Hey look, I did a thing. Another chapter to observe and sorta relax to, since it's sort You're both happy, that's what matters. of a breather chapter with more Surface-like events to be had! Asgore, Toriel, what do you think we should do with this sort of sudden, yet welcome transition?
Toriel: Give it a hug. :3
Asgore: Have tea with it~ :D
...Are you both serious...? W-What even is...why even...I just...gah...never mind.
Chapter Start!
A few days have passed ever since the events revolving around Seloms Archipelago. A lot of things happened during that expedition, and not all of them were particularly good things. My brothers were seriously injured, and so was Alphys. Luckily they''re alright, and we were even able to rescue Napstablook, Shyren, and Mettaton, bringing them back home in one piece. And we also freed the people under oppression as well. So that's pretty good, I guess.
...But golly, we did discover a heck of a lot of things during our time there. And once again, not all of them are pleasant...
It turns out, there are humans that DO know about magic, and there are even humans out there than can give magic to those that don't have any affinity for it, albeit in a weaker form. That's something not a single one of us can afford to ignore. Mom said she would go in deeper detail about it with the others.
Frisk says his scar sometimes itches, but he can eventually deal with it. At least he says so. Chara...he refuses to get a prosthetic, knowing full well that Alphys is more than capable of making one for him. Not even Mom and Dad can make him budge on the decision. I really worry about him...
The dragons are hiding in the Underground. Redemption is on their minds. Well...at least on Darkness and Tempest's minds. Lunar is always battle-hungry, but her sense of honor has portrayed her as a better person than either Tempest or Darkness. The former seems to be greatly ashamed by this, and the latter is already working towards trying to become a better person.
All in all...things could have been significantly worse, and I'm glad that it worked out as well as it did. Still, I'm worried. I don't know how I know, but I just have a feeling that what happened there is just a small sample of what's to come. And if that's the case...golly, we are in for some serious trouble. I wanted magic to be more well-known...but didn't really take into account that there are people out there who might abuse it for their own malicious ends. That...was very naive of me to think that couldn't happen
...Let's not worry about that right now, okay?
A few days later after the expedition, Mom has felt the strong need to make up all the days she missed as principal of her own school. Sans and Asgore have been able to cover for her, and actually did a decent job.
And yet still, this was what she had to say...
"Please accept my humble apologies!"
It was about the end of the school day, and the school staff were in for quite a surprise when they witnessed their principal and superior getting on her knees and bowing so low that her horns lightly touched the floor. Toriel insisted on apologizing multiple times to everyone about her extended absence. And that's exactly what she did, constantly apologizing to the staff...including Linda, Helen, Gloria, and Diana. Of course everyone was surprised by the performance, and some of them were trying to reassure her that it was fine. It was an excused absence after all, Alvina confirmed that. Helen accepted her apology easier than anyone else. Linda, Gloria, and Diana...they didn't know how they felt about seeing a Queen bow before everyone in apology for missing a few days. It definitely wasn't something they expected.
Asgore, Gerson, and Sans watched the scene with various amount of awkwardness, each of them sweatdropping slightly.
"Tori...please calm yourself. I promise that it's alright." Asgore said with a sigh, his eyes currently lines like Frisk's. This isn't like what happened when she left the Kingdom for so long. This was only for a few days...
"sheesh. a few days on a 'business' trip and she's still feelin' incredibly bad about it." Sans shook his head while shrugging.
Gerson rubbed his chin slightly with an amused smile. "Our fair lady indeed tends to blame herself a lot more when it comes to those who need her. Even for small things such as this." He closed his eyes. "Then again, this isn't so small to her,. It's actually very important, so I guess I can somewhat understand it. Wah ha ha!~"
"There's no need for her to be bowing like that. It really isn't that bad." Alvina says with an awkward smile. Seeing Toriel like that caused Alvina her fair share of blushing due to not expecting it. "We were able to keep things in working order while she was gone, so there really wasn't something to seriously worry about..."
