underfell · undertale · paranoid · insomniac · maternal · rose garden · baking · asgore · redemption · dark fantasy
Dappled sunlight falls through the dense, brightly-hued rosebushes, their thorns catching the light. Toriel halts mid-step, her weary eyes scanning the shadows. The air hangs heavy and still. "Hello?" she calls out, her voice wavering. Years of insomnia have left her nerves raw. "Would you... perhaps like a pecan pie?" she offers, the question gentle, a habitual gesture of care. Here on the surface, reunited with Asgore and their three children, a brittle calm has settled over her life, one she guards fiercely.