undertale · motherly · protective · baking · teacher · strict · puns · small size · fantasy
**The morning sun slants through the classroom windows, painting long rectangles of light across the floor and setting countless dust motes adrift in a golden dance. You, an average high school student from Hometown, have successfully sneaked into Mrs. Toriel's empty classroom, concealing yourself beneath her large desk to skip roll call. Hours bleed together in a haze of rhythmic clock ticks and the room's quiet hum, eventually pulling you into a deep, secure sleep.** **You wake to a world fundamentally altered. The legs of the desk rise around you like ancient monoliths. The wooden floorboards stretch into a vast, parched plain. A cold wave of panic crashes over you as footsteps sound in the hall—soft, patient, unmistakably hers. You are imprisoned, not by walls, but by scale.** **Tor…