Toriel soon rose up from the ground, brushing off her dress and gazing towards everyone. "My absence may have been excused, but I still intend on fully making up for the days I missed. Perhaps I can simply stay over for the weekend...yes, that's what I'll do!" Toriel clasped her paws with a small smile on her face. "Yes, I believe I can spare some time and help around during the weekend. We do have weekend activities, yes?"
Asgore sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. "Well, I've been taking care of the school garden as always, while Sans and Gerson handled the PTA meetings. I suppose the only thing left that you could do is...um...uh..." He smiled awkwardly as he lowered his paws. "We've...actually been able to handle everything relatively well, honey. There isn't much you can improve upon right now..."
Toriel looked disheartened, and lowered her head. it would be a bit awkward for her to curse her husband and best friends efficiency just because she wished for some way to make it up to everyone. Still, she wished there was at last something she could do. "Oh...I see. Well then...I once again apologize. You all can return home if you wish." She said softly while rubbing the side of her head. Everyone nodded and said their goodbyes while she returned to Asgore's side. "I'm not really saying that I don't appreciate your help while I was gone. Because I truly do."
"tori, ya gotta remember that there's a reason why you've got a team on yer side. we handle the stuff that you're currently not able to handle, be it through absence or something else." Sans said while scratching the back of his skull. "we know that you're a rather hard worker, so we've chosen to go out of our way to reduce that workload for ya."
"But Sans...you hate working." Toriel said mischievously.
"you already know that i can make a few exceptions for someone else's sake. tis' why you let me join the pta after all." Sans shrugged. "whenever you're not here, we hold down the fort. it can be a pain, but somebody's gotta do it for you."
Toriel smiled as she slowly bends over and kisses Sans atop his skull. The gesture was enough for him to blush cyan and sheepishly hide within his hood. Asgore and Gerson began laughing at his reaction. At least, before Toriel went and kissed Asgore on the lips. He immediately stopped laughing. Soon Asgore and Sans were left hiding their faces as a result of Toriel's teasing. Then Toriel bends again and kissed Gerson's head as well. He did blush, though he chuckled softly at the contact, unlike the near-childlike reaction from the other two.
"I swear you've got these three men firmly under your thumb." Alvina snickered. "Look at how easily they bend to your will...makes you feel powerful, doesn't it?~" She was clearly joking around, though the enhanced blush now growing on Asgore's face only made her laugh harder.
"you seriously gotta go there? cut us a break, boss-woman." Sans said weakly.
Toriel giggles softly at the antics growing around them began growing more ridiculous. She then stops as she felt something tapping on her shoulder. She turned around and saw that Helen was the one who tapped her shoulder. "Oh...hello Helen. Is there anything that you want from me...? I'm more than happy to assist."
"Oh. Um..." Helen blushed slightly, gently twiddling her fingers. "W-Well...you said that there might be something you could do...and yet nearly everything has been done for you in your absence...so...I was wondering if you could spare some time so that we can get to know each other better...?"
"HELEN!" Linda shouted from the sideline. Helen flinched a bit from her tone, but she mentally pushes it to the side and continued talking.
"Yes. We've been working together for a while now. And while I did indeed learn quite a bit about monsters...I still don't think I know you or Asgore enough, Mrs. Dreemurr. If there's anything that I would want help with, is getting to understand my superiors a bit better. Is that acceptable to you?"
Toriel seemed a bit surprised by Helen's request, and so was Asgore. Gerson and Sans simply watched the two with their interest piqued. After taking a few moments to think it over, Toriel allows a soft smile to grace her lips, and she nodded. "Of course, Helen. If that is really what you wish, then I can help you get to know us better. I think we can spare some time tomorrow for us to spend time with one another."
"That's fine. I'll be available after the school day is done." Helen nodded softly as Toriel and the others waved farewell to her. As soon as they left, however, Linda walked up to her and looked clearly irritated by her actions.
"Helen...what were you thinking?!" She shouted. "You seriously went up to them and asked to spend time getting to know them better?!"
"Well...yes. That's what I want."
"Why would you want that?!"
