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7: Mom's Magic Lessons
Flowey and Frisk looked at the book Toriel gave them to practice reading on their own. Toriel had made it herself. It was only ten pages long and was bound by sewing thread. Every page had a sentence, with large words. Frisks job was to read the sentence and draw a picture to match it. Flowey hated being stuck in his pot, and living with this kid. But their level of education drove him nuts.
"Now I know how Chara felt," He uttered under his breath.
"Huh?" Frisk looked at him. He shook his head.
"Nothing," He looked at the book, "You've been at this for EVER! Just let me do it! It's easy!"
"Well, maybe if you help me read," Frisk grunted, " We can get this over with."
"I tried to!" He shouted.
"You weren't helping me! You were reading it for me!" They argued back.
"That's helping!"
"That's cheating!" Flowey rolled his eyes.
"Chara, you know how to read. Stop being an idiot," Frisk pushed his pot away.
"I'm not an idiot. And I don't know. I'm trying!" Their voice cracked slightly. Flowey stared at them.
"Are you going to cry?" Frisk quickly rubbed their eyes.
"No! I'm just- mad," Their nose started to turn red.
"Come on, Chara. You can't cry! You're such a hypocrite! Don't be such a crybaby!" They changed their face to mimic Frisks.
"I said I'm not crying! I just... I just," They sighed, "I don't want to let Miss Toriel down," They looked at the book. Flowey lowered his head.
He didn't feel bad for them. Not at all. But, he pitied them. With a heavy sigh he spoke again, but much calmer.
"Pull me back over so I can 'help' you," Frisk smiled. They pulled him closer. Flowey really didn't want to do this.
"Okay. Tell me what you can read from this," A green root came out of the dirt and pointed to the page.
"Ohhh! I didn't know you could do that," They looked at his root with wide eyes.
"Focus, Chara." He glared at them.
"Oh, sorry," They looked back at the book. Flowey smirked.
"At least you still have the same attention span," the thought gave him relief.
"S..am got a lot... I don't know this," Frisk pointed to a two letter word. Flowey sighed.
"Yeah. I had trouble with that one too," He looked away, annoyed, "Sound it out."
Frisk read the letters out loud.
"Uh. is the little 'O', and ffff is 'F'. uhffff. Uf. Of. Sam got a lot OF ham," They smiled at the Flowey. Their stupid smile was contagious. Flowey smiled back.
"I'm glad that you can read the word 'OF'," He scoffed.
"Thanks!" Frisk ignored that he was trying to be mean, "What should I draw?"
"A kid eating a bunch of ham?" He somehow shrugged. He looked at the next page. He smiled wickedly.
"I know what to draw for this one!"
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Toriel came back into her home with groceries in hand.
"Frisk! I have returned," She announced as she walked through the door.
"I'm at the table! I'm just about finished with my homework," Frisk shouted back, "Flowey helped me! " Toriel chuckled.
"Is that so?" She walked into the front room where Frisk and Flowey sat at the dinner table. She put the two bags of Groceries on the table top and sat next to Frisk.
"Would you show me?" Toriel opened the first page. Frisk started to read.
"I see a rat," there was a cute picture of Frisk holding a small rat, "We see a rat," there was a picture of Frisk trying to stop the rat from eating Flowey. They giggled, then flipped the page, "Sam got a lot of ham," The picture was a child holding a pig, "Dan ran to the can," Toriel jolted in her seat.
"What is that picture!?" Frisk had drawn a child running to a toilet.
"It was Floweys idea to draw that. He said that some people call the bathroom the can," Toriel covered her face. She thought for a moment.
"Next time, do not listen to Floweys ideas. This is inappropriate," Frisk shook a little. Toriel put her paw gently on their shoulder, "it is alright, but next time, just draw what you want to draw. Not Flowey," they finished reading the homework to Toriel. She invited them to help her put the groceries up. Frisk bounced off their chair and grabbed Flowey with them.
Toriel picked up the bags and followed Frisk into the kitchen. They put Flowey on the ground, and turned around, smiling at their mom. Toriel smiled back and put the bags on the floor next to Flowey. She reached inside and pulled out cans. They recognized it. It was full of snails. Frisk reached in and pulled out an arm full of veggies. They carried them to the fridge and stuffed them in. Toriel smiled as she put the cans of snails in the top cupboard.
