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Meet a mom, Miss another- part 2

An old woman living alone, despite popular belief, is not exactly completely chipper. I was sitting on my armchair this morning, deep in thought. My mind was a flurry of worries, memories, and life decisions that I had made. I couldn't stop thinking about the past though. I have never been good at blocking any sentiment.

If I could, maybe things would be better.

'But no. Good ol' Toriel is so transparent that as soon as she gets angry, its sweltering hot in any room.'

I remember when we were trapped, too. He was so angry that day, nobody could stand next to him without being baked. But then only 10 years later, we were calm, then they came, and left so fast.

I went to the ruins after. Was it such a good choice though?

I never really enjoyed checking the ruins for humans. It reminded me of all of the humans- -mere children, that I had failed in all the years after I had left the thro-

No.

Not again.

'I'm going to think positive today.' I thought.

I had decided to talk to the man behind the door, it was around our meeting time, and a few jokes could help clear my mind of unpleasant memories, at least for a bit.

My mystery friend had been cheerful as always, talking in a laid-back way that could relax anyone even in the tensest of moments.

Together, we both talked for hours, not minding if either of us continued with the same conversation topic, and when there was nothing more to talk about, we would tell jokes.

Albeit being very immature, puns and small wordplay gags were very calming to the heart, and to any troubled mind.

It was more than 50 years ago when I met him.

The third child had left. By this point I had decided to stop the children at all costs, and my resolve had made me quite depressed. By this time, I had even believed that I became like my pitiful Ex-Husband.

I really had nothing to do. The third child was so truthful. She told her reasons so calmly, without a lie in any word. When she had promised she would stay alive, I believed her. I wanted to believe her so badly.

A week later I heard the monsters rejoicing with the new, navy blue soul they had obtained.

That was the first lie she had ever told me, and the last.

I felt sick. So, I walked down to the basement that day, and sat down on the door, feeling the slight tingle of a cold breeze wafting through the door.

Until, I heard a sound. Two knocks on the door snapped me out of that endless cacophony that only a delirious old lady could think of.

But he, whoever he was, he made me feel like I was 40 again. And that's what started it all until now.

I smiled fondly at the thought.

Now that I thought about it, it was around the time to check if humans had fallen.

"You okay lady?"

"Hm? Oh, pardon friend, I was quite deep in thought. I should be going now, to do…"

I shouldn't tell him. He was a sentry after all. If I told him that I was going to check for humans, he would want to go too. Even the kindest of monsters would exchange their values for freedom.

'You knew that by experience though, didn't you?'

"To do what?"

He had a strange edge to his voice. It was unlike him, and somehow, deep down, it unnerved me in a way.

"I will go attend to a pie I have been baking. I have been baking one to give to the spiders as a gift for their services." I said, trying to keep my tone level and calm.

"Please don't tell them though, it's a surprise!" I hoped this was convincing.

"Oh, okay lady. But one more thing."

"Hm?"

"Knock knock" said he, as he lightly tapped the door.

"Ooh, haha. Who is there?"

"Pie"

"Pie who?" this was one hadn't heard that one before.

"Goodpie lady. Have a nice day. And you 'Crust' tell me your recipe, it would warm my 'tart'."

I chuckled a little, enjoying the small antics my friend would do.

"Goodpie, friend. That was 'berry' clever of you! Hehe."

I stood up from the floor and brushed off my robes, then walked through the hall.

I started letting her mind wander, thinking as I went up the stairs to your house.

I highly doubted that another human would fall today, of all days. It had been raining the night before. I recalled one of the children mentioning that it was dangerous to climb the mountain when it was, and very few would do so.

I remembered the night after the war. The rain, which I had disliked because of its disadvantages to my fur, was suddenly a blessing that I had lost. It was so far away, and even standing in the field of dirt in the middle of the hole, the rain would never touch me.

I recalled seeing the droplets bouncing off of the barrier's maw. It was quite depressing, to say the least.

I decided to make use of the small patch of dirt, planting seeds of my favorite flower at the time. Giving it water infused with a hint of magic, the buttercups bloomed and lived up to now.

'They used to be your favorite flowers.'

The poor flowers were like all of the monsters in the underground. Just looking up to see not even the rain cannot reach them.

I felt rather committed to helping the children who fell, and everyone in the ruins. Although I would keep the monsters in check, I cared about them down to the last Moldsmal.

Even the flowers. I watered them every day it rained and then I would use my magic to provide a light for them. The magic from my fires gave them vitality, and their strength would in turn protect the humans who fell.

'Magic really was a miracle. A shame that humans have forgotten of it.' I thought, as I started going past the dummy's room.

