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Something about Toriel's home filled Frisk with hope, her determination to get to where she needed, filled her completely. Once inside, her nose caught hold of a mouthwatering aroma. She barely realized her mouth had opened, with a bit of drool coming out.

She heard a small laugh, seeing Toriel look at her as he cheeks heated up.

"I wanted to celebrate you arriving with a butterscotch cinnamon pie. I know you said you liked cinnamon, but I hope you aren't averse to butterscotch."

Frisk quickly shook her head, if the smell was anything to go by she wouldn't care if snails were even in the recipe. She blushed at her own thinking, her stomach rumbling in agreement.

"It sounds like I had the right idea" Toriel beamed at her, Frisk tried to hold on to that same anger from before, but it was long gone. It was hard to hold with how Toriel was, though Frisk still felt wary. Why would someone be this nice?

She thought back to that flower from before, shuddering.

"Are you cold, my child?" Toriel's voice held a bit of worry as Frisk shook her head, "If you're sure. Oh, I have another surprise." Toriel's smile was wide as she turned to go, Frisk stood there a moment, checking her surroundings.

There were many books and a staircase leading down to somewhere, she felt curious as she went closer. Her stomach rumbled, and she wondered where the pie was, she followed her nose, passing a cozy room with more books, a fireplace, and a rocking chair then went into the kitchen. The oven didn't look used, yet there was a large pie there, and Frisk licked her lips.

It's huge…

She bit her lip, feeling a bit intimidated just by the size of it as she backed away and left out the kitchen. She glanced at the bookcase again, feeling curious as she let her fingers brush over the spines of a few books, then stopping at one.

Pulling it out, and searching through the pages, she almost wished that she hadn't. The story of how the humans forced the monsters behind a barrier was a known tale, one that her town took pride in since it was a showcase of its power. She frowned, putting it back.

Going past the stairway, Frisk saw Toriel close to the door and the goat woman took her hand to lead her closer.

"Here we go" Toriel stopped at the door and glanced at back at her. "It's a room of your own, I hope you like it."

Frisk's eyes widened.

A room of my own? Why do I need a room?

A furry hand went into her hair, ruffling it up. "Make yourself at home, I'll be right back" Toriel smiled then took off leaving Frisk to stare at the door in front of her. She let her hand rest on the doorknob only to back away and go to another room instead to find a clue to leave.

The room was a large one, and Frisk realized it was Toriel's room. A journal lay open on the desk and Frisk couldn't help her own curiosity as she read the circled passage.

"Bonely?" Frisk laughed, putting a hand over her mouth quickly and looked back at the door hoping Toriel didn't hear her. With one last look around the room, she left out quickly and walked back past the staircase to see Toriel sitting in her chair.

She looked up from her book with her usual smile, "Did you need something? I can read you a story if you like or we can talk? Though it may be best to talk later, you've had a long day. How about you take a nap?"

Frisk thought it over, then nodded her head once she went through her lack of options.

Going back to that room, Frisk felt strange being inside. There were toys and shoes of so many sizes. She started to wonder just where were the kids that all this stuff belonged to. She took her time going to bed, Frisk doubted that she would be able to sleep, but once she laid down her eyes slowly closed.

"Why are you crying?"

"They picked on me. Again."

The woman frowned and kneeled, brushing back Frisk's bangs "They just don't understand…but you keep forgiving them." A smile grew, "Kill them with kindness I always say" she laughed with a wink and Frisk couldn't help laughing with her.

"Now, how about som-"

There was a loud knock on the door, and the woman went quiet, her eyes becoming dull until looking back at Frisk with a sad smile.

"Stay in your room until I get you. It's not your time yet."

Frisk jumped up at the sound of a door, her hands shaking and she fought back the urge to cry at the memory. The smell of pie interrupted her thoughts, and she looked over on the floor to see a slice, her stomach rumbled, and she bit her lip as she went to pick it up.

She didn't bother with a fork, taking a small bite that had her mouth watering and then bigger ones. Frisk decided if Toriel was underneath it all some evil person, she might forgive her just for this pie. She felt full of energy, she was no longer aching and felt renewed.

Coming out the room, she went straight to the fireplace area, feeling sure that Toriel would be there. Upon sight of the goat woman, she tapped on her arm, and Toriel looked up with glasses on her face.

