The pie was amazing. Melting in my mouth and releasing an explosion of flavors, rich, sweet, crumbly, buttery, and creamy. A layer of butter coated the sinful delicacy giving an extra crispy crust of goodness. A divine offering from the Mother Goat herself. Five-star cuisine that would leave even the devil, Goaton Ramsay, humbled by the glorious creation that his mere presence sullied. A masterpiece that the cherubs and angels sang with a chorus of otherworldly hymns accompanied by gilded trumpets. The delicacy prophesied to unite all life under one banner forevermore… Everything I had ever eaten before paled in contrast with the pie in my stomach.

Feeling pumped up and ready to take on the rest of the day, I decided to try to do more with my magic using the bits and bobs from the short lecture that I received. If my soul was the origin of my magic, it should be easier to do magic if it was outside my body... right? Maybe my soul popping out whenever I encountered an 'attacking' monster was a self-defense mechanism? I had no one around to answer my questions besides Toriel who was probably sitting on her couch again in the next room over, and asking Toriel seemed like a recipe for a disaster, heh.

How was I even supposed to make my soul come out of my body? Looking around the room, I found a half-used box of crayons and some paper. Grabbing both, I laid my supplies on the floor and I made a list of some potential solutions

Bea's Amazing Soul Extraction Plans! ❤

Lure it out, make *psp psp* sounds while waving around treats and a laser pointer

Recite a Lantern Oath

Think really hard and pull

Attempt one, pspspsping my heart out. "Psp psp psp psp, if you come out I will go get more pie for you… yummy yummy pie?" I whispered. Unfortunately, I did not have a laser pointer and was regrettably unable to wheedle my soul out.

Attempt two. Standing up, I looked at the lantern in the corner of the room. Striking a glorious pose, with one hand on my hip and the other reaching to the stars, I recited.

"In days of plight, and nights of blight.

When innocents flee in fright,

Let my soul ignite, to make things right.

Under my sight, beware my light!"

With the universe as my witness, I delivered my oath to the regular lamp in the corner of the room

but unfortunately, today was not the day that my dreams of becoming a green lantern would come true. Although it would have been really cool if that had actually worked.

Attempt three, the most boring one. Thinking really hard about wanting my soul to come out, I made a pulling motion towards the center of my chest... low and behold there it was, shining in all its anatomically incorrect green glory. Giving my shirt a green tinge from its viridescent radiance as it floated there, bobbing up and down.

Ignoring the ramifications of messing with my soul, the very essence of my being, something most assuredly vital to my continued existence and the whole 'not dying' thing without adult supervision, after I had been told that human souls were weapons of untold power utilized in a war between two races no less. I took a good look at my soul… and poked it.

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...

My finger passed through— Well at least it didn't pop, that would've been pretty bad, wouldn't it. I probably should have thought that through.

Returning my attention to my soul, I basked in the lime light of my glorious achievement of removing my soul from my own body. I pulled an umbrella out of my soul and raised it to the sky, I was a witch!

From the small tidbits Toriel gave me about my more evil counterparts, I knew that I could protect and heal things. I didn't have anything to practice healing on since my injuries appeared to have disappeared at some point since I arrived at Toriel's house, but I could try other things.

Waving my hand over my head I summoned a top hat. Reaching up and removing it, I looked it over. It looked exactly as I wanted it to be, stylish, fashionable, and most importantly, very dapper. It was see-through, but that just added to the charm. Giving it a mighty poke there was some give when I bent and poked it, but it always returned to its former shape like plastic, It was most certainly not made to be comfortable.

Toriel also mentioned healing, what was the first thing that came to mind when healing was mentioned? Why bandages of course! Ranging from clothed bandages that came in little toilet paper rolls to adhesive bandages with smiley faces on them, bandages were the panacea for all the pain in the world!

With a spectacular shake of my hands, rolls of imitation cloth burst from my palms, covering the ground to make a lumpy field of radioactive green fabric across the faded carpet.

With nothing but sheer willpower… and kindness apparently, I had done it, I had created a futon. Basking in the glory of my achievement I flopped onto the miniature hill. Other than the discomfort from the lacking back and neck support I didn't feel any different, but that was expected as I was already in tip-top condition, so there was no way to test how effective the smooth rejuvenation futon was.

Rolling off the one-star futon, I swished my hand and chirped with the ferocity of a thousand hummingbirds "Begone!" sending the bundle of greenery off to nonexistence.

Feeling tired, I decided that I should go to sleep. With all the tactical retreating I did today and taking my first lesson on the mystical arts I felt like resting. Giving a hearty mental tug to my soul I yanked the green glob back into my chest. Turning off the lamp on the stool at the corner of the room, I clambered into the bed, and the exhaustion of the day immediately caught up to me.

Sure all my physical injuries were gone, but a lot had happened today— I was most certainly not prepared to be dodging charging frogs, fleeing from magical pellets, twisting and diving around things I didn't even know existed until waking up on some random patch of flowers, in a random hole in some random mountain, in some small little village, where the town's crowning achievement was that the local high school chess team got into the semifinals… two years ago.

And then there was me, little Bea, more hugs than brains or brawns, but with the addition of the newest 'Magic and Monsters' DLC, woohoo. Still the same, but running for her life with a magical top hat, umbrella, and similarly magical bandages… Nothing had changed, yet everything was different.