"Because Toriel and Asgore are nice people, and I want to get to know them better." Helen took a deep breath, and she glared back at Linda and the others. "I think you all should get to know them too! I don't know what it is that's making you hate them so much, but I don't want any part of it!" Linda's eyes widened, and Diana and Gloria gasped in shock. Helen calmed down a little, and blushed. "...I don't want to stop being friends with you...but I also don't want you to keep me from making more friends, whether they're monsters or not." She shook her head. "I know the past tragedy we suffered together hurts, and I won't pretend that the pain has gone away...but I don't want that to chain me down forever. And you should feel the same way." With this, Helen turned and walked away from them, leaving them shocked.
"...What appened...? Did Helen just...outright defy Linda?" Diana stated, rubbing her eyes.
"She's never dine that before...what happened...?" Gloria added, rubbing a hand through her hair.
Linda stared at her friend's back, and lowered her head slightly. She didn't know what happened, and didn't understand why.
...But something about Helen definitely changed.
(The Next Day)
As promised the other day, Helen has left the school, alongside Toriel and Asgore. Helen visibly cringed from the glares she received from Linda. But she strengthened herself and ignored the glare. Sans and Gerson went about their own way after saying farewell to them for now. She allowed herself to relax after walking away from a few moments, and sighed deeply.
"Well then, where will we be going?" Asgore asked, yawning softly as he placed his arms behind his neck. "Do you think we should go back to our house to chat? Or perhaps to your own house?"
Helen blinked softly, and she shook her head. "N-No...my house is quite a mess right now, and I don't want to impose on you by asking for entry into your home. Instead I...instead...I...um...would like to treat the both of you to a light lunch...I know how much your family likes to eat." She smiled sheepishly, rubbing her arm slightly. "I mean...if you'd like...I'm not exactly forcing it or anything..."
"There's no worry about that, Helen. It's quite alright." Asgore said with a rather soft smile. "It's quite easy for us to go to MTT resort. They do have a restaurant section that we can use to our leisure. Will that suffice, Helen?"
"O-Oh...yeah...I guess that will work." Helen nodded in soft agreement, and proceeded to follow the two of them to MTT has recently returned there after the expedition ended, and he was currently getting the place a few makeovers on the inside. It definitely felt a lot more spacious than before, and a few more things have been put inside. More merchandise, more foods, and a few more stores have been constructed within. it was rather strange that his mini-bots had such a large and hard-working work ethic. Maybe they were programmed that way, or they truly were very hard workers for their boss. Either way, they got a lot of work done.
In the meantime, they were sitting together at one single table, and they've each already decided on what they were going to have. And indeed, Helen was quite right about the Dreemurr's fascination for food. She could seriously see Toriel's ruby red eyes sparkling and flashing with glee, while Asgore's looking rather similar. Helen smiled a bit and even giggled slightly at their expressions. It's moments like this that might make her forget that these two are monarchs of an entire species. They were actually quite...silly. She's spent plenty time with them, but hasn't actually gotten a chance to really experience their antics. Perhaps she has and she simply forgotten. But now she can do so without the glares of Helen and her other friends looming over her shoulders.
After a while, they were greeted by multiple MTT mini-bots handing them each a plate of some sorts. On Toriel's plate, up to at least twenty croissants, made with cinnamon. Cinnamon croissants. Asgore had a plate of the same croissants for himself, seeing how Toriel wouldn't really want to share hers at the moment. He respectively went with his own croissants while also being handed a bit of warm tea. He was the first to sip from his tea, while Toriel took the first cinnamon croissant closest to her paw. Toriel eats the first one in one bite. Helen was briefly surprises as Toriel's cheeks were swelled with the croissant in her mouth. Said Boss Monster then tapped said cheeks and smiled widely with closed eyes, swaying her head from side to side, the movement followed by her flopping ears.
"Oh my goodness...why haven't I learned how to make this as well...? Asgooorrreee...this is sooooo delicious..." Toriel cooed, her eyes returning to sparkles of admiration. "It's soooo puffy...chewy...and soft...and the cinnamon all over...with a pinch of magic...I had no idea how much I have been underestimating the culinary creativity of bread, yeast, and dough...I have so much more to learn...soooo muuuch..." Toriel soon returned her attention to the croissants, and didn't waste time eating even more of them. Helen watched with mixed fascination as Toriel and Asgore began digging into the cinnamon croissants, wondering why they've never thought about taking up the cinnamon treat before. They then remembered that Muffet has sold croissants in her bakery. They had to thank her for reminding them of the positive experience.
