A/N: Wow! 3 followers in a day! Thank you guys so much! I'll try to update maybe everyday, but I can't promise anything, because school is starting soon for me. Anyway, let's get right to the story!

Toriel had given me a few puzzles to do in the ruins, and I purposely disobeyed some of her instructions, hitting a training dummy instead of chatting with it, flipping the wrong switches, and even stepping on her feet a few times, snickering.

The voice was entertained too, so I kept being incompetent. Toriel kept that stupid smile plastered on her face, but I could see in her eyes that her patience was wearing thin.

She turned to me after I completed the pointless puzzles, and said she was leaving for a bit, and that she'd be back soon.

"Please, stay in this room, my child."

I nodded, having other ideas. She gave me a phone and left.

I looked around, exploring other rooms. It was all purple stone, and I was kind of sick of it. I see candy and take a bunch of it, shoving it greedily into my pocket, then explore some more. Toriel calls me.

"My child? I was just wondering what do you prefer? Cinnamon or butterscotch? "

I say butterscotch and she thanks me, hanging up. I'm about to move forward when the phone rings again. I roll my eyes.

See what the pathetic goat-mom wants.

I answer the phone. "What now?"

"I know you said butterscotch, but if you were to receive cinnamon, would you turn up your nose and not eat it? I'm just-"

I cut her off. "I don't care, shop for your ingredients."

"I'm just asking, it's not for anything-"

Say I know you're making pie.

"I know you're making pie."

Toriel stops rambling and there's a silence. "Oh well. Stay where you are, my child, I'll be home soon." She hangs up, and I put the phone away. I reached a puzzle, one with rocks. There was three platforms, and it looked like you had to put the rocks onto them so they pushed down. There was a river and a metal path with spikes sticking out of them, the path leading over the river to the next side. I saw a door on the other side

I walked to the first rock, and easily pushed it forwards. It hit the platform with a click, and one set of spikes shot down, disappearing.

I smiled and pushed the next rock, and the same thing happened. One more was left, so I pushed it too.

At least, I tried to. This rock had a mind of its own.

"Hey! What are you doing?" it exclaimed. I rolled my eyes.

"Obviously trying to complete a puzzle, so let me move you," I said, glaring.

"Oh ho ho, that's not a nice look, but I'll move for ya!"

The rock moved to the right. I narrowed my eyes and shook my head.

"Oh, you want me to move somewhere else? Okay!" The rock moves to the far left.

"Move to the platform." I said, annoyed.

"Okay!" the rock moved on the platform, and the last set of spikes disappeared. I began to walk towards the path, when suddenly, the last set of spikes popped up again. I whipped around and glared at the rock. "Stay. There," I said, my patience wearing out. If that stupid rock did one more thing, I would throw it in the river.

The rock moved onto the platform, saying nothing. I crossed the bridge and moved into the next rooms, and killed some annoying monsters that stand in my way.

I walk into the next room, and there are leaf piles there, red and inviting. I play around for a bit, then solve some new puzzles, and kill some other monsters.

Just as I'm about to leave the Ruins, a Froggit- one of the monsters- appears. I play around with it for a bit, then attack it, smiling as it dies. I exit the Ruins and the voice gives me instructions.

Head right past the leaves and vines, and then head north, you'll then see an overlook of the ruins, and a surprise will be waiting for you there.

I do so, and when I reach the overlook, I see a toy knife. It looks old, but sharp and promising.

I pick it up and, looking around, I see a messenger bag, so I put it in there along with the candy from earlier, and sling it on. I walk back where I came from, and continue to walk until I reach a tree. I'm debating on whether I should climb it or not when Toriel appears out of nowhere, sees me, and rushes over.

"My child! Why didn't you wait? Are you alright?" I nod and roll my eyes.

"I'm fine, Toriel."

She breathes a sigh of relief.

"I bought the ingredients for pie. Since you're here, let me lead you to my home."

She takes my hand, and I nearly pull away, disgusted with myself.

No, let her trust you.

Reluctantly I obey, and we reach a large house in the ruins. It's purple. I sigh, mentally noting to never associate myself with purple again.

She smiles. "Welcome home."

Welcome home? This is definitely not my home. I thought.

She leads me inside, and releases my hand. "Child, how old are you?" she asks.

"I'm eleven, and my name is Odette."

Toriel gives me a smile. "Odette, follow me." She puts the groceries on the floor by the door, and I follow her to her room, to a closet. Her room is purple themed, but with shades of lavender and darker hues, not just the same, annoying purple from the ruins. Toriel taps my shoulder, and I turn to face her. She's holding a lime green turtleneck sweater that has one cream colored stripe running in the middle, and two identical stripes on the arm. "Here, my child, wear this. Your sweater is a bit torn up."

I look down at the plain black normal necked sweater and ripped blue skinny jeans I had chosen to wear. The sweater was unraveling in some places, and my hiking boots were scuffed up, but nothing terrible.

I took the sweater and wore it over my current one. It went down just above my knees.

Toriel took my hand and led me to a different room. It looked like another child's bedroom. There was a red and white rug on the wood floor, and a wooden bed with red and black sheets sat next to it, a box of shoes at the end of it. A wardrobe loomed in one corner, a bookshelf, a stool and, a table with a lamp on it next to it. Another lamp stood at the head of the bed

"Rest here, my child, as I make the pie." I nodded, and Toriel left the room. I pulled off my boots and threw them on the floor, doing the same with my bag, and got into the bed, my weight making it creak. I curled up and slowly fell asleep, dreaming of nothing.