Toriel, Asriel and Chara had been staying with the skeletons for a week.

The two kids didn't mind. They also gave up asking about Asgore after being given the cold shoulder a few times.

They were soon getting used to being with the fun skeleton brothers, no matter how loud Papyrus yelled or how cringy Sans' puns were.

Gaster wasn't really pleased with them though. Sure, he puts on a good mask, but Toriel could tell the look in his eyes weren't love for her children.

It was hatred.

They argued about it when the children were asleep, but Toriel lost the battle.

- - - - -

On the ninth day of their stay, Toriel decided to bring the kids on an outing to Waterfall while Gaster was at work.

She brought a picnic basket filled with butterscotch-cinnamon pie, spaghetti, 2 bottles of ketchup, a stash of chocolate and a thermos of tea.

She showed them the echo flowers, the flowers that squeak and glow when you touch them, etc.

All things magical about the place.

Even the cute Temmies. Especially the one that desperately wants to go to college.

- - - - -

The skeletons befriended a fish girl and a lizard girl while they were playing with the echo flowers. Asriel and Chara were busy poking the glowing flowers, giggling when it made a squeak. Toriel's heart softened at the sight, but she brushed the feeling away, making sure this red herring didn't deter her from her mission.

She was determined, after all.

She led Asriel and Chara to see a cute little bird that helps monsters to fly over a very short gap. They ran ahead of her to see the little fellow.

When they neared the river, Toriel pushed them in.

She gripped their small, slender necks, one in each hand.

Funny how her loving touch can turn into a death grip.

She heard their necks crack, just a tiny bit. Then more. It was a sickening sound, but she was too far gone to stop now. Cutting off their oxygen supply slowly, crying as she did this. They cried too, their pleas getting more raspy at the slow rate of their death.

Were they pleading for a faster death, or a chance at life? Who knows.

Their thrashing bodies slowing down, losing the life in them. Their souls cracked slowly, like their delicate necks, before breaking completely, into a thousand pieces.

They were dead.

She wasn't sad. She just felt numb. She did it. She got rid of them.

But she didn't know that the same skeleton that overheard her conversation with his father on their first night had seen - witnessed - this horrifying scene.

- - -

Poor Papyrus.

Papyrus, young and innocent,
Seen something he shouldn't.