Toriel rushed through the ruins with the small child in her arms, unconscious. She had been passing through the ruins when she came across the small child being tortured by that evil little Flower before she scared it off and approached the little girl who appeared to be in a bad way and she had passed out just before she lifted her from the ground and was now bringing the injured child back to her home.
"Don't worry little one, you're going to be alright" she reassured the small child as she reached her home that was situated at the end of the ruins and once she entered, she took the girl into one of the bedrooms and layed her down on the bed, getting a proper look at her and was shocked at how young this child was, she couldn't have been no older than six, maybe seven years old and she was dressed in a light blue jumper with two pink stripes running across the middle, blue knee length shorts with black leggings and brown ankle boots, short brown hair and her face was streaked with dirt and there was a bruise at the side of her head and Toriel guessed she must have got it from hitting her head when she fell down here.
"What's a little thing like yourself doing all the way out here?" she wondered, confused as to why a child as young as this one would be all the way out here but noticing the rug sack she was wearing when she found her, Toriel could only guess that this little girl was a runaway, but what exactly was she running away from "well, don't you worry my child, you're safe now."
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A few hours passed by when Frisk felt herself slowly regaining consciousness but she could not remember what had happened before she blacked out, the last thing she recalled was falling down a huge hole and a Flower but couldn't remember what happened after that but she could feel herself laying on something soft but her head was hurting so bad that it made her whimper and she felt tears falling down her cheeks. As the girl broke out into a full blown sob, she felt someone running their hand through her hair in a rather comforting manner and she heard a woman's voice.
"Shh, it's okay little one, you're okay." With her vision still blurry, Frisk could make out a figure leaning over her and she knew that wherever she was, there was someone also there with her and sensing that this person wouldn't do them any harm, Frisk drifted back to sleep. It wasn't until the next day when the child began to stir and Toriel was straight by her bedside as her eyes slowly began to open.
"Hello little one" she greeted as Frisk blinked in confusion and slowly placed her hand on her head which was still hurting from her fall "how are you feeling?"
"My head still hurts" Frisk replied "where am I, who are you?"
"You're in my house little one, I am Toriel, the caretaker of the ruins" Toriel replied "I was passing through the catacombs and I found you just at the entrance barely concious, I think you must have hit your head when you fell down. here, let me heal you." She reached out her hand to use her magic to heal the little girl but being physically abused for the past year made Frisk wary of other people touching her and she responded by whimpering in fear and flinching away.
"Please, don't hurt me" she whimpered, her little body trembling "don't hurt me."
"I'm not going to hurt you my child, I just want to heal you" Toriel reassured her "has someone been hurting you, is that why you think that I'm going to hurt you."
"I don't want to talk about it" Frisk replied.
"Very well then, if you don't want to talk about it then I will not force you to" Toriel replied "But you need to understand that I will not harm you, it's not in my nature to hurt such an innocent little child and you want that nasty headache to go away don't you" Frisk nodded without saying a word "then trust me and let me heal you." Nervously, Frisk moved closer and Toriel placed her hand on the child's head as a warm sensation spread through her body and the pain in her head disappeared almost immediately.
"There, feel better now?" she asked and Frisk nodded "see, I told you that I wouldn't hurt you."
"Thank you" the child replied shyly.
"You're welcome" Toriel chuckled as Frisk gave a small smile in response "so tell me little old, what is your name?"
"Francesca but a lot of people refer to me as Frisk for short, except for my daddy, he's the only person who calls me by my full name" the girl replied before realizing that sooner or later she had to tell someone about the abuse she had been suffering at his hands and without warning, she began to cry out everything "it was him, my daddy, he hurt me, he's been hurting me for a long time and I couldn't take it anymore so I ran away. I just wanted it to stop, I just wanted it to stop." Tears began to fall down her cheeks and the little girl began to hyperventilate.
"My child, Frisk calm yourself little one, it's going to be alright" Toriel reassured, placing her hands on the child's shoulders "just take big deep breaths okay" Frisk did so and began to calm but she was still shaking and teary eyed "now is that who's been hurting you, your father?"
"Uh huh" Frisk replied, nodding her head "when my mommy passed away a year ago, Daddy got really really sad and he began drinking some yucky stuff and it made him angry all the time and it made him say horrible things to me and then he started hitting me and leaving me in the house by myself when he went to places that sell the yucky stuff that made him angry all the time and I just couldn't take it anymore so I ran away and fell down into this place." Toriel nodded as the child told her everything and she couldn't help but feel a pang of anger, how could someone treat a small and innocent little child like this, no wonder the poor thing was hesitant when she tried to heal her.
"How awful for someone to treat such a terribly young child like that" she said in a shocked tone "you are terribly young, you can't be no more than six years old at least."
"I'm Seven" Frisk said "my mommy died when I was six. She got sick and the Doctor's couldn't make her better" she then looked at Toriel with pure fear in her eyes "you're not going to send me back to the surface are you, I don't want to go back, I don't want to go back to him."