'Maybe that's why they died so easily out there' Thought another part of me.

All of the children who fell were so naïve.. they ignored my pleas! They were the ones at fault. He was the one at fault.

But then why did I feel so much GUILT?

I shook off those thoughts, when I heard a strange sound coming from the next room. It sounded like a weird buzzing, and I could feel the charging of the air, as if an attack was being prepa—

NO.

It was that horrible flower again! I was going to stop it this time! It would not hurt another living being as long as you could help it!

Running over, and slightly stumbling due to my long dress (which I picked up by now)

I rushed over to the noise. Surely enough, that demonic buttercup was attacking a child! Unconsciously, I let my anger influence my magic as I hurled a fireball at it. It was black at the core and crackled terribly.

The flower was tossed away shrieking like a banshee, and it looked at me with a spiteful glare before entering the ground.

The poor child was all scuffed up. It had some stains on its collar, and I, though I thought of myself to be at least a bit pacifistic, I would kill that flower the next time you saw even a petal from his lowly head.

The child was looking at me with a bit of fear now. I felt I should say something. I took a deep breath and relaxed myself.

The temperature lowered a bit.

"What a horrible creature, attacking such a poor, innocent youth. My name is Toriel, I am the caretaker of the ruins."

After your call with Toriel, you decided to proceed. There were many patches of leaves, which were the same you saw in the first hall. One of the leaf piles, however, had that same star!

You walked over to it, almost reaching the leaves the star stat on.

You barely went a few steps into the room, when a strange Frog leapt into your path.

It scared you to say the least.

Okay, it terrified you. Letting out a sharp breath, adrenaline wafted through your veins as you promptly rushed a meter away. The 'tennis court' didn't let you go further. Drat.

You took a deep breath and decided to look at the frog to get a better look.

It was a dulled green, with a black tummy. When you got a better look at it, you noticed that it was very bumpy, like a toad, yet slimy looking. Plus, it had a face on its belly.

You felt uncomfortable seeing it in more high-definition, and decided to stop examining it from afar.

Remembering Toriel's words of advice, you decided to go and sign to it.

'You look lovely today.'

*The Froggit doesn't understand what you are saying, but is flattered anyway.*

Well darn. At least you knew its name now though. Weird though, instead of a text box, it was a voice this time.

It was "Froggit's" turn this time, and it started shooting flies out of its tum-face. (you liked that new word. It was catchy.)

This time, you weren't going to be taken for a chump! You dodged the flies, though quite a few hit you.

*You are filled with disgust. (and a great need of hand sanitizer.) *

Ha ha. Very funny audible Dialogue box.

You pressed the sign button again, and this time, you were scolding the Froggit for attacking you. You waved your pointer finger at it and used that same scolding pose that you saw in cartoons.

*The Froggit seems to have understood. It no longer wishes to fight.*

Finally, you pressed the spare button.

'You shouldn't do that! It is not polite.'

The Froggit looked down.

"riiibeht." Even its tummy-face was crying.

Feeling bad, you decided to give it a few pats on the head.

It seemed to have cheered up a bit, which made you happy.

But now you are REALLY in need of hand sanitizer.

You walked away from the Froggit, who hopped out of sight, while you walked over to the star at last.

FRISK- LV 1 4:15

RUINS

Well, you weren't in the entrance anymore. Hopefully you could get home soon then.

You saw a door to your left, so you decided to go through before proceeding through the hall.

In this room, there was obviously a designer behind it.

It looked like a fairytale, a pillar in the middle, surrounded by leaves, with two pools of water beside it. Water was flowing through a few cracks in the brick, which was covered in vines.

If this was in the sun, with birds and flowers, your grandma would love it.

You felt a pang hit your heart. You had to go.

But, you could wait a bit to see more of the room, right?

You got closer to the pillar, which had a bowl on top of it. The bowl was full of candies.

Future-you was going to regret this, since you were probably going to pig-out on it later, but you took a handful.

*You took a handful of candy. You feel terrible*

How did you hear that? You thought this was only in battles. Your curiosity took the better of you and you took another handful.

*You took another handful of candy. You feel disgusted by yourself. *

You did feel bad, but this was kind of pushing it.

You took one more handful, and accidentally knocked over the pillar, breaking it in half.

The place didn't feel as magical.

*You broke the aura of the room, and you took all of the candy. You feel like the scum of the earth.*

And this time you felt like it too. The voice sounded peeved.

You were going to leave the room, but you couldn't just leave it that way! Rolling up your sweater sleeves, you went to the pillar and stacked the broken half back on. You took a few leaves, which were quite sticky inside, and you mashed them together to make a sort of glue.

