Hey everyone! I think you've all been wanting a longer chapter, so here's a longer chapter for today:

August 20, 180 A.E.

Entry #5

Today we set off to the skeleton village. Toriel agreed to come with me. She said she thinks her mother was going to send her away soon anyway.

Mother and Father and Toriel's mother didn't come with us, but they came to send us off. The family that we were going to stay with came to get us.

The family we are staying with is called the Gaster family. They arrived at midday. They have two parents: Madrone Aster and Avebury Gaban. There are two kids, too. Cortisia is five and very chatty. She loves to flap her red scarf around. The other kid, Wingdin, is twelve, like me. He seemed pretty excited to meet us. He approached us several times, probably to talk to us, but then turned red and backed off every time.

Toriel and I grabbed each other's hands. This will be the first time we stay somewhere outside of our town. Toriel will be my only connection to home in the new village, and I will be hers.

Mr. Gaban took one look at Mother and pulled her aside to talk to her. When they finished talking, Mother seemed very shocked.

It turns out we did not need to pack anything for a trip. Msr. Aster and Mr. Gaban took our hands and teleported Toriel and me to their village. Wingdin came soon after and Mr. Gaban went back to get Cortisia since she was too young to travel that far herself. We got there just as a blizzard hit the village. By the time we got to the Gaster family's house, Toriel and I were both shivering. We had enough coats, but they were packed tightly in the bottom our bags. Neither of us wanted to mess up our luggage to get the coats.

On the walk there, I noticed that Toriel was fiddling with a chain on her neck. It was a pretty thing-a blood red gem pendant with a string of pearls. I saw Toriel's mother put it on her neck when they were saying goodbye.

"I like your new necklace," I told her.

"Thank you," she replied, "Mother gave it to me. She said she got this new necklace just for me, so it would give me...protection?"

I could not imagine what we would possibly need to be protected from. The necklace would not even be a good piece of armor. As pretty as it is, it was new and did not contain any sentimental value. Toriel's old jacket would serve as better armor than this.

"What would you need protection from?" I asked, "It is not like skeletons are a particularly violent race. I mean, I guess they can go against humans pretty well, but they would not hurt anyone unless they had to. And they would never hurt you since you are their guest, so-"

"It is not for my sake, Asgore," Toriel interrupted, "It is for yours. I need to protect you."

"Why would I need protecting? Why is it any different for me?"

"You are the heir for the throne. You will be the king of the monsters one day."

"That is another reason nobody would want to hurt me!"

"Why do you think skeletons learned how to fight humans in the first place?" Toriel snapped. She kept her eyes on the ground for the rest of the walk.

The Gaster family lives in a snowy town called Aiphuoxbone. People were not allowed to teleport within a twenty minute walk of the town because of traffic problems so we had to walk there. They have a small, one-floor log house with a roof made out of straw, wood, and mud. I was about to ask how it could possibly be stable when Toriel nudged me and told me to be polite.

"I did some research on this a few days ago when you asked me to come with you," she said, "Do not worry. It is completely waterproof and very warm. Do not be rude."

I was marveling at how Toriel managed to get her hands on books about Aiphuoxbone in less than three days when Msr. Aster cleared their throat.

"It's an honor to have the prince of monsters and the daughter of the king's most trusted advisor living in our home," they said, "We are not the richest family, so we won't have the luxuries that you are used to. You will be, however, our honored guests. We will do everything we can to make you two comfortable here."

Mr. Gaban twiddled his thumbs. "We have one extra room, but if you want, Wingdin can move into Cortisia's room and one of you can have his room."

Toriel and I glanced at each other. I could tell that she was thinking the same thing as me: the Gaster family is wonderful, and this house seems very cozy, but we have only known these people for less than a few hours. We are in a strange new town with a strange new family. Both of us were scared, and neither of us wanted to sleep in a room alone.

Toriel smiled at Mr. Gaban. "We would like to share a room, please."

So now Toriel and I are sitting in the guest room. We have both unpacked and we are about to have dinner with the Gaster family. I am writing this on my bed. Toriel is on the other side of the room, reading a book on her bed. There is a curtain in the middle of the room for privacy, and Toriel asked for the side with the door, so I cannot leave the room without being rude if the curtain was drawn.

It is not what I am used to-these mattresses are stiff (I think they are stuffed with straw) while my bed back home was soft and fluffy. My room was much bigger as well. But the family is so nice, and Toriel is here with me, so I feel right at home.

Oh! Mr. Gaban just shouted at us to come for dinner. I suppose I will stop writing for today. I am very hungry.

~Asgore

Asgore and Toriel will be staying in the skeleton village for the next little while. Don't worry. We'll still get news about the war.

Remember that "ROSE DIDN'T HAVE A LION!" (She, in fact, had seven. Sorry, Pearl.)

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~Pandora