"How about you hand me everything and I will put it where it goes. How does that sound?" She fixed everything that Frisk tried to put up. They nodded and ran to the grocery bags. They pulled out a square metal container. They handed it to Toriel.
"Oh," Toriel handed it back, "Please put this on the stove top," She pointed to the oven, "It is our dinner for tonight," She fixed something in the fridge. Frisk did as they were told. As soon as Frisk put it on the stove, the bottom it was covered with a warm fire. Frisk jumped back slightly.
"Oh, do not be afraid my child," She smiled, " it will not hurt you." Frisk looked at her then back at the fire. They put their hand up next to the fire. As they got closer, the fire moved away and cooled down. Their eyes flew open. They jumped pointed at it.
"How! How! How!"
"It is fire magic. I always cook with my fire magic, see?" She lifted her hand and summoned a flame. She knelt down and presented it to Frisk. Frisk put their hands around it. It was warm and made their hands feel like they were tingling.
"Woah... How can you do that?" They were in a trance.
"Monsters are made of Magic. I plan to teach you everything about monsters and humans physical forms after we get the basics down," She let the fire in her hands simmer out. Frisk jumped in excitement.
"You're going to teach me how to use magic! I wanna learn how! I wanna make a fire!" Toriel game them a sad smile.
"I would... if it was possible," She pat their head, " Humans have a hard time using magic. Their bodies are more physical matter than mystical. Some of them; whom dedicate their lives to magic, can only use a small portion of magic... compared to a monster, that is." Toriel stood up and left for the front room. Frisk picked up Flowey and followed her. She was standing in front of her bookcase. She pulled out one on a shelf Frisk couldn't reach.
"There was an old rumor going around when we were first put down here," She stared up again, "That the humans used all of their magic abilities to create the BARRIER. Any sort of magical talent a human could gain or is born with, goes directly into the barrier," She read from the book, "But that is only a rumor. For all we know, humans have mastered magic in all of this time apart," She shut the book and put it back. Frisk cocked their head to the side.
"What is the barrier?" They asked innocently.
"Some time ago the humans and monsters..." She stopped, and shook her head slowly, "It is nothing to concern yourself about, my child," She walked back to the kitchen. Frisk followed, again.
"But what is it? You said I should know everything about the Underground. Is the barrier in the Underground? What is it used for? The humans made it? Is there humans down here? Is it made of magic?" Toriel furrowed her brow and panicked. She twiddled her thumbs nervously.
"Ah... The barrier... It's..." She looked around for a distraction. As her emotions became unstable, so did her flames. She put her paw un to calm it down.
"Perhaps," She turned to them, "I could try to teach you magic." Frisk nodded quickly.
"Yeah! YES! I wanna learn!" Toriel sighed in relief.
"Good. Go on outside and stretch. I will put the rest of the food up," They started to leave, skipping, "Oh, you should leave Flowey here. You wouldn't want him getting hurt, would you?" Frisk agreed and put them on the dining table. They ran outside.
As Toriel heard the front door shut, she relaxed her body and rested on the counter. She shook her head.
"Why did I mention the barrier? I am such a fool," She spoke to herself, "That is how I lose them. That's how I lose all of my children. That damned unbreakable barrier," The flame cooking the food grew larger and hotter, "Not this time. No. They have been here longer than the rest of them... Except Char... I refuse to let them go now. Even if I have to lie to them. They will survive with me," She sighed again. She stood for a moment before continuing to put up the groceries away. When she finished them, she passed Flowey to go to the front yard.
Thanks again for reading! And Please! Favorite and Follow and Review! I'm coming closer (possibly just one more chapter) before I age Frisk up! So if you want any childish antics or angst or WHATEVER! You better tell me before sunday! Why do I continue to use the exclamation point!? I don't know! But Please tell me if you want to see something! Have someone do something! Because my plot right now is on track. And I don't like that (I'm the kind of person who likes filler episodes). Any ways! Thank you so much!
