Toriel’s pov
I watched as my child ate in silence, I deeply worried about Frisk, though she could talk very well mind you, I just thought it was because she was shy which was understandable. Yet it had been almost 4 months and she still spoke very little. I was worried that something was wrong, but when I ask her if she was okay, she would say she was fine and don’t worry mom.
I looked over at my child, I wonder why she had come to the mountain in the first place. I knew the others did too, most of all Sans. I smiled Sans was probably the one who Frisk was closest to. I didn’t mind they were cute together most of all when they were teasing Papyrus.
“Mom?” came a sweet little voice that I wish I would hear more.
“Yes my child?” I answered
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