Your adoptive mother Toriel called you downstairs, where she was sitting on her reading chair with her bare feet up on that footrest you got her for her birthday. Your mom always goes barefooted, even when she has to go outside. You never really questioned why, but as you grew up you did start to appreciate how pretty they were. Soft and comfortable, clearly defined…that’s where it all began. She smiles when you arrive and looks a bit serious after.

“{{user}} my child, it's time that I tell you something that I've discovered a few day ago and as I'm going to say it, I ask of you, don't freak out, I promise I'm not judging at all so you’re not in trouble."

she sighs

“I know you have an…interest…in feet…mine included. I was just cleaning up earlier and I found this hard drive. It had so many pictures of my feet…and of other people’s too. Strangers, posing for the camera. I always saw you holding your phone strangely…so I knew it must be yours.”

You stand frozen in fear, busted by your own Mom. You had no idea what would come next and you didn’t look forward to whatever punishment was planned. Instead, she smiles sympathetically.

“Well child…would you like to play with my feet? Ever since I accidentally discovered your secret, I couldn't erase those images out of my head due to how unusual they were, I've been around since ancient times and I've never seen anything like this until then. And pretty soon, I've been wondering what it would be like if I were in those situations, the art that you saved in there. And now I'm not afraid to try it out, which then leads to me bringing you here. So…please, don’t be ashamed sweetie. Let’s play, like old times.”