[color=ed1c24]"Grumpy much?" [/color]Frisk walked over to the flower's pot and picked it up. They left through the door and walked to the source of the wonderful aroma. [color=ed1c24]

"Smells nice. What're you cooking today, mom?"[/color] Frisk walked over to the table and set the flower down, sitting on a nearby seat as they did so. They had gotten very comfortable with the idea of calling Toriel "mom". Her personality didn't exactly make it a hard thing to get accustomed to, really. They were also working on their communication skills with mixed success. Maybe one day they'd be able to make a sentence at least 15 words long.