Frisk sees a stone and a button, as well as a sign, and spikes leading out through to the next clearing. She walks to the sign. "Three out of four rocks recommend pushing them… Okay?" She looks at the rock. "Well, there's only one right now." She walks to the rock, which comes up to her knees, and then looks at the button. "Guess it goes on there." She pushes the rock, digging her feet into the ground. Its slow going, but with some determination she makes it to the button. She hears a click, and the sees the spikes drop into the ground. "Yes!" She runs to the next clearing. "This is actually kind of fun." She runs forward, past a stump with a hole in it where one of the trees should be, but this time she comes across a dirt patch filled with x's. She continues her run, but when she walks onto the dirt she suddenly falls through the ground. She shouts as she falls down, until she lands on some leaves, breaking her fall. "Okay, ow." She stands and dusts herself off, then looks around. She sees a path through the leaves, and she sees a sign up ahead. She walks to it and read sit. "Please don't step on the leaves… So, I…" She looks up, then looks down at the leaves. "Oh, I get it." She giggles and walks around. "So, how do…" She freezes when she sees a creature floating by a hole in the stone wall.
"I-I'm sorry. I h-have no choice." The creature quietly says as white moths appear around Frisk. She looks around, her heart pounding.
"W-wait, I…" The moths move in closer to Frisk, but almost right away move back away, then closer, then away, in a pattern. Frisk looks at the monster, and he's sniffling. She smiles. "It's okay." She quietly says. He looks surprised.
"Ah… Forgive me!" The moths disappear, and he flies to the hole in the wall, which sucks him up. Frisk looks at it in surprise, then she smiles and follows after him. The air in the hole grabs her and pulls her up, shooting Frisk up and out of the hollowed out stump. She laughs as she lands on the ground next to the stump.
"Magic air currents, cool." She runs back to the dirt. "Okay, how did that pattern go?" She carefully walks through the dirt, slowly making her way to the next clearing. When she makes it through she laughs. "This is really fun! These puzzles aren't hard at all!" She runs to the next room and sees a line of spikes blocking her path. She also sees three rocks in front of buttons. "Alright, I think they're running out of ideas." She walks up to one rock and pushes it, though it takes a great deal of effort. She then moves on to the next one, and then the third. However, when she puts her hands on the last rock, it speaks.
"Hey!" Frisk jumps back. "Who said you could push me?"
"Uh, I-I'm sorry." She quietly says. "I, uh, I just need you to move. I didn't mean to be rude."
"Move? Well, I guess I can do that." The rock slides to the left, not towards the button. Frisk half smiles.
"Uh, I actually need you to move that way." She says as she points towards the button.
"I went the wrong way? Well, I'll move." The rock moves closer to the button, but not all the way.
"Thanks. I just, uh, need you to go a little further. I need you to get on that button, please."
"The button? Oh, I see. Alright, alright, just for you, since you're asking so nicely." Finally, the rock moves onto the button, and the spikes drop. Frisk smiles and runs to the spikes.
"Thank you!" She shouts. Suddenly, just before she reaches them, the spikes pop back up. She skids to a stop, then turns back. The rock has moved off the button. She pauses a moment, looking at the rock. "Oh, uh… I-I kinda need you to stay on that button. I can't get out if you move."
"Stay? Geeze kid, you're giving me a workout." The rock moves back, and the spikes drop once again. Frisk looks at the spikes, then she laughs and looks back at the rock.
"I think you're the funniest rock I've ever met. Not that I've met many talking rocks. Thank you!" She runs forward, moving further into the forest. When she enters the next clearing, she sees two exits. One exit has a sign, but the other, which leads to the left, has none. She walks up to the sign. It has a paper attached by some webs at the bottom. "Spider bakery. Free sample Friday." She frowns, but then she looks through the foresty doorway. Inside she sees a counter with a few spiders on it of varying sizes. Some are small, and close to the size she's used to. However, some are large, and reach almost as high as her waist. One spider notices her, and it waves one of its legs at her. "Uh, h-hi." She walks in and looks around. The clearing is decorated with counters, ovens, baking supplies, and baked goods.
"Hello." One of the spiders quietly speaks.
"Um, hi. I… Don't really know of any talking spiders. I certainly have never heard of spiders that bake." The spider seems to smile.
"Well, humans must not have our family around. We spiders run a family business that's quite popular." Frisk smiles.
"I see. Well, I'd like to try some, but I kinda don't have any money."
"Today is free sample Friday." The spider looks up, and so does Frisk. She sees a host of spiders above her, all passing around tools and mixing in bowls on their webs. One spider comes down from the ceiling while holding a doughnut twice its size. It stops in front of Frisk's face and holds the doughnut. She takes it, and the spider climbs back up to the ceiling. "We hope you like it."
"Th-thank you." Frisk takes a bite, and her face lights up as she chews on the fluffy, chocolate covered creation. "I-it's so good!" She quickly devours the remainder of the doughnut, and the spiders all seem to give a little dance. "If I get some money, I'll definitely have to come back and buy all your doughnuts."
"We look forward to it. Have a good day." In unison, the spiders wave Frisk off as she walks out of their make-shift shop. She walks to the next clearing, and this one is the most spacious. It has a little pond, covered in blooming lily pads. Beyond that is an open yard with a garden, and a small house. Before Frisk can take another step, Toriel walks out of the house, holding her cellphone. She spots Frisk and stops.
"My child! Oh, I must have taken so long. I'm sorry about that. You've come to my home rather than have me bring you here. Are you hurt?" She walks to Frisk and kneels in front of her.
"No, I'm fine." Frisk smiles. "It was a little scary, but…" She giggles. "Really, I didn't see many monsters, and the ones I did weren't actually mean or anything." Toriel smiles as she stands up.
"No, they aren't." She pats Frisk's head, making her giggle. "Come now, you must be tired. You've already had such an exhausting day." She walks towards the house, and Frisk follows. "This is your home now. I hope you like it, though it's quite small and simple." When they walk into the house, Frisk quickly begins to explore. Toriel quietly laughs. "You seem quite excited. Now, I do have a room ready for you. Please, it's…" She starts to walk, but she suddenly stops. "Is… Is something burning? Oh my! Child, your room is the first door on the left down the hall!" She runs to her left, into a small room with a table, from what Frisk can see.
"My… room?" Frisk looks to her right, down a hallway. There are two doors. She walks down it and opens the first door. She turns on a light switch, and sees an orange room. Frisk pauses a moment, then starts laughing. "W-wow, its really… orange." She walks in and looks around. There is a twin size bed, a box of toys, a wardrobe, a desk, two lamps, and a rug. Frisk walks around, inspecting the few decorations that are there. When she opens the wardrobe she finds an array of outfits, most of which have stripes on them. She then turns to the bed. Slowly, Frisk walks up to the bed. She places her hand on the blanket. It's soft. She then turns and sits on it. "This is… For me? Just me?" She looks around the room once again, a smile stained on her lips. "I'm…" She falls back. "This is perfect." She feels the tears slide down her face. "This is the greatest thing ever. I can't believe this came from wanting to die. I can't… I could never be happier." The tears flow faster, and she begins to sob. She tries to stay quiet by turning and lying on her stomach, with her face buried in her new pillow. She cries, and cries, until finally she falls asleep.