Hello everyone! Back with another chapter! Lol I'm suppose to be doing work, but Mount Ebott's call is too strong! X3 Enjoy!
Chap 7:
Asgore carried his son on his shoulders down the many different hallways, taking them back home for some of Asriels favorite dessert. It also happened to be his favorite too.
He grinned as he felt his son's hands rest atop his horns, keeping him balanced between each step he made. It would be some time before his own horns came in, and the thought was refreshing since it reminded him of his own youth. His mind began to wonder back to the early days when he was still growing.
He continued to carry Asriel for some time, making it into the family crest room, then into the hallway overlooking the many buildings in "New Home". After that, it didn't take long for them to make it back home, and as they entered, the smell of fresh pie came to greet them.
They both inhaled deeply at the same time, letting the sweet, creamy aroma swell inside them until they could nearly taste the delicious treat. They felt their tastebuds tingle, and saliva poured into their mouths in preparation. They followed the pleasing smell into the kitchen, where they found everyone else.
"...And that's why he won't let me play the trom-Bone anymore." Sans finished with a cheeky smirk, holding up his hands dismissively.
Toriel laughed in response to the joke, holding up a hand to her mouth delicately to stifle herself.
"SANS! THIS IS THE TWENTIETH JOKE YOU'VE TOLD!" Papyrus screamed at him angrily, his eyes intensely staring his brother down. "STOP!"
The human remained relatively indifferent to the banter, but the hint of a grin could be seen. He handed Toriel a clean bowl for her to put away. Apparently they had just finished up cooking, and began the cleaning process. The human wore excessively large rubber gloves that originally belonged to Asgore, and was holding a large yellow sponge authoritively.
"Hope we're not interrupting." Asgore stated awkwardly behind the group.
Toriel flipped around in surprise. She stared blankly at Asgore for a moment, but her expression gradually softened once she saw Asriel riding on top of him.
He waved thoughtfully from above.
"Oh. You're both here." She said warmly, a slight hint of discomfort showing. "Dessert will be ready in a moment. It has to cool first."
"Great! Thanks Mom!" Asriel told her cheerfully.
"Wonderfull. We will find something to occupy ourselves in the meantime." Asgore responded, looking to the side slightly.
He turned around and exited the kitchen, leaving the small group to their work. He put Asriel down in one of the chairs, and walked away for only a moment. He went into the next room and grabbed a puzzle from the bedroom, bringing it back so that he could pass the time.
He laid it down on the table carefully as he came back into the room. He took a seat next to his son before opening the box. He dumped the pieces into a pile before them, the multi-colored slabs tumbled around haphazardly until they finally came to a stop. Some parts were still connected, giving the two a slight advantage, but also hinting that the puzzle itself had been completed many times before.
Without delay, they started. Asriel had a pretty solid plan on how to do it efficiently. He started by searching for all the side pieces. He gradually connected each outer cardboard square, the outline of the puzzle beginning to take a recognisable form. His father seemed to be doing the opposite. He gathered each piece according to color, until he had a couple different piles of the same type. He then connected the joints based on the picture, going from the middle out. The grouping of color allowed him to find the correct pieces with ease. Occasionally when he found an outer part, he would slide it over to Asriel so that he could add it to his own work. They each peacefully went on with their plan, working together to make the bigger picture. Asriel finished his part relatively fast, completing the outside layer, allowing the frame of the picture to be seen. He turned to help his father complete the inside. He seemed to be working at a steady pace, but his movements were rather sluggish, and he seemed to examine each piece forlornly, as if the small, cardboard object was somehow a part of him, and by placing it down, he would lose it forever. The feeling only seemed to last a moment, as he would promptly place it in the correct space, then move to the next peice, only to repeat the process of examination.
Asriel made a small mental note about his parents actions. They seemed a little...distracted? He wasn't quite sure. Maybe it was nothing…
"Its ready!" Toriel sang from the kitchen, appearing seconds later holding a freshly baked pie in some decorative oven mitts.
"Oh? Already? Where did the time go…" Asgore mumbled to himself quietly.