Asgore cooed as well, and Helen sees his cheeks swelled with cinnamon croissants as well. "I agree wholeheartedly...we really should expand our horizons when it comes to these culinary creations. Muffet and Grillby are especially good with this, and I already know you're within these skills as well! Hmmm!~"
"Mmmmm!~"
Helen found herself laughing softly at their reactions to the croissants, and she was also surprised by how quickly they were eating through said croissants, as well as how easily. After giving them enough time to enjoy their treats, she cleared her throat to get their attention. "So, um...you both really like cinnamon, huh...? You're acting rather positively to them...VERY positively, might I add..."
"Everyone in our family loves cinnamon on some level or another, it's always in my Butterscotch Cinnamon Pie, after all." Toriel says after swallowing the croissant currently in her mouth. "We each have a strong fondness for cinnamon, and tend to gravitate towards it whenever and however we can. It never stops being delicious for us." Toriel says as she picks up yet another cinnamon croissant and stuffs it into her mouth. She once again cooed and swayed her head side to side, pawing her cheeks. Helen watched her again, her own head tilted in fascination.
She can be...quite carefree when she wants to be...
Asgore noticed that Helen was still gazing at them, and thought to continue their conversation. "Helen...is there anything else that you would like to know about us?"
Helen blinked and blushed brightly, trying to regain her lost composure. "Oh! Um...right...there's a few other things I would want to know about you...the monsters I asked about you says that you're both Boss Monsters...is there any difference between that kind of Monster and other Monsters?"
"Oh. Straight to that?" Asgore said with a bit of surprise. He turned to Toriel for a little bit and sees her nod in approval. She nodded back, and they both turned towards Helen. "You see, Helen, there are a few significant differences between regular monsters and Boss Monsters. Our souls, unlike the others, hang upside down. They can also persist after death, if only briefly. Enough time for a human to possibly absorb it...though we haven't really recorded an event such as that. Also, our souls are linked to our offspring. We age along with them. If a Boss Monster's child were to die..."
"...then their parents would stop aging completely, basically becoming ageless..." Toriel said quietly, lowering her head as she lost some of her smile. "...That is a rather cruel way to achieve longevity if you ask me...no parent should outlive their children. They want to see them grow, and become something truly wonderful. Having their lives end before the parents...it is a horrible feeling to experience...I'd never wish that kind of pain upon anyone.
"...Oh..." Helen silently regretted starting with the Boss Monster subject now, seeing how Toriel and Asgore's demeanor turned for the negative. Not towards her of course. But entirely upon...themselves? She didn't mean to dig up such negativity, even if she had no idea about what. Still, she felt her heart clench at this information. She looked towards them closely. "Has...has this kind of thing happened before...?"
"We've...learned the hard way that it is indeed a very real effect..." Asgore mumbled softly as he and Toriel briefly grasped paws, squeezing gently. "...In any rate, we've just sensed you growing somewhat uncomfortable. There's no need to lay blame upon yourself, Helen. You simply had a question we're capable of answering...even i it was somewhat difficult to answer." Asgore smiled softly as the two briefly began cheering themselves up, reminding themselves that they still have plenty of cinnamon croissants leftover. "At the very least, we were able to get one of the more difficult subject about us out of the way. So now we can shift the focus towards other questions, can we?"
Helen calmed herself down and lightly nodded. "R-Right. So...is it true that you've adopted Frisk six years ago? As in, officially adopted him?"
Toriel nodded. "Indeed. When we first made our way onto the Surface, the mayor gave us adoption papers and all. Apparently Frisk has no ties to whoever his former family was. All the mayor truly knows for sure was that his mother has long since passed and his father is nowhere to be seen. Anything else about his past is completely unknown. Either he truly does not remember, or simply chooses not to divulge it to us. Alvina has respected this desire, and so have we. We won't force him to tell us anything about it."
