Howdy, you might not know who I am, but you know, I rather you don't get to know me. Who am I talking to anyway? Oh right, myself. You tend to do that when everyone else starts to become predictable and the only one you can truly talk to is yourself. Everything gets so tedious, down here in the Underground. Even without a soul, I can still find some enjoyments, like toying with the lives of those trapped around me. Befriend them or torment them, all the same to me. Except until recently, this little game started to bore me after awhile. Messing around with the smiley trash bag does have its thrills but even that loses its charm. Oh how much I would kill for something new to entertain me.
Alone in the dark, a single flower stood underneath a beam of light. At this very moment, the small flower felt a stir in the Underground. A small wind caressed his petals as he felt something deep inside of him leave. The strange power that he had weld over everyone who reside beneath the earth, disappeared. This feeling was new to him. He wasn't sure how to react at first. Fear? Perhaps some sort of relief. Before he could think more on his new current situation, he heard footsteps. They did not sound like those of the keeper of the Ruins, who made rounds around the Ruins, but lighter. As the steps got closer, the flower could see a young human in the dark end of the room. At the sight of this human, a sinister plan begun to flourish into his mind. A plan to get back what he had once lost long ago...a soul.
"Howdy, I'm Flowey. Flowey the flower." This human looks so pitifully lost, they didn't even bat and eye at how ridiculously fake the name he gave them was. How easy it would be to gain their trust, to destroy them and take their soul. Using his magic, he pulled out the humans soul. The human's soul was bright red, pulsing with determinaton. This was it, what he was yearning for all this time. After he was done explaining how things in the Underground worked, he summoned his 'friendliness pellets'. He then told them that if they wanted LOVE, all they had to do was let the pellets touch them. He ravished at the sight of them as they seemed to brighten at the idea of receiving LOVE. Not knowing that he was planning to kill them. He released his bullets and the human ran into them. They actually trusted him, how idiotic. His bullets manage to bring down their HP to one. All he had to do was deliver one more hit. But something was ...off as he eyed the young human in front of him. Even with a low health, the human stayed standing, as if the pain ment nothing. Angered by this, Flowey removed his 'friendly' persona. "You idiot! In this world it's kill or be killed!" Why would ANYONE pass up an opportunity like this?" Summoning more of his bullets he surrounded the young human. Laughing as his dream of power was so close to being realized.
The Ruins was quiet as always as she took her daily rounds. She made herself caretaker of the Ruins, to protect any human who might fall down to the underground. Monsters desperately wished to leave, she too wished to see the sun once more,but at what cost. She coudn't condone such violence from her monsters. But even so she still greeted warmly to the monsters resident she passed by . Years after years, she would do the same. At the end of her rounds, she would go to the far end of the Ruins, to visit the small pile of golden flowers that grew under a patch of sunlight. But as she neared, she heard laughter and felt magic around the air. The laughter chilled her down to her soul. Picking up pace, she rushed towards the end of the Ruins. Coming to a halt, she saw a battle was being conducted.
That small monster was about to kill the young human child! I have to stop him before he can shatter the poor child's soul!
She summoned one of her fire bolt and aimed at the flower, sending it flying away from the human child. "What a terrible creature, torturing such a poor, innocent youth!" She gazed upon the young child. They were worn and their face was distant. They looked so lost and confused. Her heart churned to see them like this. "Ah, do not be afraid, my child. I am Toriel, caretaker of the Ruins. I pass through this place every day to see if anyone has fallen down. Come! I'll guide you through the he catacombs. This way." In the next room layed a training dummy she had hired to demonstrate to the humans who have fallen down, on how to enteract with the monsters. A few humans, both young and old, have fallen, but not many survived the fall. Those who have, appreared to be childrens with strong souls. The dummy itself wasn't the most talkative of monsters, but they did help her with her 'tutorial'. She laughed at the small pun she told herself. When she told the young child next to her to try to strike up a friendly conversation with the dummy, the young child only stood and watched the dummy at first. Then she saw that they started moving their hands in front of them.