You placed the glue inside the cracks and added a few leaves around to make it look prettier. Then you added the last two handfuls back onto the bowl.

It wasn't your best handiwork, but it would do.

*You fixed your mistake. But it is still not perfect.*

This time the voice sounded… what was the word? Err… bittersweet. That's what you learned in vocabulary class.

Whatever that voice was though, it made you feel sad.

Needless to say, you never tampered with free things again.

You came across a room full of cracks on the floor. This looked highly dangerous.

But so did everything in the underground.

The monsters, the puzzles, even the stories. They were all harmless though.

Feeling empowered by your logic, you walked across.

Until it broke from underneath you.

'Oh friskin-frick.'

Then you fell.

And landed on a pile of golden flowers red leaves.

They were quite bouncy and helped you on your fall. You found yourself stuck in a room though. Now what?

You heard a strange sound. It was like a vacuum. It was coming from two vents around your size.

When you came closer, the vacuum sucked you through the vent, and you found yourself on the same room, but on the other side.

The underground couldn't think of Stairs? Really? You gave yourself a hearty facepalm to no one.

You heard some faint giggling somewhere too, but that could have just been you.

You kept walking, and you encountered yet another room. It was blocked with spikes.

'yaaaaay.'

Now you need to do another puzzle. The thought made your laziness increase tenfold.

Times like this made you know that you really needed more exercise. You poked your stomach and it wiggled for a few seconds before going back into place.

'I really am a pudgy kid. Blehhh'

The giggles were a bit louder this time.

You read a sign on the brick. It said:

'3 out of four rocks recommend that you push them.'

Strange.

You looked around and saw a rock. How nice.

You decided to follow the sign and pushed the rock. After a few seconds it fell onto a switch, and the spikes went back into their respective holes.

You laid down on the cool tile floor after 5 times of falling down on leaves and getting attacked by talking vegetables.

Your heart felt like it was bursting from the amount of adrenaline you had rushing in your veins. Falling was a very unpleasant feeling. The fighting was horrible as well.

Why couldn't it be talking musketeers bars, eh? Or flying skittles? Noooo, it had to be Veggies.

You shuddered at remembering the talking carrot, throwing broccoli at you.

You tried to talk to it, but it mocked you for talking to a vegetable.

The underground was like wonderland. Perhaps you were Alice?

You ate the strawberry attacks though, so it wasn't that bad.

Except you got bruises from the potatoes that flew with it.

You would never look at French fries the same way again.

Ever.

The monsters would throw gold coins at you too. It made you feel rich. If only grandma could see them with you.

She would probably say 'Wow frisk! You're a rich child now! Your mother would be very proud.'

Then she would cook your favorite treat and you would help. Then you would just sit on the couch and watch her calmly sign her tales.

You missed her. Even if you were here for a bit of time. You hated Nala and the others more than ever now. Sure, they teased you and poked fun, but you never knew they would do this.

Did they hate you that much?

Did you deserve it?

You weren't feeling too much of the vertigo when you fell down the mountain though.

How did you even survive that fall? It was like 100 feet!

Plus, you ended up without a scratch.

Your head hurt thinking of possible reasons. So, you just thought of grandma. Normally it would cheer you up but now…

Thinking of your grandma, and knowing you were probably never going to see her again..

How were you going to get back home? You wanted to see your grandma right now.

You missed her warm hugs, her soft smiles, you missed reading a book next to her, Rufus purring alongside you.

Your grandma was like your mom. But even better. (You supposed it was better, at least. You didn't know.)

You missed her.

Dewey would complain about his parents, but you never saw why. They love him to bits. Dewey needed some "Kindness goggles."

But he wasn't here. Grandma wasn't here.

No one was here.

You finally realized that you are all alone.

*You miss your grandma. If only someone else were here to comfort you. Oh well. *

The voice sounded strange. It was like the tone you make when you are implying something.

*There is literally Nobody here. No one. *

You didn't feel as weirded out for some reason.

'Who are you?'

*it's a secret. *

'Do you think.. we could be friends then?'

*Sure, I guess. Don't expect to get much information about me though.*

'Okay.. But can I call you Ghostie?'

*no.*

Well that ended the moment.

'kay.'

You supposed that you should get up then. Ghostie cheered you up a bit. At least someone was there, though they obviously hated nicknames.

*I could give you a nickname too ya know. And don't call me that. *

You decided to stop teasing them.

You got up slowly, and went through the same path, avoiding the cracks. This time, Ghostie stopped you from proceeding.

