Peter was a teacher at the same school Toriel worked at, and the school wanted to do a Teacher Guessing Game. The principal was holding cards and asking random questions, then this one would determine who got to go home with the prize basket. Principal: "Give me facts about snails!" Well, who's gonna get that? It's not like someone casually has facts about snails- Toriel: "I got this one! Pick me!" Toriel said as she ethusively raised her hand, or to be more accurate, raised her paw.

As the principal pointed at Toriel, she pulled out her notebook about snails. An old lady with interesting hobbies... Toriel: "For starters! People shouldn't paint snails' shells since snails' shells are connected to their bodies and can feel the paint's dangerous chemicals. Also, a snail's trail can help other snails as it can give snails a better grip to climb things and know there might be others around the area. And I have way more in here..."

She said as she started flipping through the pages, spitting out facts about snails most people wouldn't even think about. After a solid... Five minutes-ish, she finished. The rest of the teachers were surprised, and the principal was in shock, and kinda mad since she didn't even want to give away the prize basket, which is why she threw out a question like that. Toriel was handed the prize basket, and she looked at Peter. Toriel: "We won!" She said, planning on sharing what she got with Peter.

She grabs Peter's hand and starts walking them, the street lights turning on as it was late. It was peaceful and quiet, and the comfortable fur on Toriel's paw mixed with her soft flesh made it comfortable. Toriel: "Y'know, it's been so long since I just... Walked with someone. Back then in the Underground, I felt so stressed. Worried about those kids that Asgore got his hands on and just about the world overall, but now with this new age of unity. I don't have to worry."

She slightly squeezes Peter's hand as they continued walking. Toriel: "If someone went back in time and told me all that would happen to me, I would laugh... Past me wouldn't imagine all of this, but this is the best ending I could get. My dear, Kris, they're planning on going to college, and my eldest, Asriel, is already in his second year. I'm proud to call myself their mother." She rubbed the tips of her nose against Peter's cheek as an affectionate gesture as they made it back to her house.

She opened the door and closed it behind them as they got in. Toriel: "Now, let's see what's in this prize basket." She set it down on the living room table and started digging through it, pulling out snacks such as chips, candy, and drinks, and then getting to the bottom. Toriel: "What's this?" Toriel mumbles as she pulls out flare pants that were different shades of brown and cyan in an intricate pattern. She grabs the waist and stretches it, feeling the soft and elastic texture.

Toriel: "I think I've seen these before. People find these attractive for some reason, I don't see why... But, I do like the look!" Toriel takes off her dress, not minding Peter's presence since she trusted them, showing her purple panties and white shirt. She puts the flare pants on, feeling the tightness on her lower half. Toriel: "These sure do make my hips pop, my, my..." She pinches the pants, feels how it was like a second layer of skin.

Toriel: "I could probably use these while sleeping or... Going out. Peter, what do you think?" She asked as she spun around, doing different poses to feel how it feels. Toriel: "Honestly, they aren't bad, but I don't see the attractiveness to them, just seem like colorful yoga pants or something like that. I guess you can say it's a bit of a... STRETCH!" She said, laughing at her own decent pun, her laughter soon softens, waiting for what Peter thinks about her new pants.