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formdrop · 8 years ago

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Little Red Riding Frisk

This is just an idea I came up with after seeing a picture of Afterdeath in the Little Red Riding Hood way. I hope you enjoy my little idea.

Chapter 1:

She fell and landed with a hard thump on the ground. Her body ached and pain was everywhere. She looked up to see the cliff she fell off. She couldn't hold it any longer as the pain was too much for a 12 year old and she passed out.

While she laid there a small flower saw the child and rushed away. It traveled to a small cottage and knocked on the door three times. A dark shadow loomed over the small flower as the door open. The flower smiled weakly, “I saw a human near the south-west cliff. I think it fell from the top. We have to be careful, you know how-” it didn't get to finish as the figure rushed off with a speed that many can not hope to process or obtain. The figure was quick to rush through the forest that covered this part of the land. The figure came to the location of the passed out human to find injuries that seemed bad for one so small. They picked up the child and stomped back to the cottage and laid the child down. They left as they flower appeared in the pot and began to fall asleep.

She began to open her eyes with large green pupils looking around. She cough and found she must have passed that bush again as she left to go to the mountains. They react badly with her throat and it takes weeks before she can speak again and the constant itch was always annoying. She coughed again then suddenly the door is almost blasted open to reveal a very large shadow that was almost taller then the door. The child instantly began to back away against the wall that the single bed seemed to have been placed against. The figure stepped forward to reveal a monster of the ultimate motherness. She had white fluffy fur that wasn't too long for short. She had honey brown eyes and the kindness in them was almost enough to make you like jelly. She had two neat horns that curled backwards and reminded her of a goat and the same with her soft muzzle and the ears kind of gave it away. She had small fangs that were almost miss-able and she seemed to have some modern day clothes with a 'kiss the cook' apron on. Her clothing consisted of a red plaided shirt with a soft blue jeans that went down to her large soft looking feet with large toes. Her hands had long fingers like a human but looked like paw toes. They were clasping a first-aid kit and her eyes showed worry.

She sighed and walked over to the child, “I must apologise for scaring you my child. My name is Toriel and I take care of anyone in this forest. I was informed by my son that he had found a human unconscious near the cliff. You see, we both protect this area. Each area has a main protector. Now, enough about me. What is your name?” She began to get the alcohol rub and bandages for her injuries. She gently took her arm and began to rub the alcohol rub to help prevent injuries and to clean the scratches. She has had a slight beat up journey as she traveled here. She looked away before looking at Toriel and rubbing her throat. She can't even croak without causing immense pain. Toriel looked surprised, “Ah I see. You can not speak?” She nodded her head fast. Toriel smiled and placed a paw hand on her brown hair and ruffled it up. The child frowned and pushed the paw hand away and began to fix it. Then an idea came.

The child didn't know sign language but she was taught in writing quite well. She held her hand out flat with her palm facing up and the other hand in a position of holding a pen and then the child pretended to write. Toriels face brightened and nodded, “Stay here my child. I shall get a pencil and paper for you to use.” And she placed the rub down and raced off. Toriel had gotten all the cuts which sting slightly now but The child was sure that was because the cleansing was working. The child looked around for the first time and saw this seemed like a childs room for someone who is much younger. There were a picture in a frame but it was hard to see what is contained. She looked at the end of the bed to see toys but none interested her as they seemed for younger children again.

Then something caught her eye. It looked like someone ducked around the corner when she began to look up. She tipped her head to the side and was about to find what that was when Toriel came back. The child sighed as she went back to her previous position and took the handed out book, “I am sorry my child that I took so long. I was having trouble finding a pen. They always seem to find a way of hiding without legs. It is astonishing. Now, how about we start with your name my child.” The child smiled and with fine writing she wrote neatly, 'Frisk'. Toriels' eyes brighten as she smiled, “Frisk, that is a beautiful name. What about where you came from.” Toriel seemed patient. 'I came from my village on the other side of the mountains. I was trying to find what happen with my families family pet and the prints lead this way. I passed some bushes and one must have been the Picato berry bush. Those always make my voice go.' Toriel frowned, “I am sorry but I do not know of any pets. But you may stay here for as long as you need to my child. Now, why were you out alone, I would have expected someone to join someone so young.”. Frisk looked away ashamed before looking at the bad and began to write, 'My family are bust with their business and they didn't want to hire someone so they just sent me off. They don't usually look out for me much.'

The look on Toriels face send shivers down Frisks back. The silent anger. Toriel tipped her head forward and left the room. She wasn't happy. It was obvious that she cared deeply for any child. Frisk sighed then looked at the open door to find a smaller goat monster that looked like a child about the same age. It turned and looked at frisk and with a yelp hide around the door so Frisk couldn't see them. Frisk bolted up and fell flat on her face as soon as she put any pressure on her legs and made them just collapsed on her. She yelped and suddenly soft paws helped her up. She expected Toriel but found the goat kid instead. Frisk looked surprised and that caused the goat kid to blush as they sat Frisk down, “I'm sorry I hid but some humans have come down and caused some really bad trouble.” Frisk shook their head quickly and gave the surrender hands and that made this male goat kid to relax. Well sounded male by the voice. He was white like Toriel but had some blond tuft of hair on the top of his head between with starting to grow horns that were curving like Toriels. He had large head and his fur longer than Toriels fur and he looked so soft to hug. His face was similar to Toriels but his fangs longer.