Oh, the human child could not speak. No wonder they were so quite. All the previous children would ask random question to show their curiosity or fear of the situation that they were in. We'll it is 'handy' that most of the monsters were well versed in sign language, along with a couple of other languages they manage to pick up before they were in traped.
She was happy to see the young child had decided to talk to the dummy. Others would have been corse or sarcastic towards it. Moving along the catacombs, the young child followed Toriel as she explained the in's and outs of the Ruins. The child was very attentive, almost as if they were used to following was sadden by this for she believed that no child should be this well behaved. Nor should they be this stoic. Near the end of her tour, she wanted to see if they could make it to the end of a room, without her. She quickly made her way towards the end of the room, hiding herself behind a stone pillar. She waited and watched as the young child walked their way towards her. "Greetings my child, Do not worry. I did not leave you. I was merely behind this pillar the whole time." At the sight of Toriel, the young child gave a small smile. A smile, a small one at that, was enough to warm Toriel's heart. " Thank you for trusting me." An idea came to her head as she looked at the child. She told them to wait for her for a while for she had to take care of a couple of errands and to not leave the room they were in. The catacombs was still too dangerous. The thought of leaving them made her soul quivere, so she decided to give them a cellphone. A cellphone that she had cared for, for it used to belong to somone very special to her.
As she left them she made her way towards the small town at the other side of her home. It has been a long time since she had a guest, so she wanted to make them a special surprise. Something to once again see a smile on the young child's face. The thought of having somone to care for again, made her happy. Looking at her own cellphone, she saw that she was taking long. Not wanting the human to feel as if they were forgotten, she decided to give them a call."Hello! This is Toriel. My errands are taking longer than I thought they would. You must wait 5 more minutes. Thank you for being patient." All she needed to buy was one bag of flours. But as soon as she bought it, a small dog jumped out of nowhere and snatched it away from her. Toriel sighed as she saw that it might take her awhile to retrieve it, she decided to call the child of her recent mishap. " Hello, this is Toriel. I found what I was looking for. But before I could take it a small, white puppy snatched it away. How odd. Do dogs even like flour?" She realized that she had accidentally let her surprise slip out. Trying to cover it up she said, " Err, that is an unrelated question, of course. It will take a little longer. Please understand." After ending the call, she started chasing after the small dog. As she ran, she suddenly dropped her phone. Upon hearing the phone fall, the small white dog abandon the flour in exchange went after the phone. Toriel not noticing that she had dropped it, went to pick up the flour, but as she turned around, she saw the dog carrying away her phone. Running as fast as she could, she started to hear her phone making dialing sounds in the dogs mouth.
"Stop, please! Come back here with my cellphone!" After awhile she lost sight of the dog and found herself in the back alley of the market. Walking carefully as to not miss it, she soon heard the soft sound of the dog sleeping. " Helloooo? Little puppy...? Where are you...?" She whispered as to not frighten it. "I will give you a nice pat on the head! If you return my cellphone." Still no signs of the dog. Going further down the alley, she heard a small sneeze. Calling out once more,"Here, pup-pup-puppy!" Almost desperate, for its been too long now. "Oh dear, I should not keep my guest waiting any longer...Oh no, how long has it been since I have talked to them...? Perhaps they have been calling the phone, and... here, puppy!" She was starting to get worried. The minutes started to drag and still no signs of the dog. "Doggie... Here, doggie... Oh dear, I wonder how they are." Finnaly she had found the dog. Who was sleeping ontop of her phone behind a trashcan. "Silly pup" sighing and tired, toriel retrieved her phone and called the young child. "My apologies. A strange dog kidnpped my phone. So if you called, I could not have helped you. However , I have recoverd it! And you are still in that room, are you not?" She then heard small tapping on the phone. Listening carefully, she notice it was morse code. She smiled to herself as she the young child worded out that they were still in the room. "What a good child you are." Before she hanged up, she warned them of the dangerous that lied before them and to remaind the good child that they were.
