This is my second chapter on this little experiment that is this AU. Hopefully, It's improving from the first chapter. I'm glad with how it turned out.

Also, I'd like to dedicate some time to my friend who saved this story by taking me out of a deep rut I got into this Friday that almost made me throw everything away. If you do enjoy how it turned out, you can thank him (through me, I'll read it later for him) for not letting me give up on my creation!

Without further ado... Enjoy it!

Toriel led the way, with Frisk following closely. They were still unsure of how they ended up in this situation, but so far, it has been pleasant overall, despite the Flowey incident. As they entered the next room, Frisk saw the fallen leaves on the ground and started to playfully crinkle the leaves. Toriel, not far behind watched them with a soft smile from seeing the child filled with such glee.

As Frisk got up, they both noticed the Froggit on the corner of the room and walked towards it. Toriel was glaring fiercely, making the Froggit bow in fear. "Do you understand why am I frowning at you?" Asked Toriel in a firm, almost menacing tone. " Ribbit... Rib? (I presume it has something to do with the fallen down human... Is that right?)" The Froggit croaked, afraid of Toriel's response. "Yes! Why did you attack them all of a sudden? They had done nothing to you! You should at least give them a proper apology!" Toriel stated. "...Riiib...(I'm terribly sorry...)" they replied, as it looked down in shame while Toriel continued her reprimanding.

However, before it could go on any further, Frisk put themselves in front of the Froggit and interrupted Toriel. "Mom, I think that's enough. They apologized, didn't they?" Toriel was surprised, but nodded in response. "And you won't attack me again, right?" Frisk said to the froggit, who croaked and nodded in response. "So it's all ok! We are friends, now, aren't we?" The kid smiled towards the Froggit, who couldn't help but reciprocate the smile.

Toriel looked slightly surprised, but above all else, glad with the outcome.

"If that's settled, then I assume we can go, can't we? Let me just... Oh, the candy bowl in the next room is empty. The store is quite far from here and you'd be tired from the long walk..." Said Toriel, frowning as she tried to figure it out how to go to the store without leaving Frisk alone. "Ribbit. (I can look after the human, ma'am.)" Croaked the Froggit. "... I suppose... Can I trust you to look after Frisk while I go fetch some candy? It'd be awful if someone came here and had no candy for themselves, wouldn't you agree?" She said, preparing a bag. "Don't worry mom! We're friends now, so there is no problem. I'll wait right here!" Said the smiling child.

"I won't take long!" Said Toriel, going to the next room while Frisk played a bit on the fallen leaves as the Froggit looked over them. Shortly, the Froggit hopped closer and called the child. "Ribbit, Ribbit? (You seem to be quite caring, are you not, human?)" The froggit called. "I am? What do you mean?" Frisk asked obliviously in response, slightly tilting their head in confusion. "Ribbit, Ribbit Rib Ribbit. Rib, Ribbit Ribbit. Ribbit, riiiib. Rib ribbit. (I'm sorry, I forgot you were so young, but nevertheless, I'd like to ask something of you, human. Today you have shown compassion for your enemy and, despite not being in real danger, you stood up for me. Your love did that. There will come many things in your life. Strength may save you, but only love can save the others. When someone needs it, please human, share some of your love with them."

Frisk has been silently listening looked slightly confused, but gave their best to absorb all the information .

"I think I understand..." They quietly replied, now with a smile in their face. "I will do my best!"

"Ribbit. (I see now why Toriel looks so dearly after you. You really are a good child.)" The Froggit said smiling as well.

After being met with the compliment, Frisk laughed bashfully and went again to run among the fallen leaves, as the Froggit looked over them. It didn't take long after that for Toriel to arrive with a bag full of candies and other goods.

"Sorry for the wait!" Said Toriel gasping for breath, as she carried the groceries. "I had to outrun a white fluffy dog, as it was interested in the bags' contents" She said, disposing the monster candy in the bowl, while taking one and giving to Frisk. "Thank you!" The small child said, eagerly eating the candy and savoring the treat.

"Now, let's go, my child." Said Toriel grabbing Frisk's hand as they both waved goodbye to the froggit and continued traveling through the ruins.

It took a while, but Toriel said they were finally halfway there. It wasn't bad, as the puzzles were easy and with Toriel solving most of them, Frisk didn't even have to do anything, although they enjoyed to ask the talking rock to move over to the switch.

After passing the table with cheese, the found themselves blocked by a seemingly sleeping ghost.

"zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz... are they gone yet...? zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz" said in an incredibly unconvincing way the laid ghost, blocking their path.

Toriel and Frisk looked at one another, wondering what to do.

"Excuse me, Mr. Ghost, could you please move?" Said Toriel, hoping to convince the spectral figure to get up and let them pass. To their misfortune, it was to no avail.

