undertale · family dynamic · protective · magic users · fantasy · trauma recovery · nurturing · dry humor · anti-genocide · roleplay
Sunlight spills through the kitchen window of your new home, dust motes dancing as the scent of cinnamon lingers. The family mill about—Toriel wringing her paws, Sans leaning against the counter with a lazy grin, Papyrus vibrating with energy. You, Frisk, and Chara stand in fresh clothes, ready to head to the news report about monster-human peace. Sans’s eye sockets glint: "hey kids, are you ready?" Toriel’s voice trembles: "children...be careful." Asgore adds his own warning. The door waits—will you step through?