The motherly goat monster, by the name of Toriel, quietly carried the young child through out the Ruins. While the, not so quiet, flower continue threatening her ears off.
"Dear child, what...who is this flower monster I'm helping you drag along?"" He's Flowey, Flowey the flower, and he's my best friend," the little girl simply stated.
Hearing Toriel's worry, the corridor became quiet, cold and still. A mysterious chill started to loom all around them as Flowey 's face started to contort into a most sinister of smiles."Why..." he whispered, "do I scare you. When your not looking, when you turn your back for one moment from the brat, I......will...kill---" But before he could finish his threat, the air in the room shifted. For the air became thick, from fear to one of rage, from a chill to a scorching feeling that filled your lungs. For what the flower saw upon Toriel's face, was pure rage, as if daring him to to finish his sentence. " Hee..heh, kill time? That's what I was trying to say! I'm only going to play safe non dangerous games with the kid, nothing else!" Satisfied with his response Toriel continued their journey through the Ruins.
Passing various rooms, puzzles and monsters, Toriel didn't utter a single word. Confused by this, Flowey started to question her actions."What are you doing? Aren't you supposed to show her how things work around here, how to take care of herself!? How is she supposed to know how to confront monsters if you don't show her!?"
"Simple, little flower, I will not let her out of my sight."
"WHAT!?? You're really just gonna carry her all the way home!!"
"But of course I am. She is just a small child. As small as a baby."
"I'm not a baby" spoked softly the small child.
"Of course your not a baby, your a big girl---"
"Please don't patronize her" grumble the frustrated flower. Soon they passed a large bare tree, with the blackest of wood, surrounded with red leaves and in front stood a small house. Flowey started to notice that being alone with the little girl was going to be harder then he thought. Toriel is basically going to keep her tucked away, he thought. "Just admit it, you just want to keep her locked up, dont'cha."
"Of course not!" Toriel was outraged by his assumption, "just...till she's older". They entered her home, passed the foyer, and stopped in front of a door that led to the child's new room. But before Toriel could even show the child her surprise, she found out that she was already asleep. "Oh well" Toriel simply stated, as she gently started to tuck the small child in her new bed. Giving her a small kiss on the forehead, she gently brushed her hair away from her small face and wished her sweet dreams. Guessing that now that she was alone with the small flower, she could question him about a few things. But as soon as he turned around she found out that he too fell asleep. Sighing, she went and retrieved a small pillow for the small flower. Later, she thought, later she'll ask him. As she slowly made her way to the kitchen, she could barely hear the flower's whisper.
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Brokentale: Underlost Losttale
FanficWhat if a small strange looking child, was curious enough to follow two equally strange skeletons through a mysterious portal that led to an unknown universe? Bonbon, a strangely young child, goes to a land were she must face many dangers. Befriendi...