ahead."
Her smile literally grew at his answer and she gladly picked him up. Since she was a pretty big boss monster, the skeleton was almost like a baby in her arms. She couldn't help but nuzzle his cheekbone.
"Oh~!" You're so cute~!"
He blushed blue. He looked away from the goat and softly chuckled. "Thank you."
"Look at your little hands~!" she picked up his bony hand and placed it on top of her paw. It was huge by comparison. "They're so itty bitty~!" she nuzzled him again. "YOU'RE so itty bitty~!"
"Sans, where are you?"
Toriel stiffened at the new voice. The skeleton in her arms - Sans - called out. "I'm here bro! I'm coming."
He jumped out of the goat's arms and into the plush snow. He gave her another smile and then said.
"It's been fun but I have to go."
"Must you?" she asked sadly. "We had such a wonderful time today."
"Yes we had." he then walked away. "See you tomorrow!"
"Toriel!" she replied. "My name is Toriel."
"Sans." he winked and then left.
As the skeleton left, Toriel sighed dreamily at the memory of the skeleton in her arms. Just like she had done with Asriel. Given him bottles, singing him lullabies, changing his diapers…
She smiled.
"I have found my new child."
I sleepy...I'm going off to bed now!
Buh-bye!