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Have we possibly met before..?

His voice sounds oddly familiar but I kept on denying it since its impossible for him to survive on the surface.

Am I missing something here..?

"Frisk..?" Toriel snapped me away from my deep thoughts.

"Oh, what was that again?" I smiled, apologetically.

I think I was just imagining things..

I brushed those thoughts and diverted my attention to listen to Toriel again.

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Sans and I have been talking through the door for hours everyday, Well, every time mom leaves, I come downstairs to tell jokes and puns with sans, But sometimes he isn't there, but not that often. He said he's a sentry, a sentry who's on the lookout for humans like me.

It got me thinking...

What if Sans is a bad guy like Flowey?

Is he doing this to lure me out of the ruins?

Well, I guess he isn't that kind of monster. All he says seemed genuine and true.

Ever since I met mom, I start to give my trust to monsters I encounter easily, well, to monsters except Flowey.

Some of them can be trusted if you got to know them.

"I miss them so much." I mumbled, another wave of nostalgia sweeping over me as opened the locket and held it close to my heart.

Toriel seems to fill in the gap of sadness in my heart, I feel the love and care of my parents ever since she treats me as her own child, but, sometimes she gets overprotective that she doesn't allow me to leave the house, unless I'm with her.

I walked into the kitchen and I saw her holding a pie, freshly baked from the oven.

"I cooked some pecan pie, we ran out of stock for the cinnamon and butterscotch. I hope that's okay with you. Come! Let's eat." she beamed as she beckoned me to the dining table.

I sat on the chair and mom sliced the pie and served it on my plate.

I reached for the fork and poked the piece aimlessly, losing my appetite.

"Why aren't you eating the pie my child? Is it burnt?? you can have mine if you want." mom asked, concern gracing her features, gently pushing her share towards me.

"No mom its perfectly baked." I smiled courteously, dismissing her offer.

It's now or never..

"or are you allergic to pecans?? we have some cinnamon buns in the fridge-

"Mom?"

"Yes, my dear?"

"When can I leave the ruins?"

"You don't need to leave my child, this is your home now." Her expression flinching from my question.

"No, its not that I wanted to leave you, its just that...I want to explore the underground." The warm atmosphere seemingly shifted into a tense one.

Don't get me wrong.

I'm aware of the danger behind closed doors.

But, I can't simply stay here and wait till my memories flood back under mundane circumstances.

I guess some exposure to the outside might jog back past memories.

Especially that locket...

I know of the accident,  but before the accident happened

I know nothing...

Toriel is quite possibly the only person out there who cares for me, and I'm wholeheartedly willing to ever so return her motherly gestures.

Staying here all my life inside this quaint home may be what's best for me, I know.

But, that locket...

Surely fate somehow brought me here..?

And I'm willing to know what lies on ahead in the underground and the secrets that taunts me to seek more of it.

"Its too dangerous out there, you can just stay here and read books with me." She gave me a warm smile, her gaze unwavering.

"I can teach you the secret on how to bake a scrumptious pie, how's that sound?"

I can't believe she's dodging my question, and it slightly annoys me.

"But-" she cut me off, as she stood from her chair and eyed me warily.

"Stay here, I will do some important matters." she then left me dumbfounded and speechless.

What important matters should yet be tended to rather than answering my question???

I tried to catch up but she just disappeared in thin air. I went downstairs to check on her if she's there, as I exited the first tall door, I saw Flowey on the patch of grass, the darkness of his presence clawing at me.

A low growl of disgust escaped my throat in disgust and utter annoyance.

"Hiya, Frisk!" he gleefully greeted.

"What do you want, Flowey." I glared at him, knowing that he's playing yet another one of his games with me.

Toying with me till I break

"Oh, I just want to say hi to my best friend." The pitch in his voice taking a shrill turn with each word.

My movements tensed, keeping my guard up as I put a few steps of distance between us. His eyes watching my steps thoroughly with a low snigger, but I held my glare.

"I'm not your best friend and it'll forever stay that way." I snarled, clenching my fists into tight balls.

"Oh, how shameful, I thought we're best friends." he laughed flailing his leaves, seeming to find my response very amusing.

"But, I'm sure someone else would be dying to meet you." He smirked evilly.

"Who?"

"YOUR FATE" Flowey then wrapped me with his big thorny vines from behind, the thorns digging right into my skin. I gasped from the immense pressure as tears brimmed my vision.