"Of course not my child" Toriel replied, hugging the shaking and sobbing child "after hearing all that I have no intention of making you go back to that awful excuse of a human that calls itself your father, no, you're going to stay with me for as long as you need to and I'll look after you properly." A couple of days past by and Frisk was slowly recovering from her fall and right now she was in the kitchen watching Toriel make some butterscotch and cinnamon pie.
"Normally I like to make snail pie but I don't think that would be very appealing to humans" she stated "so I thought I'd make something that would be slightly more appetizing to a human."
"Do you have anyone else living with you?" Frisk asked curiously.
"No my child, it's just me for a long time" Toriel replied "but not anymore, now I've got you living with me and I promise as long as you're staying here I will not let anything bad happen to you, also, the other monsters must not know that you're here."
"How come?" Frisk questioned.
"Let's just say that a lot of the monsters down here are not too fond of humans" Toriel explained not wanting to go into full detail about the monsters and humans having a huge war many years ago and the humans trapping the monsters underground and that the monsters were on a mission to collect seven human souls to break the magical barrier that was keeping them trapped underground and with six human souls already being collected, they needed one more and if they find out that Frisk is in the underground, they would attempt to take her soul with it being the final one they needed, saying that would possibly frighten the Seven year old and she had already been through so much.
"So let's say we wait for the pie to cool down and you can go play outside for a little bit" Toriel said "I'll call you in when it's time to have some." Frisk nodded and went to go play outside the house.
Meanwhile, a certain little Flower was watching Toriel's house when the small girl exited and began to climb on the huge black tree in the middle and he looked at the kid with a scheming expression, maybe if he could pretend to be her friend he could convince her to take him with her when she eventually leaves the ruins and then he could carry out his sinister plan, after all, she would have to leave the ruins sooner or later.
"Howdy." Frisk who was swinging on the tree branch immediately jumped down as she heard the child like voice and tried to figure out where it was coming from.
"Who's there?" she asked, looking around.
"Down here kid" Frisk looked down at her feet to see the little yellow Flower with the smiley face and she had the feeling that seen him before "howdy."
"Have we met?" Frisk asked with a curious expression, she couldn't remember much from when she fell into the underground due to the head injury she received from the fall.
"Of course we have silly" Flowey replied "although you did hit your head pretty hard when you fell down here that you were unconscious for hours and when you came to I introduced myself but you still seemed out of it and then that goat woman who lives there came and took you."
"Her name's Toriel" Frisk replied, folding her arms "so what can I do for you?"
"Well I'd thought that I should introduce myself again now that you seemed to have recovered, you must feel really lost and alone especially someone as young as yourself and I think you could do with someone like me as your friend" Flowey explained with a wink "the name's Flowey, Flowey the Flower."
"I'm Frisk" Frisk replied "so what do want anyway?"
"Well I've been stuck in these stinking ruins for a long time now and I want to go beyond the ruins and seeing that I'm your new best friend now maybe you could take me with you" Flowey replied "after all I'm sure you're wanting to get back to the surface and you could use some company for your journey through the underground, so, what do you say?" Frisk was about to reply but Toriel had come outside to tell her that the pie was ready to be eaten and that there was a huge slice for her waiting on the kitchen table.
"I have to go now" Frisk said before giving the troublesome little Flower a small wave before heading indoors.
"Hah what an idiot" Flowey scoffed, a demonic expression etched on his face "she thinks that I want to be her friend. Well, at least my plan appears to be working, all I have to do is continue to pretend to be her friend and once she reaches the capital that is when I'll put my plan into action. The little brat hasn't got a clue what she's about to do, hahahahahahahaha." The evil little Flower then burrowed into the gran, cackling evilly and knowing that his evil plan was slowly coming into motion with the unbeknownst assistant of a Seven year old girl who believed that he was wanting to befriend her.
Meanwhile, Frisk was back inside Toriel's house enjoying a slice of butterscotch and cinnamon pie, the little girl hadn't felt this happy in such a long time and she had seemingly made a new friend but was unaware that her new "friend" was actually evil and had something sinister planned.
"Frisk, may I ask you something?" Toriel asked and the girl nodded "who were saying goodbye too in the yard?"
"My new friend" Frisk replied innocently.
"Oh you made a friend already I see" Toriel replied, giving the child a kind smile.
"Uh huh, his name is Flowey and he's a Flower that can talk" Frisk stated innocently.
"Oh that little troublemaker" Toriel replied "listen Frisk, I don't think it's a good idea for you to be friends with him, he can be quite, let's say, unpredictable."
"He didn't seem too bad to me" Frisk replied "maybe he's just bored and just wants a friend."
"Well if that's how you feel my child then I will not question your decision any further" Toriel replied "but if he tries to do anything that appears to be pure evil then you get away from him as quickly as possible." Frisk nodded but she was still sure that maybe Flowey was simply bored and possibly misunderstood but was unaware that he was actually a demonic little creature who was using her for his evil plan.