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[The feed starts out pink from her paw pads, then white as the boss monster realizes she's covering her MID's lense. When her hand pulls back, viewers are greeted by the sight of a large smiling white goat monster. ]

Greetings, I am Toriel.

Now that things have... relatively settled down. I thought it would be a good time for baking.

I admit it is rather self indulgent, but I've been in the mood to make pie for quite awhile now. I've finally gotten the ingredient I've been missing for my favorite kind of pie, so I thought I would offer some to anyone feeling a bit hungry.

[She turns her arm a bit awkwardly, not sure how to handle the MID, eventually showing a fresh surprisingly large pie. When she turns the camera lense back to herself she's smiling a little brighter.] If you would like any fresh snail pie, please come by. I'm in the cafeteria currently.

Ah- yes, Papyrus. I've finished what I promised you, should I bring it to you?

((A log is up here if your character want to go grab some pie! Action tags here are welcome too!))

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Really? [wait for it] Even ice cream?

[Oh... She's inviting him. She invited everyone, but for some reason, it didn't occur to Link that "everyone" included him, too. He blinks a few times. But... He really does want to try it.] Okay. I'll come try it.

I would think so. I haven't attempted that myself... [Toriel sounds thoughtful at snail ice cream. Wondering if she could make that happen.]

Wonderful! I'll be looking forward to seeing you, dear!

[Link thinks about explaining why he asked about the ice cream now, but he decides it's better to wait until he can tell her in person. It'd just be easier that way, wouldn't it?

So, after a few minutes, in comes Link, dressed as ever in his little uniform with his sword and shield and pack all strapped securely to his back. He comes up to the table, but doesn't say anything, waiting patiently for Toriel to notice him so he isn't interrupting.]

[The sword and shield warrants a brief glance from the boss monster. A child carrying weaponry isn't the most comforting, but she doesn't say anything about it.] Ah, hello!

Sit down, dear. I'll serve you some pie. It is still hot. [She motions for the blonde child to settle down across from her as she rises from her own seat to cut into the pie.]

[Link obediently follows her motions, taking up the seat across from where she was originally sitting, his feet dangling once he's settled down.]

Thank you, [he'll say before she even finishes cutting the pie. Because he knows that if he doesn't remember his manners before he gets entirely distracted, then he really will forget them. And he doesn't want to seem ungrateful.]

You're welcome, my dear. [She casts a smile back at the seated child, moving to plate the slice of pie and slide it over to Link. Along with it comes a fork and napkin. Toriel's doting is not about to go anywhere clearly.]

Would you like me to grab anything for you to drink whilst I am up?

[Link shakes his head. No, he should be fine without a drink.

He picks up the fork with the kind of careful deliberation that comes from someone who had been taught how to use silverware not too long ago. His hesitation doesn't show when it comes to trying the pie, though. Once he's successfully cut off the tip of the slice, he puts it in his mouth without a second thought. He seems to almost perk up as he's chewing.]

This is really good, [he says, promptly forgetting all of those manners he was trying hard to hold on to and speaking with his mouth full.]

[Toriel settles back in her own seat now, relaxing back as Link handles his utensils with clear careful deliberation. She doesn't comment on it, simply letting the lad handle it as he wishes. Not everyone grew up in similar environments after all.

Though she does laugh a little at the thrown aside manners. Children will never cease to surprise her.] I'm glad to hear that! I was hoping you would enjoy it.

[Link shovels a few more forkfuls into his mouth quickly, and he has to spend a moment chewing before he has enough room to speak around it.]

Do you think snails would make good ice cream? [Aaand, he's back to the ice cream again.]

Very likely. Though I have never tried it myself. [She strokes her chin thoughtfully, mulling over the idea.] I don't think I've made ice cream in a long while.

Captain Manasseh gave me a recipe for ice cream. But I haven't tried making any yet.[And now it comes to light how the thought even came across his mind.

... he wonders if she'd want to try making it together. But... Can he actually bring himself to ask?

Link ends up ducking his head bashfully, eyes falling to his pie.]

I see. A recipe is always useful.

[The sudden bashfulness doesn't go unnoticed by the boss monster. Her smile softens in turn as she speaks. Toriel herself goes for the unspoken implication herself.] Well, if you would like to we can always try that recipe together?

[Link looks up, surprise clear on his face before it melds into a mixture of shyness and relief and happiness. He gives a big nod in answer, eyes brightening.]

[The look on Link's face is all the answer the boss monster really needs.] When you have the recipe I would love to look it over. So we can gather what we need and make some snail ice cream.

It's on my MID! [he exclaims, with no small amount of enthusiasm. He even holds his arm forward, as if to demonstrate where it is.

But then, he seems to catch himself. As he tries to reel his excitement in, it shows on his face, in a flicker of surprise at himself followed by reticence.] I... So, I can show it to you any time you'd like. [He knows she has other people to share pie with first. He's sure she's busy, and can't do it right now. So he needs to be more polite.]

[The enthusiasm earns a low laugh from the monster. She offers Link a encourage smile.] May I see it now, dear? If you could indulge this old woman's curiosity that is.

If I see it sooner, I can get enough snails and figure out when we can make it together.

[Link starts to relax again, expression easing.] Yes. [He takes a moment to pull up the recipe on his MID. Then, he stands up on the chair on his knees, so he can better lean over the table, holding his arm out so she can get a look at it.

[Toriel reaches out gently, soft pawed hand settling against the boy's arm to provide some support. Her fur and paw pad are warm against skin.] Thank you, my dear.

[She reads through the recipe, scrolling through it.] If you could send this to me, I can get ingredients together.

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