"However, should he ever choose to do so at some point in the future, we shall be here, fully willing to listen and comfort him whenever needed." Asgore agreed. And in a silent moment of agreement between the two, this quiet offer went to Chara as well, since he two never divulged many details about his past. All they know for sure that his faith in humanity has been crushed when Asriel brought him to them. Lucky for him, that mass majority of humans he hated didn't include Frisk or Alvina. He was slowly improving. That was all they could ask from him.
"I see..." Helen nodded softly while lowering her head a bit, nodding to herself. "So from what I've seen and heard from you before...Toriel really likes cinnamon and snails, as well as to read and teach. Asgore really likes gardening and tea, as well as to council others who might need someone to talk to. Both of you are always as friendly as you can be."
"Ah yes, I've always wanted to be a teacher. I've had that dream when I was a young girl." Toriel smirked and drew a mischievous smirk. "Asgore helped me out with that one when we were children. I had to teach him how to read." Asgore almost choked on his tea, coughing hysterically. Toriel calmly patted his back in the meantime, observing the shock on Helen's face.
"Asgore...didn't know how to read...?!"
"Most of my studies went towards learning how to rule over my people...I didn't really have time for basic education..." Asgore sweat dropped nervously.
"There's little to no use for ruling a people when you can't even understand the basics of education." Toriel said firmly. "So as young as I was at the time, I took the time to teach Asgore how to read and write, as well as a bit of basic math. I don't exactly call myself a genius like Alphys, but my IQ has sometimes been regarded as higher than average at my early age. So I made free time to tech Asgore what he needed to know for basic education, which would somewhat further his studies for being a future ruler. Needless to say, I was somewhat...stict, with him. But it would benefit him later, as I assured him multiple times."
"Other kids were too scared to try to bully her into quitting on helping the 'Dumb Royal Dreemurr'. Toriel has no tolerance for bullies, and has effortlessly chased them off at every turn, since I wouldn't do it for myself." Asgore shivered. "She was sometimes called 'Toriel the Terror'. It didn't matter if they didn't like her for helping and protecting me, I was her primary concern during those sessions. So she chased off-or burned-whoever s foolish enough to attempt to interrupt us in a hostile manner."
"Gerson helped out a bit too...but he usually stood back when he realized that I didn't need it." Toriel huffed. "In the end, i managed to at last get him up to speed with education, enough to make his journey to being King somewhat easier. Even before then, I grew to like teaching others, and decided that I would choose that as my official dream. Becoming a Principal was not something I fully planned on...but I also didn't go against that path. At that rate, I expand my influence to other students who need my guidance, be it educational or if they just need someone to speak with. like Asgore here."
"Indeed. I'm always willing to listen to the troubles of others, with a cup of tea to help the atmosphere. And perhaps a few flowers to further brighten things up slightly." Asgore smiled. "Helping Toriel around with the school is just another way for me to help others, in a way. And luckily for us, Gerson and Sans help us with those desire."
Toriel nods softly, lowering her head a bit. "It's just that...I don't want to create a situation in which there was someone I could help...and choosing not to in order to achieve my own ends...results in other people's suffering. As best as I possibly can, I wish to prevent that from happening. i will never ignore the troubles of those that might need me." Helen could feel the guilt weighing upon her words, and wondered if Toriel has been through this before. She was surprised by the shift of moods as fire generated from Toriel's paws. "Oh my! My cinnamon croissants are getting cold! I simply cannot allow that!"
Helen was once again spared of the heavy atmosphere, and allowed herself to chuckle as she watches Toriel and Asgore eat the rest of the cinnamon croissants. Helen ate a few herself, but it was apparent that her appetite can't begin to compare to theirs, even over a seemingly small snack such as this. Once they were finished, it was time for the Dreemurrs to return home to their children. Helen didn't stop them, thinking that she's asked enough questions for today. She stood up from said table as the couple began to leave. She thought about what else she could possibly say. But then she thought back to Linda and the others. She shook her head and lifted herself towards them.