*Don't call me Ghostie. And turn left. *

You turned left. Surprisingly you didn't fall.

*now just turn straight. *

Following Ghostie's—

*Do you really wish to continue with that sentence? *

The Voice's advice, you kept going straight, and finally went out of the room of nightmares.

*Jeez, you're hopeless, fun-size.*

'Well, you got me out... so thanks!'

*Don't mention it. Especially the name "Ghostie." Blech. *

'Kay.'

Was the voice a Tsundere?

You could imagine them saying "B-baka"

*Ha. Ha. HA. That was so funny I forgot to laugh.*

The voice stopped talking after that, so you left them alone.

The next room had a block of cheese, with a tiny mouse hole in the bricks. There was a star as well, so you tapped it. The potato bruises didn't hurt as much.

In the next room, you saw another rock puzzle and pushed them all.

Until you went to push the last one, that is.

"Uh, Ex-CUSE ME? Has anyone ever taught you manners, bub?"

So that's what the sign meant.

"All'a you youngsta's think us guys like being pushed around, eh? I'm sick o' it! Back on the surface, dem' winged rats pooping on me, and now you guys sitting on me and using me for puzzles!"

"You think I don't feel the vibrations you make on the ground, twerpy? CUZ I DO! And yous' ain't as 'butterfly light' as you think you are!"

Well that was just painful.

*Pfft. Well aren't you the ballerina. How graceful she is, as she makes craters where her feet land.* They said it like the people who use monotone voices for ice skating.

'You are just mean, ya know that?'

Turning your attention back to the rock, you signed it a brief 'Sorry!' You really hated conflict. Hopefully rocks could see.

"What, no answer? Ya mute or something?"

Just your luck.

You stomped on the ground to say "sorry" in Morse code then.

"Darn right you should be."

The rock did nothing.

You lightly tapped it, as well as did a small series of taps that made the word 'puzzle' in Morse. It might have been missing a 'z' somewhere though.

"Oh. You want me to move then? Okay bub."

It moved an inch.

You tapped it again.

"Oh, now you want me to move further? Picky scrubs nowadays. Back when I was part o' dis 'ere' mountain up in the surface, pebbles like you were amazed if I moved once in hundreds of years, and it was just a millimeter."

It moved to the puzzle with a LOT of convincing.

It was still cool to see a living rock though.

Pfft, You could only imagine putting a living pebble inside of Nala's lunchbox.

*It appears you aren't such a holy baby nun either, eh?*

"Shushies you.'

You came across a room with a mouse hole in one of the walls. There was a table with a small slice of cheese on a plate as well. There was a star next to the table. You tapped it. You felt cozy.

*Knowing that one day, the mice will stop bickering and start working together to get to the table, fills you with DETERMINATION*

The mice were bickering? You kneeled down to look in the hole, and they were indeed arguing. One was in a heated argument about acorns not being nuts, while the other was quite offended and saying its opinion.

They noticed you eavesdropping though, and then the point of the argument was about humans being rude. You decided to get the cheese and lowered it to their home. They stopped arguing then. You never saw a wedge fit into a small 4-inch hole, but they made it work. You looked inside once more and they were having a normal family dinner.

Their priorities were straighter than a military official's posture.

The next room was very narrow. It had no other way to move, besides through a small patch of leaves in the middle.

In the middle someone was snoring, at least you thought it was snoring.

You came closer to find a bedsheet with two eyes repeatedly saying 'Z'.

"ZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzz (Oh gosh she is still there)"

Huh?

"zZZzzzzZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ (pls leave I wanna cry in peace)"

You had to get through though. And it isn't really healthy to cry alone.

'Why are you crying Ghostie?'

*Did you just give him my nickname? How dare you.*

The voice—

*GHOSTIE*

Jeezus. Ghostie sounded annoyed.

"I'm not okay right now, no. "

'Why?'

"Because-.. Actually, not really feeling up to it right now.. sorry."

[Napstablook decides to ruin your day by existing! Sorry.]

'Did you say that Ghostie?'

*Huh? No, actually. This monologue is different than mine.*

On the screen were your options:

[Fight] (̢͙̖̰͓͓͖͉T͖͟ͅa̹͙͙̜̥l̸̬͚͍͈̹͔͚k҉̦̙)͉ [Sign] [Act] [Spare]

You didn't want to fight him though. He was just sad after all.

Pressing the sign button, you told Napstablook that he, if anything, was improving your day by talking with you.

"R-Really? No…. I'm probably burdening you already by making you say stuff for me. I'm horrible, huh?"

He sent you attacks made of his own tears. Poor dude.

