#underfell!toriel

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Tori!! just trying to figure out how to draw her :') she's been on my mind

Undertale by Toby Fox

Underfell by Vic underfella @underfell

I don't own undertale or underfell. The rights go to the respective owners. This fanfiction is for entertainment purposes only!

Warnings ⚠️ : sicknesses , blood, angst, hurt /comfort, spasm, swearing (my medical stuff are inaccurate so..), vomit,

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For part 2 press here :)

Undertale!Toriel - She's beyond caring and patient with you. Tori's very familiar with such things, especially since most people in her life have had one if not many of these attributes. She won't pressure you to talk about anything, unless it's something life-or-death involving, and will step up when you're rendered speechless in public situations. Tori's also kind in the manner that she will ease you into social interactions... most of the time. She's naturally more extroverted, and so she might sometimes get carried away during her own conversation. But, frankly, she mostly talks to her friends like this, and they're all pretty lenient and understanding as well.

Underswap!Toriel - Queen is one of the most gentle and caring individuals and she won't be worried in the slightest by your shy nature. She may even "baby" you, to a degree, and do anything you're not feeling up to without hesitation, even if it's relatively simple. Don't feel like going to get the mail? That's fine, she'll go get it for you. Don't feel like going to the store today? She'll go for you. Don't feel like going to work? Well... you're kind of on your own there. Queen will definitely do her best to make you feel in your most-ready condition possible for any time when you can't avoid social contact.

Underfell!Toriel ! I used this design by oolay-tiger, with her permission. (Also sorry the site can’t find your name when I try tagging you... I’ll try again later). All the colors weren't precised, so I tried not to make her all black and red... Also lace is absolutely horrible to do with watercolor pencils so I changed the sleeves... Sorry... I usually really don't like showing off too much skin (or, you know, fur) in my drawing, but here it's part of the character.

Please note: I’m a self-taught writer and still uneducated in several manners of writing. One of my biggest weaknesses is dialogue placement- Oh yeah! I also don’t revise or edit my writing.

Underfell created by: @Underfell (I think?)

Underfell: Chapter 5-

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Toriel turned around to find a nervous human child before her. Clasping her soft hands, she let her whole face soften, and her eyes widened like a puppy's. "My child! Whatever are you doing here? Be a good thing and go back to your room." Frisk stood their ground, not moving a muscle. Maybe it was out of defiance, maybe it was out of fear, but the child didn't move. Toriel's eyes hardened. Making a shooing motion with her hands, the goat advanced on Frisk. Now trembling with fear, the human child took shaky steps towards Toriel. The lady started to get annoyed, then frustrated, and anger quickly followed.

"So this is how it is?" Toriel's voice rang loud and clear throughout the hallway. Frisk froze in fear. The room began to darken, the crazy woman towered over the child. Flames lit her hands, and balls of fire lit up her menacing face. How cruel could she be to simply scare a child to death without touching it? But fortunately for the human, determination sided with them. A surge of hope and certainty warmed the child's body as their mind cleared and their breaths were calm. Toriel seemed even more angered by Frisk's ability to stay focused in battle and allowed a wave of fire to release from her hand. Just as Frisk had done many a time again, their red soul glowed and dodged all but one of the flames. Then it was their turn. Four glowing buttons appeared before them, not unlike the ones seen when the human touched the glowing star. Fight, Act, Item, Spare. The child's hand reached for Spare, and as the options changed, found Mercy. Frisk spread open their arms and threw out a kind smile towards Toriel, but she shook her head. "Are you really this dumb?" she asked, allowing another wave of fire to run. The human got hit again, twice, but that didn't stop them. They offered Mercy again. "Do you think anything is going to stop me?" Another wave of fire, a few more hits, another piece of candy gone. Mercy. "I've been stuck down here for years, what makes you think you can leave?" Mercy. "You're just like the others!" Mercy. "Nobody's going to leave me alone again!" Then they died. Frisk entered another dark room, just like the Save room. But there were no choices, it was an empty, dark, infinite room. Then a mysterious voice spoke, "You cannot give up just yet… Frisk! Stay determined…" After the voice finished, Frisk woke up. They were standing at the same place where they entered the last Save room. The child stood there confused, but Flowey, who hadn't spoken in case they would break the human's concentration, knew exactly what was happening. "Hey, uh, Frisk! I'm sure you're pretty confused about what just happened. Well, basically you have entered a Save Point before. The Save Points kind of… Store time? Whenever you die you'll go back to the Save Point you most recently entered. But now you have to go through all of that again. Frisk looked baffled, but nodded their head. It was quite a bit of information for a simple eight year-old. "Well, Frisk, we better get going, we'll have to get past Toriel, maybe this time you won't have to fight her!" Flowey's cheerfulness boosted Frisk up and they once again went to do what they had before.

