undertale scenarios/preferences

Meeting them part 2

Asgore

     Sighing you sat on a branch slowly swaying back and forth.  Not caring if the blood dripping from one of your wings landed on someone. Honestly a little angel hybrid blood never hurt anyone. Despite humans believing that angels were good others avoided you constantly believing you were also an omen of death or a soul collector of sorts. Priests wouldn't even come near you unless they asked if you were sent by god to bless them. Ridiculous. Your father wasn't allowed to come down from the heavens this time to assist you. By Grandpas name! Uriel that maniac of an angel surrounded him in holy oil so of course he couldn't help you. Who gave him holy oil in the first place. Seriously.

     While continuing to ramble on in your mind you didn't hear a certain past tense king of monsters shout in alarm at the sight of you. He ran under the branch you were residing in and looked at your wounds in worry. Eventually noticing him you leaned down only for him to reach for you. Sitting back up you watched confused.

     " W What are you doing up there?! How did you get hurt? Come down before you bleed to death!"

     Being slightly shocked by his actions you spoke.

     "You are not..............afraid of me?"

     He looked at you in confusion now too.

   "D Does the wound not hurt? And why would I be afraid? Especially with the large amount of blood you've lost!"

     Looking down you see your blood collected into quite the puddle. 

    "Oh that well I have congenital analgesia or the inability to feel pain along with the incapability of dying. So im merely waiting till the hole goes away so I can fly to heaven again. As for fearing me most fear the possible powers I may have, or don't have, believe im a sign of death, or a soul collector. Or simply believe they are not pure enough to be in my presence. As of how I got injured a certain hunter has a grudge against angels and believed for a while I was the real deal so .............. shoot the wing cant go to heaven. He tried using holy oil on me as well but it has no effect on me for some reason."

     The monsters jaw dropped in shock hearing my explanation. Then it switched to amazement. Smiling he spoke.

     "While its good to hear your not in pain I would very much appreciate it if you came down from there so I could atleast patch your wing so it can heal faster. If possible I would like to share some tea with you as to know your history better and in return share mine and my species history in return."

     Thinking for a moment you nodded monster history was somewhat of a mystery to angels. If possible you could bargain with the information you collect for your fathers freedom. Grandpa knows he has to be with those two hunters as much as possible lately. Most angels don't agree with what father does but even I wont argue with him. Jumping down from the branch you smiled at the tall minotaur like monster. He spoke reaching out a hand.

   "May I ask your name milady?"

     Reaching out you accepted his hand smiling happily.