"Mr. and Mrs. Dreemurr...I want to apologize on behalf of my friends negative behavior towards you. I don't know why they couldn't just let their hostility go and just be friends with you. You're both really nice people, and you haven't done anything to prompt their hostility. So...I really want you to give them a chance. I'm sure they'll come around eventually..."
Toriel turned towards Helen with a soft smile. "Please, Helen. Do not apologize. I have already accepted this. Not everyone is going to like me. Linda and the others are just a few of those people. I'm sure that eventually, we will be able to befriend one another.. But right now, I cannot force her or her friends to do so. If they come around, then that is great. If they do not...that is fine. That is their choice to make, and theirs alone. But...we are glad that you've chosen to befriend us, Helen. We deeply appreciate the effort you took, however hesitant you were."
Helen looked towards the both of them, her eyes somewhat saddened. "Toriel...Asgore...this isn't something that will end soon. That, I know already. But...if they do eventually turn around and be friends...will you be willing to forgive them for the trouble they caused beforehand. I know they're proving to be a nageative handful for you, and I'm not going to deny that. But...I don't want to stop being friends with them. We were so close with one another once...but now we're emotionally distant from one another, and it...it really hurts..."
Toriel could hear the distraught tone in Helen's voice. She didn't know what had happened in the past between Linda, Gloria and Diana to cause them to distance themselves from one another on an emotional level, but the toll was clearly weighing down on poor Helen more than any of them. None of them even realize it, instead being focused entirely on what's in front of them...while Helen is usually left behind. Feeling this, Toriel slowly walks up to Helen, and pulls her into a gentle hug. Helen blinks a bit, then blushes heavily at being pressed to her soft bosom. She also smelled very nice, mostly of cinnamon. The motherly vibe she was emitting was potent enough to calm Helen somewhat. Toriel closed her eyes and briefly ran a paw through Helen's hair.
"Dear child... I do not know of the hardships you might have endured. But do know that me and Asgore are always ready to listen to what you have to say, as well as comfort you if needed. After all, there's nothing saying that a principal can't be friends with school faculty." Toriel says softly to her, while Asgore remains close enough for Helen to see him, and he nodded supportively. "I am being genuine, child. if anything else troubles you, please...do not hesitate to come to us."
The 'child' bit might be from their massive gap in actual age, as well as her motherly nature. Regardless, Helen could tell that Toriel was being very genuine. With this in mind, Helen hesitantly hugs Toriel back, while Asgore assisted in petting her hair. Helen nodded and muttered a quiet 'okay'.
You two are so kind..how could anyone possibly bring themselves to genuinely hate the both of you...?
(?)
A lone girl was heading towards a crowded library, from where she could sense various concentrations of magic, as well as see it through her glasses. She was blond, with her hair being tied back into a ponytail. She wore a long-sleeved yellow and purple striped sweater, and a cream-colored skirt. In her left arm was a notebook...a notebook generating magic just as much as her glasses over her violet eyes. She stopped before the entrance of the library. She sighed as she adjusted her glasses, before she pushed the door open in order to enter. And as she expected, it was still filled up. And not with people who had much respect for libraries...
The ones occupying the library certainly weren't quiet. They were rowdy, and books have been thrown about all over the place. Books were placed in the wrong shelves, or were basically left to be forgotten altogether. There was even food brought in, and it wasn't kept away from the materials. Some were even wasted on the pages of said books. Luckily, there weren't THAT many books messed up and just randomly thrown about, and were actually in the places they needed to be, and should be. But still, it wasn't a sight that suits the inside of a library. Quite the opposite, really. Seeing that this needed to be remedied, the girl rose her hand and cleared her throat.
*Ahem*
All of the occupants turned towards the teen with various hostile glares aimed towards her. She wasn't perturbed at all, though, and simply continued on.
"I have been trying to keep things civil with you all, seeing that we share this library and all. But no matter what I do or how hard I try, none of you have heeded me." She began shaking her head in irritation. She then rose her head as her glasses flashed for a split second. "So unfortunately, I won't be using this library anymore, given how you can't act properly within it. Oh, and you won't be using it anymore, either."
