Miranda awoke, not in her own bed.
It wasn't a dream. She sighed and sat up, looking around. She noticed a plate of pie on the ground. She picked it up and her stomach growled.
"Ohhh...." she groaned.
Taking food from a stranger? That's practically BEGGING to be poisoned. But she was starving...
She whined and sat.
"Good morning....uh.." Toriel stopped herself from saying 'my child', "Miranda."
"Morning..."
"Why are you staring at a piece of pie?"
"Take a bite of it."
"Uh...." Toriel chuckled sadly, knowing why Miranda was asking her to do this, "Alright, if that makes you feel better."
Toriel took a bite, and was just fine.
Miranda took the fork, and ate the pie, watching Toriel the whole time, observing her every move like an animal.
When Miranda was done, she set down the plate in front of her on the bed and hugged her knees.
Toriel took the plate, sighed, and walked out.
Miranda took a moment to observe the room. The pictures, the toys, the outfits, all of it. None of the outfits fit her, so nothing pertained to her. She went to pull out her phone, and realized it wasn't in her pocket. She frantically searched the room, until she found that Toriel had plugged it in.
Miranda picked up the phone as it charged, and glanced at the door. Toriel seemed pretty nice. She unplugged the fully charged phone and put everything in different pockets. Miranda exited the room and descended the stairs.
"Toriel."
She looked up and set her book in her lap, "Yes?"
"When can I go home?"
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Undertale and I 2
FanfictionYou know the story. Little Miranda, 6 years old falls down. But what if she was older...? 8 years older...what if she waited 8 years longer to fall down...this isn't the Miranda YOU know...this is one who you are a stranger to. Who will become merci...
