Undertale: Resurrected

Chapter Two: The Outsiders

To say that the children were confused was an understatement; neither knew what was going on or how to react, especially Frisk, who decided to wait everything out and see if he could learn more by listening to them speak. However, he had a feeling he already knew these kids, the boy faintly recognizing Daya's voice, but he didn't know from where or why Toriel had also called them her children; he assumed he would find out in time.

         Daya and Austin on the other hand, were a confused and nervous wreck, neither knowing what to do or how to handle the situation. They had never spoken to any outsiders before and they had lost their defense, so all they could do was cower in fear. But that didn't mean they didn't hear Toriel's words nonetheless.

         "...H-How are you our m-mom...? You're a... monster." Daya didn't exactly know how else to describe Toriel, seeing as she had never recalled meeting monsters before. The only ones she had seen were in the large picture in the throne room, but after Austin's reaction to the picture, everyone had decided that the strange creatures were as bad as any other outsiders.

         Toriel, on the other hand, was confused. She knew these children; she would never forget them. How did they not know her? "Do you not remember me?" she questioned as she wiped her tears off her face with her paw. "I took care of you in the Ruins when you first arrived. Daya, we cooked together; I taught you my recipe for butterscotch-cinnamon pie. And Austin, we went to the flower bed every day to tend to the golden flowers... Don't you remember?"

         At the mention of their names, Daya frowned as she hugged Austin and watched the goat monster while Austin looked up a little from where he sat, the boy sniffling a bit as he continued to cling to his friend. Both seemed confused by the fact that Toriel knew their names. Maybe she was what she said she was?

         "Do you still like flower crowns?" The question caught Austin's attention immediately, and the boy slowly brought his head up from Daya's sheet before looking down at the flowers he was clutching closely to his chest. He then gazed back up at Toriel, almost as if silently answering a yes; the goat woman, in turn, took this as a good side.

         "I... I can make one for you, with those flowers," Toriel offered, slowly extending her paw to the boy.

         Instinctively, Daya flinched and shrunk away, though Austin didn't follow his friend's movements. In fact, he slowly took the flowers and dropped them in her paw, only to back away a bit as he watched Toriel begin to weave the stems together into the form of a golden flower crown. Austin, intrigued, continued to stare and even approached her to get a closer look, wanting to know how she had done this, and if he could repeat the process himself sometime.

         Once she was done, Toriel smiled sadly at the young boy and held it out to him, knowing that she couldn't just place it on his head instantly given how fearful he and Daya had reacted to her. She hoped Austin would take the flower crown as a sign of trust, and thankfully, he did.

         Hesitantly, the boy reached for the flower crown and placed it on his head, adjusting it around his matted brown hair so that it fit comfortably. His attention was focused mainly on the crown when once again, Toriel spoke.

         "You could never make one without your ribbon..." the woman sniffled, once again wiping a tear from her eyes. But she couldn't help herself when she felt tiny arms try to engulf her in a hug.

         "M... Mommy?" questioned the young boy softly as he continued to cling to Toriel, though all she could do was rub his back as she continuously reassured, "Mother's here," to him.