"I see you're up, and you look much better. A bit of rest and the food down here did you wonders. Though, I am surprised monster food worked so well with you, my child..." Frisk's head tilted, watching Toriel stroke her chin then shake her head. "No matter, all that matters is that you're okay and I'm glad you're here with me. I have places I want to show you, and then I also want to go over your curriculum for your education." Toriel's eyes were shining yet Frisk wondered just how long Toriel intended her to stay here as she backed away slightly.

She didn't seem to notice Frisk's demeanor, "I always wanted to be a teacher" Toriel's voice turned soft. "Does that surprise you? There's just so much I want to show you, I'm glad you're living here, my child. It means more than you know."

Frisk looked away, she didn't need to stay here. She needed to leave, yet she couldn't get the sound of Toriel's voice out her head or that look in her eyes. She looked so happy, honestly happy. Frisk chewed her lip.

"Did you need anything?"

The question snapped Frisk's attention back. She wasn't sure if asking was the right thing to do, but on the other hand, she couldn't say here. "When can I go home?"

Toriel stared at her like she'd been slapped and Frisk winced at the reaction. "But...this...you are home. Ho-how about I read you something?" she smiled after a moment and Frisk looked back at the woman, seeing the pain in her eyes, but could feel her own determination growing.

Someone else needs me…

"Please...tell me," Frisk spoke louder.

"How about a snail fact? I can tell you…" Frisk shook her head as the woman talked, she could hear the desperation in Toriel's tone, and her own heart broke at the woman. She felt bad for not trusting her, and maybe then she would have spent even more time with the goat woman. In the end, she would still have to leave, though…

Toriel went quiet, and the two of them looked at each other. "Stay here...I have to do something" There was a resolve in that tone that made Frisk want to follow as soon as the woman take off. Frisk tried her best to keep up with Toriel's longer strides.

"I said stay there. "Toriel looked back, then continued on as Frisk followed. "You want to know how to leave? How to get home? Ahead is the exit of the Ruins, and then the rest of the Underground lies ahead. "She paused in her steps, "I'm going to destroy it, that way no one leaves. Now go upstairs...please."

Frisk shook her head wildly, following Toriel as she walked faster.

"Why won't you listen? None of them listened and now they're dead." Frisk stopped in her tracks, hearing the woman cry. "It happens every time, they leave the ruins only for them...Asgore," her tone turned icy and venomous. "kills them. I am trying to protect you, so please...please" Toriel begged. "Go to your room." she took deep breaths before walking off.

Frisk stood there, feeling unsure what to do. She could just do as Toriel asked, hearing her cries stabbed at Frisk's heart. She closed her eyes, feeling her own tears begin.

"Why are you crying?"

Frisk's eyes snapped open at the image of a woman with shoulder length brown hair and warm brown eyes.

I need to leave…

Steeling herself she marched forward, catching up to Toriel and ignoring the woman's warning not to stop her. She stopped at the same time as Toriel, a large door was right behind her. "I should have known you would want to leave. They all do." Toriel's laugh was hollow. "Fine." she looked at Frisk with a hardened gaze she never saw on the woman before. "I'll let you pass, but only if you show me you can survive!"

Frisk felt the sharp tug at her chest, and there was her soul before her along with Toriel. Her fingertips erupted with flames, and Frisk almost took a step back before reminding herself she needed to get past that door. She took a step forward, not sure what to do until she saw fire coming at her.

"Fight me!" Toriel cried, and Frisk shook her head, dodging the attacks until one caught her in the arm. She winced but stayed standing while noticing Toriel's expression falter when she was hit until the expression changed back.

Frisk continued to dodge, until noticing that Toriel wasn't even trying to hit her anymore.

"Just stay? I'll take care of you, you'll be happy. We both will. I know I don't have a lot but…" Frisk shook her head at the woman, and Toriel looked away, laughing again. "I can't save anyone...it's pathetic." Frisk frowned, watching Toriel's magic fade as Frisk came closer. "I'm sorry...I know you'd be unhappy here. You'd just be trapped, more than even them outside the ruins. I want you happy so, I need to put my own issues to the side."

Toriel's smile was sad, and Frisk looked away as she continued "I'm not stopping you, but...do not come back" Arms were around her, and she could feel the heat radiating off the woman until Frisk was let go. The words hurt even after the hug. "Goodbye, my child."

Frisk nodded her head, watching the woman walk past her then feeling eyes on her back until the footsteps receded. She looked at the door in front of her, pushing it open with a desperate need to leave this place.

Going down a long hallway, she was left with her thoughts as she went through an exit with that flower from before right in front of her.