Board Thread:Roleplaying Boards/@comment-27715696-20160201040822/@comment-26953719-20160210004431

"Good morning, my child." Toriel said as she walked to the table, setting a snail pie down in the center of the table. She got Frisk a plate, a fork, and a knife (that she was rather hesitant to give to them after last night.) as she sat down across from them. "Did you get a good rest, my child?" She asked.