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"So, my child, Cinnamon or butterscotch?" 

"Toriel, Cinnamon would be good." I hand her the small jar of Cinnamon, and continue to stir the chocolate and snail mousse. 

We have been living together in the underground Ruins for a couple years. I tried to leave once, but as Tori was starting to explain why that would be a pretty bad idea I went into contractions. 

Fourteen hours of labour, and one giant scare I was supposed to be left with a beautiful baby but instead I was left with the corpse of my child. It wasn't easy. I feel like this has happened before, that i've lost another child.

 I have no memory of before. No memory of who I am, and who I'm supposed to be. I know my name. It's Frisk. I know my real parents are dead, but they deserved to die. I also know about the father of my child.

He doesn't exist in this 'timeline'. Alphys said the baby was an anomaly. A breakthrough in interdimensional travel. A scientific breakthrough so big that she took my sweet, innocent babys body away for research. 

But, I just keep stirring this mousse. It swirls round and round the pot, as the hand mixer whirls and small drops of snail land on the kitchen tiles. I see the bubbles forming and it looks like i've overmixed it, so I tell Tori before I place the bowl in the fridge. 

"M child, we need to speak. I'm going away, not for too long, merely three days. I know i've only ever left into the main area of the underground for a few hours at a time, but some old friends have invited me over for a sleepover."

"Tori, it's okay. I'm not going anywhere. I'm fine being alone." I smile, and start to clean up the dull knives and cutting boards. 

"No, my child, you wouldn't ever be left alone. I'm sending you to one of my close friends houses. They are very sweet, the two brothers, but the shorter one of the two is a bit of a prankster."

"Tori, i'll be fine." So I head upstairs to pack. How hard can this be?

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Are y'all happy i'm back? I sure as hell am!

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Baiii <3 <3 <3


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