[Mustard Stains] UnderFell Sans X Reader

Fire Magic

"Do you smell that?" She asked, grinning a toothy grin with her sharp fangs protruding from her lips.

You took a deep inhale.... Something smelled... Ew... Disgusting! You crinkled your nose in disgust. Toriel chuckled.

"Surprise! I made snail pie, my child." She took notice of your disgusted expression and laughed. An acquired taste... You thought grimly.

"Come, my child.~ I have another surprise." She led you down a hallway to a dark room. Upon opening the door inside it held a bed and a lamp, and a creaky closet brimming with old clothes and shoes.

"Make yourself at home my child. You can even take a nap if you like~" her high pitched chuckle squeaked more than Leafyishere on drugs. (I'm so sorry) she exited the room, shutting the door gently. Her footsteps creaked down the hall until they became so faint you could hardly hear them anymore.

You yawned. You were kind of tired.
Flowey popped out from your shirt where he was hiding.

"No. No sleeping. Knowing her, she'll kill you or something when your guards down..." Flowey looked back at the closed door and shuddered.

"You can keep watch if you want, but I'm sleeping, and that's that." Removing Flowey gently from your arm, you set him in a nearby boot. You flopped onto the bed, flinging off your shoes and socks. You got comfortable under the old covers. They smelled of an old library smell, like the kind of smell you'd smell when you get a really old book from a library.

Sooner than you'd expected to happen, you'd drifted off....

Your soft snores filled the quiet room with a gentle purr.

I mean unless you snore loud, then you snored louder than a brick house collapsing on a cat.

Still.

You were sleeping soundly.

The door creaked open ever so slowly, drawling a long, loud creak out.

In entered Toriel, holding a small plate with a piece of snail pie on it.

She set it down in the center of the room and looked at you sleeping soundly, and smiled. She glanced at Flowey, too, who was also out like a light.

Toriel moved to the back of the room where a music box was at and turned it on, and soft, sweet music chimed through the room gently.

She sighed in contentment and turned to walk out of the room, but Flowey started stirring from the sudden noise. Toriel quickly exited the room, just barely shutting the door with a loud click before Flowey sprang awake. Flowey screeched, and fell off the table, waking poor (y/n) up.

"Flowey...?" You said, rubbing your eyes.

"Sorry..." He murmured. "Little help?"

You giggled, despite the rude awakening, and picked Flowey up. Placing him in his small boot again, you yawned and finally noticed the snail pie on the ground, and moving music tinkling from the music box in the corner. You were starving, so you ate the pie, despite the crunchy shells and nasty smells. Flowey cringed.

You made your way towards the closet and looked inside for something suitable to wear. There were white and gray coats and black and red coats. You went with the white coat because it looked fluffier, thus comfier.

Slipping the coat over your head, it fit perfectly and the fluffy hood covered your face like an Eskimo. Pushing the hood back, you giggled, picking up Flowey.

"You ready to go yet?" Flowey asked. You cocked your head.

"Where can we go?"

Flowey face-planted his face into the boot.

"Out of the ruins, of course!"

You made a silent 'O' with your mouth.

"Let's go then!" You exclaimed, grabbing your shoes and socks and putting them on.

"Go where, my child?~" Toriels voice chimed from the doorway. You gulped 2947184718382982 times in 10 seconds flat. Go on. I know you guys are curious. Imagine someone gulping 2947184718382982 times... in 10 seconds flat. (You're welcome NightmareNight147 )