Satisfied with having both the flour and her cellphone, she made her way back to her home. It was a small quaint little place. After living alone, you start getting used to it. The young childs face pop into her head, erasing the lonley feelings away. She went to her kitchen and started gathering all the ingredients she needed. For she was planning to make them her favorite pie... well second favorite type of pie. She knew many would not favor snails pie as the first thing they eat at being welcomed to a new place. As she was cracking the eggs, she heard her phone ring. "Hello this is Toriel." Tapping could be heard on the other side of the phone.
'I wanted to say hello.'
"You just wanted to say hello? Well then," she then started to tap on her phone as well, 'Hello!' Putting the phone back to her ear's, "I hope that hee." She giggled to herself. Mixing the ingredients, she recieved another call. "This is Toriel."
'Hello again'
"You wanted to say hello again?" Tapping taping, 'Salutations!' ""Is this enough?" After not getting a respond she once again hanged up. But before she could even put the phone down, she recieved another call.
"This is Toriel."
'Hello!'
"Are you bored?" Stifling her laughter. "I should have given a book to you. My apologies. Why not use your imagination to divert yourself? Pretend you are ...a monarch! Rule over the leaf pile with a fist of iron. Can you do that for me?" She heard a small chuckle and more tapping.
'Yes'. Toriel's smile widen, felling happier she hung up and continued mixing her batter. After a good mixing she then poured it into the pie pan. *ring ring* Dusting her hands on the side of her dress, she picked up her phone.
"Hello, this is Toriel."
'Hello.'
"Sorry, I do not have much to say. It was nice to hear your voice though." Even if it was mearly tappings.
'Tell me about yourself then.'
" You want to know more about me? Well, I am afraid there is not much to say. I am just a silly little lady who worries too much!"
'To me you seem very nice. Quite beautiful and soft looking actually.'
'... huh?" Oh my, was the child flirting with me? " Oh, heh...heh... Ha ha ha! How adorable... I could pinch your cheek! You can certainly find better than an old women like me."
'...is it...okay if i...just for a moment, call you mom?'
"Huh? Did you just call me ...'Mom'?" Toriel's soul warmed at the thought of this child calling her mother. "Well...I suppose... Would that make you happy? To call me...'Mother'?"
'If its...okay..' Toriel could feel her eyes tearing up,
"Well then, call me whatever you like!" Holding the phone with her shoulder, she picked up the pie and placed it into the oven.
'I knew you were nice. Beautiful too.'
"Oh dear, are you serious...?" She could feel her cheeks heat up." And after you said you want to call me 'mother'... You are an... 'interesting'child." Hanging up she warmed up her hand and started emanating a small fire to appear under the pie. As her pie started to cook, she had forgotten to ask if they had any allergies. Calling them, she found that thankfully they had none. Calling once more to ask if they had any preferences, only realising that it was a silly thing to ask, since she had already prepared the pie and it was already too late to fix it. Once her magic had settled under the pie, she left the kitchen and started to clean. While she cleaned she called the child to make sure that they were still ok. In her own little happy bubble, she didn't notice the time. Worried, she hurried and rushed out of the house. "Oh dear, that took longer than I thought it would." She picked up her phone to tell the child that she would be coming to get to see that young child was already there. "How did you get here, my child? Are you hurt?" The child was covered in brusies, "There, there, I will heal you." She slowly hoverd her paw over the child, as to show that they were not going to hurt them. " I should not have left you alone for so long. It was irresponsible to try to surprise you like this. Come, small one!" As they entered the house, she announced that she had baked them a butterscotch cinnamon pie, to celebrate their arrival. The human child smiled brightly at this news.
'Thank you! No one's ever done anything like this for me before." Toriel placed her hand on top her chest as to still her beating heart.
