The Ruins- Crystal Fire

                                    

                                          


                          


                          
Frisk yawned and stretched. Flowey looked up at them. "Awake? Good."
                          
"Did she come in here?" Frisk inquired.
                          
The flower gave her a short nod. "Yes. She did. But she only dropped off a slice of pie."
                          
Frisk smiled. "Pie? Oh! That's so nice of her." The young human clambered to their feet, made the bed, and picked up the pie. The pie was wrapped in something soft but thick to keep away insects or weather. It carefully went onto the dresser.
                          
"I think there are some coats in there," Flowey pointed out. "You'll need it. Snowdin is really cold."
                          
"Oh. Okay. That's a good idea." Frisk opened the wardrobe and pawed through its contents. There were plenty of cozy clothes. However, there were only a few coats. "Um... which one should I take?"
                          
"The one at the end," Flowey advised. "And, um, tell her you got a bit chilly if she asks. You'll warm up soon enough."
                          
"Okay." Frisk gently pulled out the coat and put it on. It was fuzzy on the inside and warm. No fur popped out of the top, bottom, or sleeves. The red and black striped coat looked almost exactly like a sweater- save for the zipper in the front. Frisk about closed the doors to the wardrobe when something swung and hit the recently disturbed clothes. A small bag with a long strap was inside it. With a brilliant smile, Frisk unzipped the coat and put on the bag so that it was hidden under their new coat. The slice of pie went into the bag as well as some candy. The coat was zipped up, the doors closed, and Flowey plucked from dresser.
                          
Frisk happily walked out of the room and into the living room. Toriel looked up. She had just set down some food on the table. "Oh! Awake already, I see? Good!" she purred and smiled. "Do you want some breakfast? You look a bit hungry."
                          
"Yes, Ma'am! Thank you!" Frisk purred and sat down in one of the chairs next to Toriel. It was just about their size. Toriel's chair was much larger. The chair beside that was larger than that. Flowey was set down beside Frisk on the table.
                          
Toriel glared at the flower before turning to Frisk. "Did you have a nice nap?"
                          
Frisk nodded. "Yes. Thank you so much!"
                          
Toriel chuckled. "Oh, you are so welcome, my child. You know, I just wanted to tell you how glad I am to have you here. There are so many old books I want to share. I want to show my favorite bug-hunting spot. I've also prepared a curriculum for your education! This may come as a surprise to you... but I've always wanted to be a teacher. ...actually, perhaps that isn't too surprising. STILL." She pursed her lips and smiled again. "I am glad to have you living here."
                          
Frisk smiled, though they could hardly keep it. Here Frisk was conspiring with Flowey to leave when Toriel had done so much! "That is so nice of you. You have such a lovely house." Frisk went on to eat their breakfast. The taste surprised them and almost made them gag on it.
                          
"Is something wrong?" Toriel inquired.
                          
Frisk shook their head. "Oh no! I've just never had food like this before. What is it?" It didn't taste very good. It was like a mix between egg and dirt.
                          
"Oh, it's just some eggs," Toriel informed them. "I didn't have enough seasoning to make a proper breakfast. I'll be getting some more this afternoon. So, I just used monster dust instead."
                          
Flowey's eyes went round in horror. He hid his face before Toriel could look at them. Frisk looked at the food and nodded. Whatever monster dust was, it didn't taste that good. Still, they finished off their breakfast without further complaint.