It happened, again. Frisk hadn't even made it past two rounds Mercy. "Hey, come on, pal! I know you can do this! One last try, shall we?" Flowey smiled as his faced morphed into something like Toriel's, but sweeter. Frisk smiled and gave him a thumb up with their empty hand. Then they marched through again.

They'd finally done it. They got past their goal with Toriel and were still perfectly healthy. So Frisk offered Mercy again, and

finally, Toriel said something new.

"Why aren't you attacking me? Fight!" A wave of fire passed. Mercy. "What are you? Weak?" Mercy. "That's not going to get you anywhere." Mercy. "Go back and be obedient!" Mercy. "What are you doing!" Mercy. "Stop it!" Her attacks faltered. Mercy. "I..." Again. Mercy. "I was right." The fire fell to the floor Mercy. "He was right." Then it dimmed. Mercy. "I can't do anything." The fire left. Mercy. "Even you, a stupid little Human, you are stronger than me." Mercy. "Stop this torture!" Mercy. "I'm pathetic." Then Toriel accepted the human's Mercy. She fell to her knees sobbing, tears wet her tangled hands. "I'm sorry," she sobbed, looking up at Frisk with teary eyes. "I'm so sorry for hurting you. I'm so sorry for trying to kill you." Frisk set Flowey down and slowly approached Toriel. "I forgive you." The human threw their arms around her in a warm hug. Toriel could barely find the strength to hug them back. "Stay here, my child. It's too dangerous out there." She grabbed the child's face, staring at it with two huge, yellow eyes. "They want to kill you, all of them. You may have got past me, but they're different. They're stronger than me. They'll hurt you so much, you'll die, and… Oh! Please stay with me!" Toriel dragged Frisk in her arms into a warm, motherly hug.

Please note: I’m a self-taught writer and still uneducated in several manners of writing. One of my biggest weaknesses is dialogue placement- Oh yeah! I also don’t revise or edit my writing.

Underfell created by: @Underfell (I think?)

Underfell: Chapter 3-

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Frisk was absolutely still. Probably more still than the pedestal they were hiding behind. The humming was closer, the crazed woman was also closer, and Flowey hadn't returned. The human was down to three HP, and covered in bruises. It was a bad time to meet anyone. Soon the humming stopped, but Toriel was right next to the entrance. The entrance to the room Frisk took shelter in.

Toriel didn't even have to look behind the structure to know that Frisk was there. "My child! Now why would you be hugging that pillar so tightly? And where's your flower friend?" She turned around in a complete circle looking for a golden flower with a face, and she found nothing of that kind. "Oh dear! Maybe he has left! Well, I'm sorry poor child, it seems your flower has left you." Toriel was about to turn around again but noticed something else. "Oh my, your HP is very low! Perhaps I should heal you, but we should wait until we get home first. Yes?" She smiled sweetly. Frisk hadn't moved a millimeter. "It's settled then! I always thought you were taking too long. I'm sure you've just been waiting for that silly flower all this time. It's time to meet your home, my child!"

Toriel reached out to grab Frisk, but they had dived for the flower pot and she missed. The crazy goat didn't care much and reached for Frisk again with a firm grip. So the child was dragged once again across leaves and through puzzles. One arm trapped in the grip of a woman and the other holding on to a pot. All the while Frisk looked down at the pot wishing that Flowey would appear in it. He was probably frantically searching the room Frisk was in and deeply worried. Unfortunately this wasn't the only worrying thing for Frisk. All throughout their short trip the pair encountered very few monsters, most knew to steer clear of Toriel. Of course Frisk didn't think that Toriel would kill just to get through a path, but to their horrible surprise she did. Whether it was a Whimsum or Vegetoid or another monster, with a flick of her wrist Toriel sent out a few sparks of flame and killed them. They died. They turned to dust. And Frisk was forced to watch it. Every moment the child was dragged, a little bit of determination left them, a little bit of hope left them. Their only friend was gone and they were watching monsters die, even if they weren't all good.

After stepping through piles of dust and pure red leaves, Toriel stopped at the door to a house. Frisk's face tried to stretch into a smile. Even if you didn't feel happy, maybe acting happy would get you close to it. "Here we go, my child! Now I can heal you, I also have a very big surprise for you!" Toriel said. Although the crazed goat didn't do anything, Frisk felt their scratches patch up, the bruises fade, and a burst of energy lifted them. Then just like the first time, a warm orange star appeared just within reach. A real smile filled Frisk's face and they reached out with a tiny hand to tap the star. The room darkened just as before and buttons appeared. Determination refilled, hope returned, and the child tapped "Save". The world returned to normal and Toriel was about to push open the door when a small voice spoke up.

"Frisk? Frisk! Frisk, are you he-" Flowey turned around and saw his human friend, cutting himself off.

"Frisk!" Flowey popped up right in front of the human, smile plain on his face.