When I Leave

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Toriel was pulling Frisk along the hall and down the stairs. It was dim, lit with candles on the sides. Suddenly Toriel spoke. "My child, these doors lead out of the ruins, I want you to walk through them. I have never been out, but, I am willing to do it for you. It has been years and I have no idea what has changed." Frisk looks at Toriel in bewilderment, it quickly subsides and she nods at the goat woman. "Okay, Mom. When I get through, do you promise that you will be behind me?" Toriel smiles and nods softly, Frisk steps up to the big purple doors, and pushes them open.

It's cold and windy outside of the ruins, and Flowey is still inside. Frisk turns around and Toriel was behind her. Frisk smiles and questions Toriel. "How does this work, do you like, tell me what to do to see if I have powers?" Toriel snickers and smiles happily, "Yes Frisk, focus on something peaceful. Can you do that?" The girl closes her eyes fully and concentrates on something peaceful. "Are you focusing? Good, now focus on a ball of light, once you have done that, hold out your hand and open your eyes. Concentrate on the ball of light and make it appear in your hand. When it shows up, it should be an element of time, space, Earth, or light." Frisk does what she was asked, and opens her eyes to a squint.
"Mom?" The adult human asks, stepping towards Toriel, "My child, look at yourself!" Toriel squeals, she frantically pulls a mirror out of her purse that was slung over her shoulder. Toriel puts the small silver mirror in front of Frisk. "Hey Frisk, I was looking for you in your room but you w- HOLY CRAP!" Flowey says, popping up from the ground. Frisk was wearing her usual pink and blue crop top and ripped jeans, but that wasn't what troubled Flowey, Frisk had silver and golden horns sticking out of her head, large golden wings dragging on the ground. A tail was sticking out of her pants, a hole from where her tail had emerges from. The tail was silver with a golden tip.
Frisk opens her eyes at the sight before her, nothing about her eyes had changed, they were still a pitch black color, her pupils gold still in the shape of a rose.
She blushed with embarrassment at the two monsters staring at her.
Frisk looked back at the mirror and saw that her blush was silver.
"Frisk, can you fly?" Flowey asks, curiosity taking up his tone.
Frisk wonders this herself. She starts to flap her wings and test it out, she runs and jumps taking off of the ground, she gasps and beats her wings faster. She laughs in excitement. She looks below herself ' wow, everything is so small and pretty from up here..' She thinks to herself. Frisk was flying above an ocean of white and green, the ruins unnoticeable.
Frisk turns around and lands beside Tori.
"Oh Frisk! This is terrific news! You're a dragon! You can't be counted as human!" Toriel says, practically glowing with joy.
"I'm a dragon?!" And with that phrase, Frisk pumped her fist and ran into
Toriel's home.

A month later~

Frisk had grown tired of the ruins and wanted to leave, Flowey had said that he was bored of the same scenery.
"Hey Mom?"
"Yes Frisk?"
"Can I ask you a question?"
"Of course you can, dear."
"Can I leave the ruins?"
"Uhm.. Y-yes, if that's what makes you happy. When you do, I ask of one thing."
"Yes?"
"Visit me in your spare time, by foot or wing."
Frisk nods, and Toriel starts to tear up. "Oh, Mom! Please don't cry! I can stay for another day!" Frisk says, her voice edged with worry. "No my child, I was a fool to think that this life would be enough to satisfy you.." Toriel says, rising up from the table, she ran over to Frisk and hugged her.
"Thank you for the time we have spent together, you are an adult woman. And I need to realize that. You will have a special place in my heart, your clothes are on your bed, there is a brown satchel in the closet, full of your needs. A hair brush, a tooth brush, and a necklace with a picture of us and all of your friends." Toriel says meekly, Frisk hugs Toriel, and runs to her room gathering up her clothes along with the satchel. Frisk runs down the stairs, closing the door on her way out.
Frisk stops in front of the purple double doors. She looks back and walks forward.

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