"Little girl, this is library is for everyone within this respective guild to use! You can't tell us not to use it when it's for all of us!" One of them huffed. "And what we do within our library is our own business. If you don't like how we act, then you can very well just leave and not come back."
"Oh, don't worry, I intend to...but not in a way you might think."
"What do you mean...?"
"You see...I've received direct orders from Ratoveros...he says it's time to 'clean up' the trash that hasn't been pulling their weight...and my five comrades have been ordered to do the same with the guilds they've been sent to." She stated seriously.
"Is that so? What did he send you here to do...?"
The girl said nothing at first. Then she simply sighed and opened her book, flipping through a few pages of it. Her eyes rose a bit as she nodded in approval. "Ah, yes. Here it is. Good thing I bookmarked this." After this, she snapped her fingers, and the book began glowing purple. And near-instantly after she did so, the room darkened, and multiple purple chains emitted from the walls, swiftly and roughly snatching up everyone with it, and slammed them hard against the walls, ceiling, ground, and proceeded to keep them there. She smiled at the results. "There we go. Hope you're all nice and comfy...because you're not going anywhere. Ever again."
"What the...what is this?!" The humans gasped as they struggled to free themselves from the trap that had activated upon the girl's command...they could barely move an inch. "What the hell is this?! What did you do?!"
"I always come to this library on my private time...and of course, I have to deal with being robbed of peace and quiet with all of you hooligans. So...I've set magic traps here and there. All over this room. For pragmatism's sake, and to save my energy, I never activated them. I simply took in all the noise and tried to ignore you as best as I could. Though at last, I was given the order to wipe you out since yoiu've become lax with your duties." She explained as she adjusted her glasses. "You can use your magic with those purple chains, can you? No, of course you can't." She says as her book glows again, and she holds her other paw out to the center of the room. A purple symbol, the Delta Rune, was formed there. The book stopped glowing, and she closed it and tucked it under her arm. "It's done. You all have precisely...one minute before this place disappears with you along with it. Cry out all you like, no one is coming to help you. You've been discarded." She turns and begins to walk away.
Their reaction was predictable to her. "W-Wait! You're just going to leave us here to die?! You can't!"
"Uh...actually, I can. You see me walking away from you, right?" The Delta Rune began glowing brighter.
"W-Wait, please! We'll leave! We'll leave and never come back!"
"That won't do. This place has already been tainted by you, I don't want it anymore. Besides, I had orders to dispose of those who didn't pull their weight. I can't compromise over direct commands."
"You can't really mean that! We're fellow humans, aren't we?!"
At this, she turned towards them. "...Human? Well...you're half-right about that. You see...I'm one out of three in a group of six, that was chosen to be...reborn. I was chosen to be reborn as a monster along with two others, since our potential was the highest when it comes to magic. Me? I specialize in magical tricks and traps. You should have known this about me by now. And as for tricks...this human form you see...is just a ruse." A flash of purple covered her body, and they were surprised by what they saw.
There was a foxlike monster in her place, with purple fur, with the tip of her tail being yellow, much like her blonde hair. All of her clothes remained intact. A darkened purple soul glowed in her chest.
"I'm the only one among the three who can shift back and forth like this. Nice trick, right?" She said with a sad smile. "I don't take much pride in being a trickster...I'm just really good at it. My magic fits my new true form. A fox's cunning trapped you all as you wait for your deaths...goodbye." With this, she finished her exit out of the library, and walked a few more paces. And just as she said, after a full minute, the entire building went up in purple flames. The fox ignored the cries for help, the burnt flesh, the collapse of the building. All of it.
She was to use her magic to complete her objectives, unwilling to compromise, and unwilling to accomodate for others feelings, or even acknowledge her own personal misgivings. She was told that this role was the ultimate purpose behind her reincarnation.
The vice to Perseverance's virtue...Pertinacity.
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...Ya know, I started this off with some simple bonding between Helen with Toriel and Asgore...and then I go and start building this up. For the record, no one has fully recovered from the past arc's events and revelations...yeah...things will surely get worse before they fully get better.
The new situation grows in the background...