Sorry for the late update. Some of the chapters may be really long and some may be really short or in the middle. I made the last one kinda short because chapter one was really long. Im going to try and update sometime every Monday. I may try to post new stories too. Just know that I might only be able to update one story at a time. Thank you for your patience!
Toriel gently set Mocha down on a very big chair in the middle of a very homey kitchen. The chair was so big that Mochas feet couldn't even touch the ground. So she instead lightly swung them. Mocha's mood had increased greatly since being attacked by the seemingly kind flower. Though something still pulled at her heart. Toriel sat down in another large seat across from Mocha. But Toriels large size made the chair seem normal in size.
"My child, would you like it if I were to make you some pie?" Toriel's voice was still kind and warm. Mocha nodded, still not trusting herself to speak without stuttering. "Alright, how about I make some cinnamon butterscotch pie?" The pie sounded delicious, though Mocha had never had any. Mocha nodded again. "Okay, I'll make the pie and how about you go and explore the ruins?" Toriel said. They talked a bit more about Mocha going out into the ruins and about safety before they found themselves at Toriel's front door. "This is my number, so if you ever find yourself in a bind, just call." Mocha nodded with a smile on her face and left the cozy home to explore.
As Mocha began to walk around, she marked the path that she walked so she wouldn't get lost. She marked the path by taking a strong stick and dragging it into the ground behind her. She walked and walked marking her path.
There were some puzzles that she came across that Toriel had mentioned earlier. She defeated them with ease. Mocha thought to herself that Lia would love this place for all its puzzles. Mocha came across some different monsters upon roaming such as a creature called a Froggit, and another called a Moldsmall. She quite liked the Moldsmall. Toriel had taught Mocha how to spare and show mercy to another monster, and to spare a Moldsmall, all she had to do was wiggle her hips and imitate the monster. And it would no longer wish to fight. Mocha found that some monsters were kind as well, such as some Froggits.
Some of the monsters didn't even want to fight in the beginning. They gave helpful advise instead. Once Mocha Evan came across a spider bake sale, and the spiders were kind enough to sell her some spider cider. As Mocha left the bake sale, she rounded a corner to go into a new area she had not yet explored. Mocha found a ghost monster 'sleeping' on a pile of crisp red leaves. The monster kept saying Z very loudly. Pretending to sleep. She wanted to get past him, but he obviously wasn't up to moving. So mocha attempted to move the monster by force. But as soon as she tried to, the world went black again. A fight was about to start.
The usual bars appeared before her, listing the things she could do. It also said the monsters name that she was fighting. It read Napstablook. The monster seemed very depressed, Mocha could relate. She thought the best way to spare the monster was to console them and show them kindness. Then maybe she could not fight the poor ghost.
Mocha had never really been harmed in a fight, but once Napstablook began to cry, the tears came so fast at Mocha that she wasn't prepared. Some hit her and took away from her health. She now had 22/31 health. Man she was bad at dodging. But she then put her plan to action. Choosing act, Mocha began to speak kind words to Napstablook.
"You don't have to be sad. Whatever is making you sad won't last long, I promise." Mocha said while stepping closer to Napstablook, outstretching her arms. "A hug always made me feel better when I was down. Would you like one?" Napstablook immediately gave up on the fight and flew into Mochas arms. He was still crying, but it didn't hurt. Mocha gently rubbed circles on his back.
"Oh no. I'm sorry, I'm in your way. Here." Napstablook said and suddenly, he disappeared. Faint whispers of 'sorry' could be heard as Mocha stood there. Slightly appalled, though she continued to walk forward. What surprised her was that even though he still sounded sad, and even looked it. By the shape and color of his soul, Mocha could tell he was very happy.
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