【自留】Fallen From Grace by V(31)

"Thank you, Toriel," I say, resting the fork on the plate next to the disembowelled pie.
"You shouldn't thank us, my child," she goes on, "We did only what we had to." I can't help but smile.
"I should still thank you," I go on, "I…," I try to speak, but nothing comes out.
"Shh." She says, gently. "Just eat. When you're finished, come out and we'll talk to you, okay?" I nod, and she stands up. "Come on, Asriel-," she says,

"Aww, come on mom! They just woke up!" Asriel whines.
"Exactly." Toriel says, "So give them a moment to rest." She walks around the bed and takes Asriel by the hand. He shrugs it off.
"Fine." He scorns her. He turns around, "Bye!" And off he runs, followed closely by his mother. I stay sat up and keep eating the pie avariciously. It's strange. The more I start thinking about the situation the more I come to accept it. Thinking logically, I should be terrified, scared, questioning reality, everything. But strangely enough this feels real. The way Asriel looks at me in the way any boy my age would, and the way Toriel sounds just like any concerned mother should, I…