Feraltale! Sans x Frisk

Toriel

Frisk finally got the puzzle and was cheering for herself and marched forward. They talked about their past and tried changing the topic.

Frisks' pov

His past was worse than mine. He is thought to be dead. He is also, well was, the prince of monsters. I was surprised and kept on struggling to find the word to apologize but couldn't find any and I just ask," Can I call you Gold? Y'know, because you're a golden flower?" I was sweating until he agreed.

Flowey's pov

I agreed for Frisk to call me Gold. I mean, why not? It's nice to have someone to talk to. It literally lifts a weight off my shou- err leaves. So far, we haven't walked into Toriel. She's nice and all but she wouldn't let Frisk leave without proving that she can survive on the other side of the RUINS. Speaking of Toriel, we ran into her." My child, are you hurt?" Toriel asked Frisk. When she saw me she glared at me with hatred in her eyes.

Frisks' pov

I saw Toriel glaring at Gold. She doesn't have to be mean with him. She doesn't even know that he is her son, Asriel. She walked through the RUINS with me and Gold right behind her. She held my hand. Her soft, furry paw/hand ingulfing my tiny hands. She took me to an adorable looking house which was purple. She led me to my bedroom and Gold told me everything about her and what I should do to escape from her grasp. I was really sad but it was true. I must leave or I'll never get out of here." My name is Toriel, my child. What's your name, my child?" She asked with a motherly look and aura." I'm Frisk, Misss Toriel." I answered her question. She made butterscotch cinnamon pie and it tasted really good. I went upstairs and went to bed. When I hit the soft fabric, I was asleep

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