Flowerfell|I'm Glad You Came [BOOK 3]

F I V E.

Your eyes flutter open and saw the familiar white ceiling of Toriel's house. You were surprised she hasn't thrown you out yet. But nonetheless, you were thankful. You pushed yourself up with a slight huff and left the room where you were once murdered by the motherly figured you look up to.

You found a mirror at the end of the hall and went to check how you look. You saw a tiny, golden flower. A buttercup, hanging loosely at the side of your head, hiding its roots in your hair. It looked as if it was placed there on purpose.

"You look pretty." You heard Flowey told you from behind your neck. You giggled at what he said and thanked him. As you walked towards the kitchen, Toriel was already standing infront of you with wide eyes, her mouth hanging ajar.

"Y-You're . . . alive?" She muttered, "Why? You should be dead. H-How?" You flashed her a kind hearted smile, "Your pie. I bet it tastes great." You mumbled, looking at the pie that sits patiently on her dining table, "Please, child. Why? Did you come back to kill me? To make me pay? To suffer? What?"

You continued to smile kindly at the woman and sat on one of her chairs in front of the dining table, "Aren't we gonna eat this together? I'm really looking forward to it." Suddenly, as if she's had enough, she fall to her knees and started weeping.

"Why?" She muttered, "Why? After killing you, after making you feel bad? Why do you still treat me with kindness?" You stood up and knelt beside her and gently stroked her fur, "No one deserves to be treated differently, Toriel. Everybody deserves kindness. Even Flowey." You told her as the flower popped out of your arm.

"T-Tori . . . P-Please, Tori. Forgive me." He mumbled, Toriel met your warm gaze and soon shifted to the flower. She closed her eyes and lets out a little laugh, "If this child could forgive, then who am I to oppose?" She said, "I forgive you, little one." She giggled, suddenly turning into such a kind natured beast. Someone that you have grown to love and know but . . . forgotten in such a horrid way.

"But, child. You do realize that if you ever leave the RUINS, monsters . . . would be much more menacing than I." She soon spoke as she guided you towards the exit of the RUINS. You nodded, "And we don't plan on stopping until they're as kind as you." You smiled cheekily, Toriel smiled back.

"Child, this is where you'll have to face the battle on your own." She mumbled, turning to you and hugging you tightly in her warm, fluffy embrace, "No knives?" You asked in a joking manner. She giggled and nodded, "No knives, child." You squeezed her tightly and softly mumbled the words, I love you. before exiting the RUINS.

Little did you know that those three little words had changed her.