The motherly goat monster, by the name of Toriel, quietly carried the young child through out the Ruins. While the, not so quiet, flower continue threatening her ears off.

"Dear child, what...who is this flower monster I'm helping you drag along?"

" He's Flowey, Flowey the flower, and he's my best friend," the little girl simply stated.

Hearing Toriel's worry, the corridor became quiet, cold and still. A mysterious chill started to loom all around them as Flowey 's face started to contort into a most sinister of smiles. "Why..." he whispered, "do I scare you. When your not looking, when you turn your back for one moment from the brat, I...will...kill-" But before he could finish his threat, the air in the room shifted. For the air became thick, from fear to one of rage, from a chill to a scorching feeling that filled your lungs. For what the flower saw upon Toriel's face, was pure rage, as if daring him to to finish his sentence. " Hee..heh, kill time? That's what I was trying to say! I'm only going to play safe non dangerous games with the kid, nothing else!" Satisfied with his response Toriel continued their journey through the Ruins. Passing various rooms, puzzles and monsters, Toriel didn't utter a single word. Confused by this, Flowey started to question her actions.

"What are you doing? Aren't you supposed to show her how things work around here, how to take care of herself!? How is she supposed to know how to confront monsters if you don't show her!?"

"Simple, little flower, I will not let her out of my sight."

"WHAT!? You're really just gonna carry her all the way home!"

"But of course I am. She is just a small child. As small as a baby."

"I'm not a baby" spoked softly the small child.

"Of course your not a baby, your a big girl-"

"Please don't patronize her" grumble the frustrated flower. Soon they passed a large bare tree, with the blackest of wood, surrounded with red leaves and in front stood a small house. Flowey started to notice that being alone with the little girl was going to be harder then he thought. Toriel is basically going to keep her tucked away, he thought. "Just admit it, you just want to keep her locked up, dont'cha."

"Of course not!" Toriel was outraged by his assumption, "just...till she's older". They entered her home, passed the foyer, and stopped in front of a door that led to the child's new room. But before Toriel could even show the child her surprise, she found out that she was already asleep. "Oh well" Toriel simply stated, as she gently started to tuck the small child in her new bed. Giving her a small kiss on the forehead, she gently brushed her hair away from her small face and wished he sweet dreams. Guessing that now that she was alone with the small flower, she could question him about a few things. But as soon as he turned around she found out that he too fell asleep. Sighing, she went and retrieved a small pillow for the small flower. Later, she thought, later she'll ask him. As she slowly made her way to the kitchen, she could barely hear the flower's whisper.

"I'm...going...to... ...kill...you...zzzz..."

"That's nice...zzzz...Floweyyyy " mumbled the small child, content on knowing that they were both deeply asleep, she started working on her plan. Toriel grabbed her things and left her small home. Went past her dark tree and went to the small town that was near her home. While she was away, the young girl started to dream. Hazy memories of her time with Core, Error and Ink. Of the different world's they told her about. The new people they have met during their journeys. But soon her dreams began to melt away, her eyes started to flutter. Something sweet and warm filled her noise and from a distance she heard a women humming. Groggy from her short sleep she tiredly grabbed whatever she could and followed the unfamiliar voice. Where was she, she thought, this was not her room and that didn't sound like her mother. Confused and disoriented she made her way to the kitchen.

Toriel was whisking away, hoping that the little girl would enjoy the pie she was preparing for her. It has been so long since she had any visitors. A long time since there was someone to try her cooking. The last time she had anyone to entertain, was the last human who had fallen down to the underground, but that was a very long time ago. She could still remember the young boy. He was scared, but strong willed. He questioned everything and everyone he encountered. He had a strong sense of justice and never harmed anyone without judging them first. He didn't stay long, none of them did. They all left, they all left her and she has not heard of them since. Sadden by this, she almost didn't notice of the young girl standing behind her till she gave a small yawn.

When she looked upon the young child, she almost chuckled at her. For the little girl was still half asleep, holding a very angry Flowey in her arms. "Oh my, did I wake you my child" as to answer her question, the little girl's stomach and the flower started to growl."Oh my child, why don't you put down your little flower friend and sit, the pie should be done soon."

"Flower...?" Mumbled the small child as she looked down into her arms. " Oops, sorry Flowey."

"Sorry my butt!"

"You don't have a butt" giggled the child. After setting her friend back safely down she climbed onto a chair, made her self comfortable, awaiting patently for the dessert that would soon arrive. But not even 5 seconds had passed and she face planted onto the table and continued to slumber! Toriel upon hearing the loud noise she rushed from the kitchen, carrying her pie, to see what had happened. Flowey, worried that he would be blamed for the compromising event, started defending himself. Toriel layed the pie near the child and calmly checked her to see if she was alright. But as soon as the pie's smell hit her nose, her head shoot up almost hitting Toriel's chin. Seeing the pie and all its glory, the child squealed with joy and started to dig in.

"Child I'm glad your alright, you had me worried there for a second." Toriel went to her seat and served the small flower and herself and started to eat. She felt warmth in her heart as she saw how much the child was enjoying the pie. The she could once again share a nice meal with someone. "Flowey, 'water' you like to drink?"

"What!?" Asked Flowey, surely she did not just...

"I was just asking if you would 'river' have some water with your pie?" Outraged by her sudden pun, a bad one at that, he shouted "NO...mabey". As the heartwarming scene played before the little girl's eyes, something bothered her. Not knowing what, she started looking around and spotted something, something she didn't notice before. For the door that led back into the Ruins, was locked. A lock that kept anyone from coming in and from going out with out its key. The little girl stopped eating and continued to stare. She always been stuck to live indoors due to her illness. But there was never no need to have such a lock before. The fear of confinement started to dawn onto her, but before the situation could escalate, Toriel called for her attention.

"My child are you OK, were you listening?" Shaking her fears away she looked up at the kind monster. " I was asking if by any chance you could tell me your name?"

"My name...is Bonbon."