" I want you to have a nice time living here." She truly did. She showed them to the room that they will be staying and patted their head. She was going to show them the rest of the house till she smelt something burning. Seeing how the child could make their way to her home, they would be find exploring on their own.
After the pie was saved, and cooled off, she cut a slice and went in search of the child. Only to find that they had fallen asleep. They must of been so tired of their journey, she placed the pie slice on the floor by the bed as not to disturb them. Content, she quietly closed the door and headed down to her basement. Around this time of the day, she would sit by the Ruins door and talk to the only other monster that helped her deal with her loneliness. She enjoyed talking to this mysterious monster, must she say that she had a small growing crush on him. He once even tied coxing her to leave, but she refused. As she sat down, she heard a soft knock. She smiled at herself, but was in no mood of joking around.
" something wrong?"
"Theres something I want you to promise me."
" sorry lady, but I don't do promises."
"Please..."
"...sigh...fine..for you...i'll...try to keep it"
"If a human ever leaves this Ruin, please watch over them."
" sure, i'll keep an eyesocket over them." She was glad, saying her farewell she went up and went back to reading. Sitting by the fire, she found herself re-reading the same lines. She couldn't help herself, she was so happy to have the young child safe and sound at her home. Looking up she found the young human standing in front of her. She asked if they needed anything but only saw how conflicted their face looked.
'When can I leave the Ruins?' Seeing them sign those words, made her soul drop. Were they not happy? Why did they want to leave so soon? She tried to distract them with some snail facts, but they kept on asking the same question. Troubled by this she excused herself. Running down to her basement, she found that the human had followed her. As she neared the Ruins door, she kept warning the child to go back, to go upstairs. But they didn't listen. They never listen. Why won't they stay, why do they want to leave. She's only trying to protect them. Don't they know they will only die if they leave. Standing in front of the door, she knew what she had to do. She couldn't let another child die. Her soul just couldn't bear it.
"Prove yourself. Prove to me that you are strong enough to survive." She pulled the child soul and waited for their first move.
'I do not wish to fight!' Toriel ignored their signs and charged her magic at them. She watched as they skillfully dodge them. Again and again, the child refused to fight, signing that they didn't belive that fighting was the answer, that they didn't want to hurt anyone else again. Toriel's soul clench tightly as the human decided to stand and take the bare grunt of her attacks. Seeing the human hurt, she couldn't control her magic. She could not hurt them, someone as merciful and determined as the child in front of her. They would not be happy living down here, in such a small place. She gave in. Collapsing to her knees, she held on to the child. She felt the child stiffen in her grasp.
"Goodbye my child." She walked away from them, looking at them for one more time, before returning back to her empty home. In the brief time that she had known them, she had come to care for them. Unable to stay in her empty house, she made her way to the bed of yellow flowers. Sitting ontop, she let her mind wonder back to the time she had somone to welcome her back home.
Interesting, and quite foolish. Why was this human child so adverse to killing. From what he had heard in the past, all 6 children who had fallen down had learned that the only way to survive down here was to fight your way through. Toriel herself even fought them, but they still refused to fight.
Flowey stood in the middle of the darkned room on the other side of the Ruins door. He watched as the human aproched him.
"Clever. Verrrryyyy clever. You think you're really smart, don't you? In this world, it's kill or be killed. So you were able to play by your own rules." His face shifted into a sinister grin, he knew that the child had died a couple of times already. He could feel the on slot of headaches, that the smiley trash bag always complained about. "You'll tire of trying." Smiling at the thought, "Will you kill out of frustration? Or will you give up entirely on this world and let ME inherit the power to control it?" Seeing the child's determination on staying alive only made him want to see them suffer and squirm as they continued their journey. "I am the prince of this world's future. Don't worry, my little monarch, my plan is not regicide." He watch as the child noticed that Flowey had listen in on their conversation with Toriel. "This is SO much more intresting." Laughing with all his might he felt complete bliss at finally making the human child react. Disappearing away from the child, he made sure that he would follow them as they went on. Waiting for his chance.