The moment you go into the house, you the smell of food wafts through the entryway.
Toriel suddenly calls out from the direction of what you assume to be the living room.
=I am home now, my child!=
Before you can follow the sound of her voice, another one answers her.
=Alright! Coming Mom!=
A goat-like monster covered with white fur and wearing a white sweater with black stripes runs out of the right hallway, passing a stairwell that takes up most of the area.
Before he reaches the left hallway, where the scent is coming from, he realizes you are standing in the entryway, watching him.
=Mom, did they just get here from the Capital?=
The monster points at you, then turns around, enabling you to see his face.
A flash of light appears in your eyes.
Then nothingness.
=Oh, you've fallen, haven't you?=
You sit up, rubbing your head. You face the area where the voice is coming from
The darkness glitches with the light.
A smiling golden flower. A black background is behind it.
A monstrosity of a plant, with a tv face and a creepy laugh. Behind it lies more blackness.
A crying goat-child wearing a green sweater with yellow stripes. The background is still black.
A goat-like monster made of colors and light, smiling and crying. The blackness continues.
The images reset.
Flowey.
Omega Photoshop.
Asriel.
The Absolute God of Hyperdeath.
They mix together into one being.
Then the darkness fade away.
You blink, and suddenly the images disappear.
You are on the floor. A white, furry hand is stretched out to help you up.
Taking the hand and steadily rising to your feet, you look at the face of the monster that had assisted you.
The images flash again. You wobble, but the monster steadies you before you can fall. After regaining stability, you force yourself to face him.
Remains of the yellow flower appear and dissipate, then you are finally able to see.
The monster in front of you looks awfully similar to the crying goat-child…
You suddenly remember that this was the monster that called Toriel, "Mom". He must be her son.
=Are you alright? That was quite a fall.=
You nod. He lets go of you once knowing that you can stand.
=So… Umm…=
The goat-child suddenly seems very awkward, quite a contrast to the extroverted personality you had seen before.
=Did you… Did you just get here?=
At his odd question you nod. He hesitates for a moment before continuing.
=By falling down… right?=
Even though he acts like it was a private question, you don't understand why he would think that. You casually nod. He seems to sigh in relief.
=Well… Howdy! Nice to meet you. My name is Asriel.=
Taking out your diary, you begin writing, showing him it when you finish.
Nice to meet you too, Asriel. I'm Frisk.
After reading your words, he smiles.
=Frisk? That's a nice name.=
At that moment, Toriel finally seems to notice you and Asriel's absence. As she calls out from the living room, the smell of food becomes slightly stronger.
=If you both do not come over here, dinner will get cold!=
Asriel motions for you to follow him. You both head into the living room.
=Sorry if we took a while, Mom. Something... came up.=
You nod along with Asriel. Toriel seems to buy it.
=It is alright, my child. Now, come and eat.=
Both you and Asriel move to sit down, but Toriel suddenly stops you after seeing the state of your sweater.
=My child, I hope you do not mind me asking this, but could you change before we eat? Asriel and I may not mind it right now, but other monsters might not… entirely approve of your attire.=
You look at your shirt. Leaves from attempting to climb, dirt from falling down, petals from the buttercups, dust from those you killed-
You shake your head slightly. The image of dust disappears. It had only been your mind playing tricks on you, but a chill had gone down your spine, nonetheless.
You look back to Toriel, image momentarily forgotten. She points toward the long hallway left of the entryway.
=Down that hallway, take the first door on the left. Inside, there is a closet with clothes that should fit you.=
You nod and begin walking in the direction Toriel had pointed to. Though, before you exit the living room, Asriel speaks.
=Hey mom, can I try baking something?=