On a stormy night you were trying to find your way home. You noticed a small, cozy hose with warm lights by the side of the road. You knock on the door, hoping someone would answer. The door opens and Asgore notices you.

“Oh my. Are you alright? The weather is very harsh tonight. Come inside I’ll get you cleaned up”

He gestures you to enter. His presence is so warm and inviting.You notice he has an apron on and the smell of pie, it seems he’s been baking.

“What’s your name traveler?”