"I hope you boys are ready." She beamed eagerly, placing the pie in the centre of the table, just out of the way of the puzzle. "Everyone take a seat!"
Frisk, Papyrus and Sans gradually left the kitchen to take a seat, pulling out their chairs and hopping up onto them. Toriel came rushing back into the room again and gingerly set the table with the needed objects. Plates and forks mostly. Once everyone was prepared, she took out a small butter knife and cut the Pie into eight equal slices. A faint pillar of steam rose from it, showing that it was still warm. She carefully picked up the slices and distributed them among the small group. Patting the heads of the two children as she passed between people.
Asriel stared in amazement once his slice was placed. The golden brown crust seemingly glowed, its soft yet flaky exterior seemed weak but somehow managed to stay perfectly together, holding the precious contents in place. The cream colored insides of the pie shone, reflecting light back like a tan mirror made of jelly. The smell called him forth, begging him to take that first bite. He felt himself reach for his fork, and he placed the spikes downward, ready to separate a piece. He hesitated for a moment as he held the fork over it. He examined it, and questioned whether to dig in. It seemed perfect in its untouched state. He felt like he could stare at it forever, admiring the small triangle. He subconsciously continued despite his thoughts, pressing the prongs into the pie and pulling of a small piece. He let his maw close around it as he brought it forward, his tongue rising to meet it.
His mind went blank as he savored it. Sweet, slightly salty, and an interesting tang he couldn't quite describe. It melted in his mouth, spreading its silent glory wherever it was carried by the monster's tongue. Once he finally swallowed it, his mouth begged him to replace the lost piece with another, his mind desperately rushing him to take another fork full. There was just something about snail pie that was exceedingly remarkable.
"Mmhhhhh." He moaned in response to the food, his eyes staring lazily into space.
Asgore laughed and patted him on the back lightly.
"haha, slow down there son. You'll finish it before tasting it!" He said heartily. "Though I can't blame you. Your mother makes the best pie."
Asriel looked down at his dessert. Somehow it was already halfway gone, but he only remembered taking one bite. Strange. He looked around the table, and noticed everyone else was just starting. They each slowly took a bite, except for Frisk, who looked at the pie oddly.
Asriel leaned over to his side to get closer to the human.
"Frisk! This is the best! You have to try it!" He urged, pointing to the untouched dessert.
The human poked it with his fork once. He had never had snail pie before. But he supposed he had eaten stranger things. He was still pretty sure those hotdogs Sans had given him were not really hotdogs…
The human shrugged and took a bite. It was surprising good! Though he prefered Butterscotch and Cinnamon.
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Dessert passed slowly. The clock on the wall gave a couple rings as the hour hand came to pass as they all finished.
"Well. It's getting late. We should probably go" Sans said slowly, obviously tired.
"Nyah ha ha! Yes, we must get some rest so we can do more amazing things tomorrow!" Papyrus announced after his brother, still full of energy.
"Well, it was good to have you both over. Don't be afraid to pay a visit every now and then." Toriel told them happily as they walked to the door.
"We will!" Papyrus said loudly as he exited. "Bye!"
"Haha...Snail ya later." Sans said as he followed Papyrus out, giving a small wave to the family.
Toriel laughed as they exited.
The family of four remained sitting at the table together.
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The atmosphere became awkward. For some reason nobody was saying anything. Toriel sat patiently, observing the two children. Frisk was….well...Frisk. He didn't talk much. He just sat there with a blank expression plastered on his face. Asgore twiddled his thumbs, his face downcast. He seemed despondent. Asriel observed his family strangely. His mother seemed fine, but it was almost like she couldn't look in his father's general direction. Asgore however would glance up at her occasionally, but would tear his eyes away quickly, seemingly fearing she would return his gaze.
He was about to question it, but his mind was ripped from the thought as Toriel asked a question.
"Would you two like to sit and read with me?" She asked, her tone comforting.
"Yes please!" Asriel respond politely.
The human nodded.
