I'm Not Normal! (Undertale)

Chapter One: No!

"No! Not again! You've only just got to the surface!" My mum cries, cradling me in her arms, passing me over to a dark figure. I cry as I don't know who this figure is.

"She isn't even 2 months and you're missing her birthday and raising her." My mum sighs, getting me back from the figure. She places me in the cot and stands up to hug the figure.
"I'll miss you, G" She hugs the figure; she looks over at me, close to tears. "Don't forget her, OK?" She asks the figure, the mysterious shadowy figure nods, picking me up out of my cot, I get held closely to the figure's body, feeling its warm presence; I snuggle closer to the figure, never wanting to let go.

My mum takes me back into her arms and cradles me carefully, I look into her eyes and I feel as if I need to play 'boop' with her nose, I try to reach her face to try and boop her nose, like she dies with me, but with her but the light reflects many beads rolling down her cheeks, I draw my hand back. She gasps and looks at my hands. "Umm, G, you may want to look at this." Mum gets more tears rolling down her cheeks. The figure looms over me, looking at my hands.
"Hehe, that'll be how you can remember me..." He mentions my mum choked out a small laugh through her tears.

"You didn't do it just then, did you?" She whispers. The figure shakes his head.
"It's all natural, I've done nothing" It spoke, sounding quite harsh but yet soft. The figure starts to walk to the porch; my mum and I follow behind.

"How did monsters even get banished back underground?" My mum asks.
"They found out how we broke the barrier, with the fallen human souls... They called us murderers as a whole, as if every monster contributed. But we didn't..." The figure replies.
"Go and tell them that then!" My mum shouts. "Show them that you're not bad!" She continues. "You didn't kill anyone!" The figure bows his head.
"Oh my God! YOU DID?!" She shouts with anger.
"Not really! I just helped Asgore with research." He answers the question. I can see mum sigh in relief.

"I just... Can't believe after all the work that you've done to get out, you're going back down there." More tears roll down the cheeks of my mum. "When do you all have to be back down there by?" She asks.
"The end of tonight or we get executed" My mum gasps and looks at the clock. Her face instantly goes into a scared look.
"As much as I want you to stay, I can't let you go in that way!" She says.
"Goodbye!" My mum gives a hug to the figure while still cradling me in her other arm.
"See you later..." The figure spoke and gave my mum a piece of paper. He bends down to me and plants a small kiss on the top of my forehead. "See you later, Georgia. I'll always remember you..." The figure whispers to me. "And to you, Jo... I love you and always will... I'm not saying goodbye because we will meet again!" The figure spoke towards my mum. He starts walking off then just disappears.

"See you later. Does he not know how strong the barrier is?" My mum cries, I try and boop her nose again but she just bursts out in more tears. She places me back into my cot. She walks into the kitchen and cries. I hear a popping sound and my mum returns from the kitchen with a bottle of wine in her hand.
"I can't believe that's happened again! Ugh! They've been trapped down there for over thousands of years; they only have one year up here then get forced back down there." She holds the bottle almost vertical to her body which is lay down on the sofa, her tears taking away any causes of alcohol.

My mum leaves the finished bottle on the floor and lies down on the sofa. A sudden moment of realization crosses her mind. "He named her after a font. My daughter is name after a bloody font" She sighs. "It's bloody beautiful!" She smiles. "But no one will suspect that it's a font; just a normal, child's name." She mutters to herself as if she was supporting herself through this tough time.

She places the empty bottle in the recycling bin. "I can't believe my daughter has holes in her hands!" She groans and picks me up, tracing her pointing finger around the edges of the holes, holding my body close to her.
"I hope he never forgets you." She wipes her tears away. She sits me on her lap and fiddles with her ring, probably from the figure. She twists it around her finger, loosening the grip on it, allowing it to slide off with ease.

She sobs as she examines the ring before throwing it across the room.
"It's OK Georgia. We'll get through this! We can be a two woman family!" My mum forces out a choked laugh. I look her in the eyes, her dark blue eyes, just staring inti them makes me feel safe and secure, knowing that my mum will never allow me to any trouble.

I give a small hug in her shirt, signaling that I would like some food. Mum gets up and walks into the kitchen, bringing back a small bowl with a plastic spoon. She scoops a small amount of the bowl's contents onto the orange, plastic spoon, pretending that it's an aero plane, soaring through the air, landing in my mouth. I instinctively close my mouth and take in the flavour of banana and swallow the mushed up fruit; opening my mouth in hope for some more food.

After I get fed all of the food, I feel full up and feel myself start to sleep on my mum's lap. She meant into me and hugged me until we both eventually fell asleep.