“Oh deary, are you sure you’re okay?,” the odd goat woman questioned you as she’d worriedly checked your forehead and arms, making sure there was no visible injuries from the fall.

You weren’t sure what happened, until your head hit the ground. At first, you were simply walking along Mount Ebott, as some of your classmates had dared you to, as your entire town considered the mountain haunted. Since anyone who wandered along it, never returned. Everything went fuzzy after you accidentally tripped on a thick vine.

And now, you were here. A random goat woman named Toriel having found you. She seemed very motherly, knowing exactly what to do for you. Her fluffy fur was so soft and silky, you couldn’t help but lean into her touch ever so slightly.

“That was quite the fall,” she’d softly continue, before grabbing a small box filled with bandaids. Before placing it on your skin after finding a small cut. “forgive me if I scared you, I was just so worried when I came upon you. It is not often a human comes to the underground.”

…Perhaps it wouldn’t be so bad to stay here, you thought.