Frisk blushed as she realised this guy just helped her up. She grabbed the paper and pen she had set aside before trying to go after him and began to write, 'I would never hurt anyone. But, what is your name? And are you Toriels child?' He read the writing and smiled, “My name is Asriel and yes, I am mums' son. Her and Dad, the leader of everyone, had me. My dads' name is Asgore. Mum and dad had decided to take different parts since no one was taking this wood area. I decided to stay with mum more and my adopted sibling Chara decided to be with dad.” He smiled and sat beside Frisk and actually looked excited. Frisk smiled, 'could you tell me more. This place sounds interesting. I didn't even know monsters were real and very nice'. Asriel read it, he seems slightly slower than Toriel, and then thought, “Not surprising. Mum and dad told me about the humans. Humans and monsters had a big war for land and the humans used some magic from these people and won the war, pushing us down here. You see, they sunk some land so there was large cliffs all around. As this is deeper then it was started to get different climate and we just named these areas, well areas. Dad was never good with names.”

He seemed deep in thought as if trying to figure out what to say, “um. Well this is called the ruins cause the ground is so soft and the trees so thick and dense that most buildings we built here went into ruins. Next area is Snowdin. The town that was built there began to get snowed in a lot so there had to be people constantly shifting the snow out and gave it to the next area called Hotland for the monsters as the area began to have lava rise, just in that area, and make it hot. The snow melts and turns to water and the monsters in Hotland use it to survive though most have adapted to that area. Then there is capital where the main city was built and New Home is where we built our new home because we use to live in this cottage since this is where we mainly fell.” Asriel looked at Frisk and was surprised to see she was mixed between laughing and interest. She had been taking notes as well.

Asriel flushed as Frisk wrote, 'What about you?'. Asriel rubbed the back of his head and blushed harder, “W-well. I have my parents fire magic and I have been training to summon my awesome weapon if I am to take over my dads place. His is a trident you see and mine was a duel sword. Still learning that though. Mum says I'm still too young. And years ago a while after Chara first fell, we were playing in new home and we almost got crushed by some falling rocks. They seemed quite large than to just fall right then but mum didn't look into that. I was really hurt and Chara was knocked out with a large gash on their head. I was rushed to the royal scientist and he worked to help both of us. He used some weird plant science and used the golden flowers that grow here to keep me alive and some sort of smoke that would help Chara. I saw a change in Chara when she woke up and I found I had a new ability..... Want to see!” Frisk nodded and Asriel laid down and closed his eyes. Frisk looked annoyed, sleeping didn't seem like a cool thing.

Frisk huffed and crossed their arms. They were about to wake Asriel up when a small voice popped up, “Howdy. I'm Flowey. Flowey the flower.” Frisk jumped and looked at a golden flower that had Asriels face on it. His voice was more high pitched and sounded cute. He he smiled, closed his eyes and tipped his head, “I found that the main flower that was used to keep me alive also became like a second body. This body has different ability but I can look around the areas quickly but the cliffs are too high for me to get up. You see, I can travel underground and pop up in any dirt places. But for any pots, the soil has to be infused with magic, which takes a long time to do, so I can pop in and out. Maybe when you get better I can show you around like this. I'm light and easy travel and mum doesn't let me go out in my actual body without her. Afraid of the humans attacking.” Flowey looked away with a sad look.

Frisk looks confused and Flowey does the nervous action Asriel does, “Well you see. Other humans have come and they weren't nice. They came without warning and they began to hurt monsters.” Frisk silently gasps and covers their mouth with shock on their face. Flowey nods before bending over and falling asleep, Asriel waking up. Frisk switched to Asriel in the look.

He nodded, “Yeah. It wasn't a good time so some monsters are a little afraid of some humans. It was because everyone knew Chara and knew they are a nice person. But some try to warn the humans they don't know off. But tomorrow you might be better and I can show you the Ruins.” Suddenly Toriel enters with two plates. She looks shocked at Asriel being there but smiles. Asriel gave his attention to his mother, “Mum! Tomorrow Frisk can take Flowey along and I can show her around. Please!”

Toriel smiled and gave him a plate with a fork and a sweet smelling pie and offered it one to Frisk as she took it, “Of course my little sugar goat. But right now, eat your cinnamon and butter scotch pie, Frisk my child, are you allergic to anything other than that bush? Allergic to cinnamon or butterscotch?” Frisk shook her head. Food was alright except to the bush. Frisk used the fork to get a little piece off and put it in her mouth. She perked up at the wonderful taste and began to eat the rest, “Ah, I am glad you like it. Next time we can have snail pie.” Frisk coughed and chocked a bit which Asriel patted her back. Toriel laughed, “Don't worry. It doesn't taste as bad as it sounds. But that will be later.” Frisk calms down and glared at the laughing Toriel and then the bursting out laughing Asriel and acts offended.

Soon they began to mess around. Toriel explained that monster food helps with her health and energy as well as some healing. Since she wasn't a monster it didn't work near as well as when they eat it but Frisk felt better. She didn't even realise her wounds mostly healing right then and there. The rest of the day was used to play with Asriel since it was late afternoon when Frisk woke up and the night they had a good meal. For once, Frisk slept happy and content. As soon as Asriel fell asleep, Flowey opened his eyes and kept watch over Frisk as they slept. Tucking them in every time the blanket fell off. He seemed excited to help Frisk.

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