"Mr. Ghost, we need to cr- WHOA!"Frisk yelled after trying to gently nudge the ghost, but getting caught inside it.

"what...? how did you get inside...?" Said Napstablook, now floating with Frisk inside their spectral figure. "oh no... i am bothering you... oh no... you are in danger because of me... noooo..." They were floating around high enough to make Toriel rip some of her fur in anxiety, fearing their fall at any second, since Frisk was slipping from Napstablook's "body".

"FRISK! DON'T WORRY, I WILL CATCH YOU!" Shouted Toriel, readying herself to catch the slippery kid. Frisk, observing it, better positioned themselves for the fall and tried to swim downwards to land in Toriel's arms. Napstablook noticing the child's intentions, lowered himself a bit and tried to help with the positioning, adjusting his specter.

After struggling a bit more, they finally fell off Napstablook and landed in Toriel's soft arms. 'Being in danger is nice sometimes...' thought Frisk as Toriel cuddled them and babbled endlessly about how worried she was.

"... And I don't even know how you got in so much trouble in such a short amount of time here in the underground! Were you always this mischievous, little one?" Toriel asked half scolding, half joking with them. Frisk, still in her arms, shrugged but smiled nevertheless and looked towards Napstablook.

"That was so cool! Can we do it again one day?" Frisk asked Napstablook, still wiping some ectoplasm off their clothes. "... i don't know... i don't want to be bothersome, but... if you want... that's ok..." Napstablook replied bashfully.

"I don't think my heart can handle if you do that again, Frisk. Refrain from doing this again in the future." Toriel demanded.

"Ok... But can we at least see each other again sometime?"

Toriel thought for a bit before finally smiling and said "... As long as you don't endanger yourself, I don't see the harm."

"Yay!" Frisk beamed and went to hug Napstablook, but quickly realized that it wouldn't work. But before they'd get discouraged, they thought of something. Wiping some of the ectoplasm in the stick they were holding, they brought it closer to the depressed ghost. "You can touch your own goo, can't you?" They innocently asked.

"...yes... but what will I do with this...?" Napstablook asked, curious about this child's shenanigans. "Hold it!" Frisk asked, hopping a bit. They quickly complied, holding the ectoplasm so to hold the stick on their side.

"Now, even though you are a ghost, we can now hold hands! Isn't that nice?" Frisk smiled towards the ghost, who looked surprised. Unknowingly, Napstablook blushed and smiled softly.

"... I usually come to the RUINS because there's nobody around... but today I met nice people... ... oh, I'm rambling again. I'll get out of your way... oh... before I forget, my house is in WATERFALL... if you really meant about hanging out... you can look for me there..." Napstablook said before ushering one more 'goodbye' and vanishing.

"They are all very nice!" Said Frisk walking ahead of Toriel. "Uh...? What do you mean, little one?" Toriel asked. "The monsters down here. Despite what the storybooks they read to me said, you are all very nice!" Frisk said joyfully.

Toriel smiled with their remark and just hummed softly before proceeding to the next room.

It didn't take long, but after some more walking and a small break for the motion sick child after crossing the perspective changing puzzle, they finally got to their destination.

"Here we are, my little one! Your new home!" Toriel beamed with joy as she watched Frisk run towards the house. They scanned it thoroughly from the outside, glowing with excitement in their every move.

"It's so beautiful! I love it already!" They said waiting for Toriel to come and open the door. It was not locked, but they still waited for her to go ahead and they followed her. Inside was even prettier than they expected. The furniture was light colored and everything was really neat and tidy. The flowers in the pot on the left exhaled a soft fragrance, almost as if welcoming back the inhabitants of the house, while the mirror reflected some of the light, giving it a pleasant atmosphere and a full bookshelf decorated the right. They felt at peace.

Frisk could only for short while wonder where the stairs below led to before Toriel called them. "Come with me, there is something I want to show you."

Hearing Toriel's call, Frisk rushed towards her and picked Toriel's hand. They walked a bit in the corridor before stopping at the first door. "This is your new room. I hope you can enjoy it." She said softly, while putting her hand in their head and stroking their hair softly, causing Frisk to smile. "Why don't you take a look? I have to go to the kitchen, sort a few things. Call me if you need anything." Toriel said, leaving shortly after.

Frisk opened the door and walked inside, exploring the new territory. Unsurprisingly, it was clean and organized. There was a wardrobe, a box, a drawing on the wall, a chest full of toys, a lamp in the corner, some plush dolls and a nice, comfy bed.

Without wasting any time, they went over to examine everything. The toy chest had many cool things to play with, but they decided to save that for another time. They went over for the drawing. It was of a pretty yellow flower. Still awestruck with their new place, they scanned through each and every thing, until they finally sat on the bed, watching over the plushes. They picked the white plush and hummed happily.