You dodged a few, then got hit by a few more. They stung, and made you feel like a turd.

You felt your body go slack as you tried to think of something to motivate yourself to go on. You thought of grandma, and immediately felt a surge of energy.

*Your self esteem is great! In garbage terms, that is! *

'Really bruh?'

*Wasn't meeee* said Ghostie in a sing-songy tone.

Maybe his tears had that depressing effect. In that case, he had to stop crying.

You decided to press the act button.

In your options, you could bully him, cheer for him, or be kind to him.

You didn't want to bully the poor guy, even if he made you feel like garbage as of yet. Plus, the more he cries, the faster you die.

You cheered for Napstablook, He seemed a bit happier.

Doing this same routine, you finally got through to him. Its good that it happened too, his attacks were making you lose point in Candy. They were getting weaker with more encouragement though.

*Pshh, Chocolate is better though. *

'Shush.'

*Don't sass me.* They sounded false-offended.

"H-hey, I wanna show you something cool." Napstablook had a small smile across his ghostly features.

'Sure'

Hopefully it was food. You were starving, and without a good meal, candy is pointless. And stomachache-inducing.

Napstablook made a hat out of his tears. It was pretty interesting to see!

"D-Do you like it?"

*It would be cooler with a fish in it. *

You liked it, it was shiny and looked like the best CGI ever.

'Its amazing!'

"Heh…"
Then, you got a small dialogue box that said: "Napstablook is sparing you."

You spared him immediately. Good thing too, your heart thingy looked kinda dim, and there was a bar that said HP: 9/20.

He moved out of the way, but first he turned to you and said, "I was really sad earlier, but today, I met someone nice." He gave a reserved smile. "Visit me… if you want" as he faded away.

You felt warm inside.

You walked into a… SPIDER bakery. You ran away from them faster than someone could say "Potato".

But.. what if they were also sentient?

You walked back to the bakery, signing and apologizing for your fear of spiders.

You were extremely racist, now that you thought about it.

They talked to each other, before they all nodded in agreement, and gave you a sympathy donut. You gave them huge thanks, as well as giving them money for the donut. It was glazed with purple icing, and it had black sprinkles on top.

You took a big bite of it as you walked out, and a dialogue box came out.

*You ate the spider donut. Your HP was maxed out. *

Huh. Maybe HP meant how healthy you are?

'is that what it means, Ghostie?'

*Yep. Down here, HP stands for health points. You lose them all, and you die. Keep the points up by eating food! It heals you right up. *

You were never more glad to be chubby in your life, then.

Ghostie was bragging about how cool it was down here. You tuned them out.

*Her. I'm a girl ya' know. *

'Sorry.'

But, why was it called "Spider donut"? You looked at the donut, about to take another bite, (Because gosh it tasted good) before you noticed something inside of it. A raisin?

You examined it more, when Ghostie said: *Spider donut, made from spiders, and of spiders! Spiders in the air, in your donut, from their care. Bon appetit. *

She was laughing more than ever now.

And you?

You felt sick.

You went through many more puzzles with Ghostie's help, most of them involving buttons and pillars. Then you fell into many more traps with veggies and frogs and flies and more. It was tiring.

You never ate more of the donut though.

Never.

You finally ran into a hall and walked to the end of it. It had a view of the underground from a terrace. Up above, instead of the blue skies you knew, you were greeted with rock ceilings and stalactites.

The city of monsters was huge too! Tons of buildings, and many monsters roaming on the ground below. It was pretty peaceful.

You looked at the floor, liking the pattern of the tile as well. It had the same symbol as Toriel's dress, and the door.

Until you saw a knife on the floor, that is.

It looked a bit ashy and grey.

It was a toy. But why did it feel wrong holding it?

You felt the need to leave it on the floor.

You felt an urge to throw it away.

You felt the need to run away from the room.

And Ghostie said nothing for once.

You walked to the last room. It had a tree, old and large, with its last leaves falling down.

'I guess it knows the seasons even down here. It is fall after all.'

You wanted to climb onto it, it had low hanging branches, so that could help you get there. You saw a small glimmer in the leaves too. You wanted to tap it more than ever for some reason.

You gave it a light touch, making you more tired than before. You were exhausted, your clothes were bloodied, torn and burnt, had moth holes and smelled like sweat and P.U. You just wanted to sleep. You curled up on the lowest branch and slept like a baby.

You didn't notice Toriel walking in the room with groceries and a white dog at her side. You didn't notice her taking you to her home, nor did you notice her tucking you in with soft, parka covers. You just noticed how warm you felt, and how cold you were without your grandma there.

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