Downtime at the Avengers Tower

[Isabelle]

Frisk was sprawled out on the bed again. She would do this often back home, it was a good way to decompress after a long day of learning snail science at school, but today she had something far more heavy on her mind.


“Frisk, would you like to help me with the cleaning?” Ask Toriel from the other room.


“We have robots for that, mom.” Said the little one, a hint of indignation in her voice.


The goat mother was quick to pick on Frisk’s tone. She made her way into her room and shared a concerned look.


“Are you okay, Frisk? You seem in a bad mood.” She asked.


She gave out an audible sigh before turning to her side, crumpling the finely made bed sheets as she rolled to face her mom. Her effort was fairly fruitless as the shut eyes really worked against whatever connection she was trying to gain.


“I’m worried about the cultists.” She said. “They were bad people, but they didn’t deserve to have Skynet dropped on their heads like that.”


Torial dropped her broom and stepped across the tower floors. She sat down on the bed next to the young one.


‘Look at the bright side, at least that young woman won’t be harassed anymore.“


Frisk groaned as she rolled to plant her face into the bed spread. Toriel must have missed the part where that woman was a serial cannibal, she wouldn’t have wanted a happy ending for her if she had knew that information.


The goat mother, noticing her daughter lack of change in attitude, grabbed her by the shoulders, rolled her until she was face up, and sat her up straight.


“Frisk, listen to me, you couldn’t save them.” She began, looking Frisk into where her eyes would be. “Nothing you could have done would have saved them, so stop wasting your emotions on them! They aren’t worth it!”


The little one couldn’t hold it in anymore, tears started flowing out of her shut eyes. When she didn’t see any change in her mother’s expression, she quickly change to a heavy sob. Toriel pulled Frisk in close, making her cry into her chest as she reached around to pat her on the back.


“Let it all out, my child.”


For whatever reason, at that moment, Frisk couldn’t help but be reminded of Asriel. She dared not think about him too thoroughly for fear of bringing him to the Omniverse, but as her tears slowed, she couldn’t help think about her one greatest failure, the one she couldn’t save. What would mom say if she knew what happened to him...