She carefully got up and put the wooden chair into place. Then she slowly strolled over to the large recliner and took a seat, grabbing a book from the shelf on the way over. Once she had gotten comfortable. She beckoned them over with a pat on the leg, signaling them to take a seat on her lap.
Asriel and the human looked at each other for a moment. They narrowed their eyebrows lightly in a silent competitive challenge.
They both jumped out of their chairs extremely fast and rushed over. Trying to be the one who got there first. Asriel practically lept up, only barely stopped from falling off the side of the chair by his mother, who had thrown out an arm protectively. He quickly took a seat on her left leg. Having the ability of choice since he got there first. Frisk hopped up on the other leg carefully, crawling up to rest comfortably with Toriels help. They both rested against her chest as they sat together, her arms encompassing them. She held up a book and opened to the first page.
"Interesting Snail Facts: Volume 5" She started, opening to the first page. "Did you know, snails can lift up to ten times their weight? Neat!"
Asriel snuggled deeper into Toriel's robe as he looked over the different passages in the book. He felt his heart beat at a steady pace, and he started to feel warm. He lazily rested his head against her and listened to her soothing voice. Everything about this moment was perfect. Time passed unchecked for a long time as they read. Sometimes Asriel would take it upon himself to read one of the facts, to which he would receive praise for helping. They gradually took turns reading, even the human would speak occasionally on the shorter parts. Asgore watched them from his seat lovingly, his eyes caring and soft. He didn't interject much, but was able to get a few lines in. The human yawned occasionally as they continued to find new interesting facts, infecting the rest of the group. One by one the sleepy motion passed between people.
"There are….*Mhh*...over two hundred thouuu…..*oouuu* ….sand different types of snails...Believed to be.." Asriel struggled out, rubbing his eyes.
Toriel giggled at the cute display. He was trying hard to stay awake. They had been reading for some time. They had already gotten to the seventh chapter, and were bordering on the final pages.
"...Believed to be in existence today, although only fifty thousand have been officially cataloged so far. She finished for him.
Asriel gladly accepted the help. He listened to her continue on for a while, his eyes becoming increasingly heavy. He felt them close, and decided it would be fine to keep them that way for only a moment. He opened his eyes again after a moment and viewed the page.
It had changed two pages.
He held his gaze on the page, looking over the words. They began to blur and fade. He felt his eyes close again. He shot them open quickly, only to discover another three pages had gone by.
"You look tired Asriel." Toriel stated quietly.
"No. I'm….good." He mumbled.
She kissed his cheek once and took a hold of him, picking him up and hoisting his body to her shoulder. He wrapped his arms around her neck instinctively. Hanging onto her.
"Let's get you two to bed." She said as she got up, ushering Frisk to hop down.
The human didn't seem as tired, but gave off similar signs.
"No...no.. I want to read…" Asriel insisted. "I want to be with all of you….."
His parents looked at him pitifully.
"Don't worry. You will have plenty of time to be with us when you wake up" Toriel whispered.
"We love you." Toriel and Asgore said in unison, surrounding him.
"I love you...too…"
Shortly after the exchange of words, he fell asleep.
"Let's go my child." Toriel ordered Frisk lovingly as she headed to the front door, still holding Asriel.
"When can I expect you back?" Asgore asked quietly as he opened the door for her.
"I'll bring them up around four tomorrow." She whispered back to him as she passed. "We can discuss things later."
"Allright. Goodnight. Be safe." He told her as she exited the building.
"Goodnight."
Frisk looked between the two as they left. Asgore waved from the front door as they walked out into the long hallway. Frisk waved back. After they almost got out of sight, the door was shut, and Asgore was left alone. Together, the human and the two monsters traveled back to the ruins. Taking the elevator down to the bottom of hotland, then proceeding through the other lands until they came to the ruins. The human pushed open the large door leading inside thoughtfully, so that Toriel would not have to put Asriel down. She thanked him quietly and continued inside.
