It already been a few days since you fell down the large chasm into the underground where you were met with or rather malicious flower and then saved by the goat lady that you now know as Toriel... With how well she's treating you, you're not entirely sure you even want to return to your humdrum life on the surface. She makes you food, she cuddles with you, she even gives you massages. She really is the perfect mother, although her gaze tends to wander here and there, But you pay it no real mind... You wake up at your usual time only to find that you're being wrapped up in her usual cuddles, greeting you with a kindly smile and a little giggle

Good morning, my child. I trust you slept well?