Chapter 3: Pie

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After what seemed like forever, we made it to her home. The house was (Larger/Smaller) than mine on the surface.

"I will be in the kitchen if you need me." Toriel said.

I nodded, going toward the room that was labeled to be mine. I opened the box at the end of my bed, inside were toys, they were cool, but didn't really catch my attention.

"(You Name) come down, I made something for you." Toriel called.

I headed down stairs, a scent filled the air. It smelled good. When I got to the dining room, Toriel was there, two plates on the table with pies on them.

"I made some cinnamon and butterscotch pie. I hope you like it, my child."

I smiled, sitting down and taking a bite. The taste invaded my mouth, it was delicious.

"So how old are you, (Your Name)." She asked.

"I'm (6-9)." I answered.

We continued to trade answers and questions until we were both full.

"I'll be in the living room if you need me." Toriel said, picking up the plates.

"Okay, mo-Toriel." I almost called her mom.

When I entered my room, a reflection caught my attention. I went over to the toy box digging out whatever it was. I pulled out the item by it's handle and dropped it as soon as I was what is was... a knife.




I'm Very Very Sorry For The Long Wait. Real Life Stuff Got In The Way, Like Traveling. Anyways, I Know This Chapter Isn't Too Long, But I'll Make A New One Soon.


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