Eventually they got inside to the warm and comforting atmosphere. They continued further and ended up in Toriels bedroom. She placed Asriel down on the far side of the bed carefully, trying not to wake him. Once he was resting peacefully, she turned and went to her wardrobe. She pulled off her robe, revealing her large and rather curvy form. She was wearing a white tank top underneath that almost blended with her fur, along with a pair of faintly purple silken shorts. She pulled out a dark blue nightgown and threw it on.
She hoped in bed next to her son almost immediately after. She beckoned to the human to take the place on her side. Frisk crawled up onto the large bed and rested next to her. She wrapped one arm around each of the children and pulled them close. They used her as a sort of fluffy pillow, snuggling into the warm body comfortably.
"Goodnight my precious ones." She said as she let herself rest. Her eyes coming to a close.
"Goodnight. Mom" Frisk responded quietly.
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Asriel opened his eyes to find himself in a dark place. Surrounded by a single faint light coming down from above.
"Oh no. Not this place!" he thought worriedly.
"Welcome back!" A distinctive voice rang out.
"Chara." Asriel said fearfully. "Please. I don't want to fight."
"I'm not going to fight you! You're my best friend." Chara responded.
"Then why were you chasing me?" Asriel asked, confused.
"So I could have my turn in control." She stated matter of factly. "You really ought to share more."
Asriel stared at her blankly for a moment.
"What are you talking about?" He asked.
"Well, since we share a body, we have to take turns controlling right? It was going to be my turn."
"But, were not connected anymore. You died. We both died. You're not even real. This is just a dream."
Chara began laughing hysterically. She held her ribs for a moment as she calmed down.
"You really are an idiot." She stated with a wide grin. "You honestly think that you've been riding solo this entire time."
Her words pierced his heart like daggers. He still felt a connection to her, even if he knew she was not the best person. To have the person you grew up with call you an idiot, felt horrible. He tried to remind himself it was a dream, but he could feel a lump in the back throat forming allready, his body wanting to vent its feelings through sadness and hurt in the form of a sob. He kept his feelings in check though, and pushed the thoughts back.
"What are you talking about?" He asked, his eyes staring into hers.
"Oh. Its much better if you find out by yourself. hahaha….I'll just come back later." She told him with a laugh. "I've decided on my means. You might want to say goodbye to Frisk while you still can."
Chara turned and walked away into the darkness again. The noise in the room ceased completely.
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Asriel felt his eyes open again. This time he was met with darkness yet again, but there was a specific noise and atmosphere now. He blinked a couple times to clear his eyes, and then checked his surroundings. He felt a soft, furry form pressed against his face. One of his mother's ears had fallen down onto his face. Her mouth was wide open, and he could hear her snoring lightly. It wasn't loud, in fact, it was almost pleasing to listen to. Her arm was wrapped around him tightly, securing him next to her. Frisk lay on the other side of the bed, in a similar embrace. The bed was warm, and he could feel Toriels pulse. It was nice. He felt instantly better in their presence, and after a few moments, he tried to fall back asleep again. His mind still held a little worry about the dream, but he disregarded it. The warmth and love emanating from his family comforted him enough to the point where he felt safe again. He let the sounds and feelings of the moment lull him back to sleep.
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The mourning came soon enough. He woke slowly, and refused to open his eyes when he finally declared himself awake and not dreaming. Light shone through his eyelids irritatingly, and he tried to ignore it. He turned over and pushed his face into the pillow, but light still seemed to make its way into his sight. Begrudgingly, he opened his eyes fully. He was surprised to see he was the last one in bed. Apparently they had already gotten up.
He rubbed his eyes as he sat up in bed, his body aching slightly.
Knowing the day held new and interesting things in store filled him with Determination….
END CHAP 7:
Well, he is another chapter! Hope you like it. I still have finals going on so progress will probably be delayed again. Other than that, I'm all good to continue.
So, if you see anything that needs fixing or know of a way to improve the characters so I can be as accurate as possible, don't be afraid to PM me. Also, feel free to leave a review if you want! Thank you to those who have already as well, they are wonderful and have giving me a lot of inspiration. I will remain determined to get these chapters to you!
*"Anon….Stay Determined!"*