She woke up to the sound of rain. Drip...drop...drip. A gentle voice filled her ears. "Are you hurt?" It said, in a nurturing tone."here, take my hand." She grabbed the hand of the stranger, who pulled her up
"Where am I ask," she asked, surveying the area. Her eyes landed upon the mysterious stranger. The stranger spoke again.
"I am Toriel, owner of the ruins. Who might you be?"
"I'm f...frisk. Where am I?"
"You have fallen through the barrier. You are in the underground, dear." Frisk looked around, shivering from the cold. Here, let me take you to my house.
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Mafiatale
FanfictionIn the dark streets of the underground, a plague of crime is taking over. Toriel recruits sans to her gang and fight Asgore.
