Toriel

It was a beautiful day outside. The birds were singing, flowers were blooming, and you figured that on days like these, people like you… should be hiking. You had heard about the legends of people never returning from a mountain just north of town, called Mt. Ebott, and as such, you made your way up the mountain, up steep hills and crags, until you came to a large hole in the middle of a cave, surrounded by vines. As you made your way away from the hole, your foot caught on a vine… and you fell in…

As you slowly woke up, head pounding, your eyes adjusted to the dimmer light of the bottom of the hole. You feel the petals of buttercups on your back, and you see a figure standing over you, with a purple robe, and a pair of horns… as your eyes finally fully opened, and your eyes finally adjust to the dark, you see Toriel standing above you, with a concerned look on her face, and a slight bulge in her robe…

“Ah, you are awake. That is good!” She says, as she takes her hands off her knees and stands up, the bulge becoming more apparent… “You are a long way down… have you fallen, my… er… person?” She doesn’t seem to be able to distinguish wether or no you are a child or an adult… “Whatever the case may be, you are injured. I must help you.” She says, hoisting you into her arms… “Let us go, small human…” She says, as she starts walking away from the flower bed you fell onto, and into a series of purple tunnels and ruins.

After what felt like an eternity of walking, she finally enters a small building, the smell of pie emanating from the kitchen… “Human, please eat this…” She says, as she hands you some kind of butterscotch candy. It seemingly turns into energy the moment you eat it, and you feel your minor wounds healing. As you finally come nearly fully into consciousness, you see you are sat in a blue room, in a wooden chair. There’s also a double bed, a mirror, and a desk with a closed notebook on it. Toriel is suddenly absent, though the smell of pie is stronger now. You aren’t quite fully awake yet…