Board Thread:Roleplaying Boards/@comment-25926749-20160320053617/@comment-25926749-20160320212853

Grillby gave the order to the strange hooded figure. The red bird, serving as a translator, says, "He asks where you're heading, stranger?" Of course, the figure was so busy with the transcation that...

...He didn't even notice he had an admirer.

Frisk awoke from her nightmare, panting heavily. She took a nice long look at the dreary room she was in, thankful for the fact there was light. Springing out of bed, the child walked around, looking at objects belonging to who she assumed belong to the goat mother's child. She wondered where he was...

Toriel had heard Frisk moving around, much to her delight. She quickly grabbed some of the food she made, including her signature Butterscotch Pie, and quietly opened the door to the room.

"Welcome home..." She said, a wide grin appearing on her face. "It's nice to see you're finally awake. Had I not noticed you being hurt by that flower...Oh, never mind that. My name is Toriel, the caretaker of these Ruins."

Frisk seem delighted to finally have met someone friendly in the Underground, so she quickly gave her a small hug. And ate the pie...Poor child was starving, after all.