Little did they notice that only then, the exhaustion from the whole thing so far had kicked in and they were starting to doze off. It didn't take long before Frisk finally let go of consciousness.

It was dark, damp and loud. The dark sky was torn by the bright lightning, igniting a tree. The storm wouldn't cease and Frisk was terrified of it.

Shadows lurked everywhere. Some apathetic to them, others laughing and others seemed aggressive towards their presence. They could only run and run, hoping to not get caught.

They ran and ran, but they tripped and fell down, scraping their knee. The pain was bad, but not even close to the fear and the discomfort of being alone in a thunderstorm at the forest. They asked for help, but no one came. They shouted, but no one came. After calling for what felt like years without anyone coming, they sobbed inconsolably. Those grief filled tears were so thick they might as well drown in them. It never changed. No one ever came. And that was what hurt the most.

They were crying endlessly, but... Something happened...

... In the midst the storm, a sweet scent popped up. It smelled nice...

Suddenly, they were not on the ground anymore, but something had picked them up. Soon, they were being enveloped by a strange warmth...

The source of the warmth dried their tears and fully enveloped them with care and gentleness.

It didn't take long before the endless storm had ceased to be. The dark clouds were gone and the dampness of the rain had left. The sharp and cold wind was replaced by a soft breeze and the sun had appeared once more.

"... Do not worry, my child... I am right here..." Said a soft voice, bringing a sense of peace and calm to Frisk. They were smiling from the bottom of their heart. A soft sensation was felt in their cheek. Was that... A kiss? How many nights had Frisk dreamed of ever getting another one of those again...

Immersed in such affection, they say with all the emphasis they can.

"I love you mom..."...

...

They finally woke up. It was an intense dream. Not entirely wonderful, but the emotions it provoked would be remembered for a long time. They noticed that their surroundings changed a bit. The room was dark, as the light was turned off. Their plush was still with them, but they had a warm blanket covering them. They could still sense the sweet smell lingering in the air. Looking for it's source, they quickly found it: A pie of a flavor they have never eaten before in a plate beside their bed. It smelled like butterscotch and something they did not know.

After turning on the light, Frisk took the fork set beside the pie and gave it a try. It was sweet, but whatever was in it blocked the overwhelming sweetness from the butterscotch, making it more moderate, yet still completely remarkable. It was wonderful.

They finally left for the living room, where Toriel was reading. Her chair was huge. It had to be, so she could sit comfortably in it. There was a lit fireplace beside her, the fire not hot, just warm to the point one could even put their hand inside. There was a bookshelf filled to the brim with the most diverse books. Unfortunately, they didn't seem to have many pictures, which could hinder their understanding of its contents. The wooden table and chairs were simple, but tasteful.

Toriel shortly noticed Frisk's arrival and greeted them. "Why, hello my child! I hope you are enjoying it. I wasn't expecting to find someone today, really, but I'm glad I prepared everything just in case. Oh... ALMOST everything, given that I had to bake the pie while you played in your room." Toriel said with the now closed book on her lap, motherly smile seemingly eternal, only to be broken by her next statement, filled with worry. "... When it got ready and cooled down, I was going to give it to you, but I found you asleep, so I didn't want to wake you up. I was just going to leave the plate beside your bed so you could have it when you woke up, but I heard you mumbling. I thought you were uncomfortable so I went over to see what was wrong, when I noticed you were crying in your sleep." She said quietly, as Frisk listened to her. "Are you feeling better now?"

Frisk let out a soft smile, as they recalled Toriel's voice in their dream "... Yes... Thank you mom."

Toriel let herself smile once again and continued. "So, did you try the pie?" She asked now back to her usual cheerful mood. "Yes, it was great!" Frisk said beaming with joy, as they recalled the delicious piece of pie they ate a few moments ago. "Wonderful! It's a special recipe: Butterscotch-Cinnamon pie! I thought it'd be nice to celebrate your arrival." She said proud and glad that they enjoyed it.

"Well, you seem rested enough after a nice nap and some pie. What do you want to do now?"

"Oh! Can I go play around in the garden with the whimsums?" They asked, excited to go back to the friends they made in the RUINS.

After pondering for a while, she finally allowed, given that the traps were already deactivated.

Beaming with excitement, they ran to the front door. "Wait, Frisk!" Toriel called them, stopping them on their track.

"Don't try anything dangerous, have as much fun as you can and..." Toriel closed her eyes and let the moment sink in before finally opening them again, motherly and caring as usual, before finally talking "... I love you too, my child."

And we are done with chapter 2.

Currently going through a major reboot, fixing some details and plot holes and scrapping some bad ideas here and there, favoring what this story has done right. Thanks for your patience.