"DEATH!" he laughed maniacally, my whole body getting weaker and weaker from his excruciating grasp as the thorns dug into my skin and into my sweater like a poisonous venom.

"You should've listened to your pathetic excuse of a mother!" The laughs and screams echoing in the halls.

"I would always come back for you...D o n 't  f o r g e t."

I struggled to keep to my senses but I failed to endure it longer. Drifting unconsciously, I saw him staring back at me in pure sadism.

|| Toriel's POV ||

"My child? Where are you?" I called, searching through the rooms and the kitchen, but she's still nowhere to be found.

Its been awhile since I left her alone and do I regret leaving her.

There is one place I haven't searched, downstairs where the exit is.

I walked around the place, still no sign of her.

Seeing a lump on the floor, a pang of guilt washed over me.

"Oh my goodness!" I gasped, my gaze falling into her helpless body.

"Who did this to you?!" I exclaimed, checking her wounds and bruises as I came up close, the vines wrapped around her recoiled their way to the ground.

Must be that Flower again...

There were deep scratches all over her body and she was still breathing but it was unevenly slow.

I carried her into her room and started cleaning and patching up her wounds and bruises.

'Poor child' I thought.

Squinting my eyes, I hovered my paws over her, my healing magic seeming to reverse the time before she even had the bruises and wounds.

Her eyes squinting as she winced from my touches.

Momentarily, they started to disappear. Leaving nothing but scars.

I think there's no stopping her to leave the ruins...

Why am I even keeping her here?

Yes, I want to protect her from them, but that doesn't mean I need to keep her here forever.

This isn't a place for children like her to grow up, Curiosity will always show up.

She can protect herself out there, without hurting others. I know this child is different, different in a better way.

She can survive through her DETERMINATION.

|| Frisk's POV ||

I fluttered my eyes open and saw mom, looking worried and melancholic at the same time.

"How wa-" I blinked, checking for any signs of scars and bruises.

"There is nothing to worry about, I healed you." she cut me off in a stern way, her eyes not meeting mine. A look of disdain and anguish on her soft features.

"I'm sorry mom, about wandering off without you knowing." I apologized and hung my head low in regret for making her this worried. It was stubborn to do such a thing.

"Its ok my child." She heaved a long sigh.

"I guess I can't stop you from leaving the ruins."

"No, its okay, I'll stay- "

"You don't need to, I can't keep you here forever, this isn't the right place to raise a child like you, besides, who am I to stop you upon making your own decisions, you should be free." she nonchalantly said, forcing the tears back.

"But-"

"Don't make another decision you'll definitely regret soon, dearie." she warned.

I kept my mouth shut, knowing better that she was right.

I regretted leaving my parents behind...

I regretted choosing the wrong over the right decision...

But,

Will I ever regret choosing to leave her behind..?

A set of tears ran down my cheeks as I flung my arms around her.

"I don't know what to choose anymore..." I mumbled under her purple robe, sniffling.

"Now, my child. Leave me or not. It wouldn't matter." she soothed, rubbing my back in reassurance.

"For me it does..."

"I-I left the people I valued the m-most and I don't w-want to lose y-you too, M-m-mom." I continued, crying harder into her arms.

"I don't w-want to leave someone behind ever a-again...." She knotted her brows, kneeled down to face me and wiped the sides of my red cheeks.

"Now, my child, that is not how it works, the ruins needs me, they need someone to protect and care for them, like how I protected and cared for you." she said, caressing my face gently with a soft smile.

"You'll be fine without me, I would always be with you, as long as you remember me in your heart." She said softly as she pointed to my chest, where my heart should be.

I smiled back at her and we tackled each other into a long and warm hug.

"Thanks for everything, mom." I whispered.

"Thank you too...my child." she said, her eyes brimming with silent tears as she hugged me tight.

"I love you mom." I sniffled.

"I love you too child." she smiled as she wiped her tears away.

"Now, I packed some stuff for you on your journey." she cleared her throat, pretending to be not so emotionally occupied.

She handed me a small red backpack and I slumped it to my shoulders and held her paw while we walked towards the ruin's exit.

Once we got there, she paused and closed her eyes to whisper something I didn't quite understand.

I think it was some sort of spell because the big tight chains of the door suddenly vanished into thin air.

I spared a moment to look at mom for one last time, and waved. "See you later." instead of a goodbye.

She shared the same look and walked back whence she came.

I huffed and pushed the big doors open with all my strength, leaning to it on the process.

I took a big step forward and was met by the cold rustling wind.

This is it.