//------------------------------// // 8 - Snowing Rest // Story: Underworld Frisk // by Darkonshadows //------------------------------// “Why is Jerry so scary to you?” Even as Pinkie asked this she tried not to look at the other monster, since the one she was avoiding was the one that was aggressive. Her dance steps were a bit sluggish; still she shook and grooved her way through another attack launched by the strangely cute deer monster with a weird mouth. “It can literally annoy you to death!” Toriel whimpered as she started to rock back and forth in her sitting position behind Risotto while trying to hug herself, hearing Pinkie giggle slightly she got a little upset. “I’m not kidding, it can actually do that. It’s actually the real problem here.” “Really? How do you deal with a Jerry anyway? It sounds like it can’t be killed.” Surviving being atomized did sound like an incredible ability to Pinkie Pie, not to mention the ability to swim in lava. “Ditching it is the most common way to do so. Also it can be killed; it just takes a really long time for it to give up on living. It makes sense that killing them is just as annoying as trying to escape them since that’s what they do, they annoy anyone they can find and take an interest in!” Toriel shuddered as the monster in question gasped and wheezed and even farted loudly. “Don’t you think I have tried that? This horrible horrific thing has been following me around for a month! A month, my sanity is at its limits here!” The Gyftrot didn’t seem particularly happy with The Jerry as he attacked Pinkie Pie. “Do you realize how hard it is to sleep with that thing following you around, it’s damn near impossible to get any rest!” “Pink is such an ugly color.” The ugly, stinky and oppressively annoying monster stated quite loudly. It was a squat looking monster and every annoying or disgusting thing you can probably think of, it was probably doing that at this very moment. “You’re dancing is also atrocious. You even suck at being pink, that’s how bad at life you are.” “Well I’d like to see well you would dance when you’re exhausted.” Pinkie didn’t even have the wherewithal to get angry at the monster as she had to watch her hoofing; even then she didn’t like Jerry and had to ‘start thinking up a brilliant plan’ to get rid of him. “If I can get rid of The Jerry, then will you stop attacking me?” “If you can get rid of The Jerry, then I’d swear my firstborn son and daughter to your name and will owe you my allegiance for the rest of my life. Any money I make would belong to you and heck if you want my soul, then I’d give that to you as well if I could! I’m willing to enslave myself to your whims no matter horrible they may be! You could even tear off all my limbs after getting rid of him and it’d still be better than dealing with The Jerry!” Gyftrot had stopped attacking Pinkie for the moment and he sounded horribly desperate to be rid of Jerry. “Just please make him stop following me, I’ll do absolutely anything no matter how disgusting it is! Just so long as it doesn’t outright kill me, I’ll do it for you if you can get rid of it! But if you must kill us, then have mercy and kill me first please!” “Wow, is he really that bad?” Pinkie felt The Jerry breathing throatily on her neck and even spitting up phlegm and mucus on the ground nearby, he even started hacking and coughing without covering his mouth. He even sneezed up a blobby string of snot from his nose that he didn’t bother to wipe away. “Never mind, you don’t have to answer that. Now if you will excuse… oh Tori, what’s that over there! It’s amazing!” “What is what now?” Toriel sidled up to Pinkie while looking wearily at The Jerry, she too looked off the side of the highly convenient cliff that led to a very, very long drop to try and see what Pinkie was pointing at. Pinkie motioned for Toriel to move her head closer. Once she did, she received some whispered words in her ear that caused her to nod. “Yes, what is that? Why, it’s the most amazing thing I’ve ever seen!” Risotto moved up to them and started barking excitedly as he too wanted to know what they were looking at near the cliffs edge. His eyes became glossy as he to saw the most wondrous thing ever, after Toriel told him what it was. “What are you guys doing, you’re not being helpful at all!” Gyftrot moved over to them to see what all the fuss was about and after a moment of whispering from Pinkie Pie his eyes widened. “My goodness, that… that makes me exceptionally happy! It’s incredible.” “What are you guys looking at? What’s so interesting over there?” The Jerry had moved closer to the edge as Pinkie pointed off the side of the cliff and looking over the edge it didn’t see anything. What The Jerry wasn’t seeing was Toriel lifting up the skirt of her robe and reeling back a flaming foot to punt him off the cliff. After the goat lady kicked him off, she promptly started launching fireball after fireball after him, all of which homed in on The Jerry falling into the distance. “Please never come back!” As she angrily said those words, Toriel stopped to summon a humongous flaming meteor that shot straight down turning a bright bluish white color as it went. Her eyes had turned solid red with yellow cat like slits and she was almost foaming at the mouth as what sounded like an explosion went off far below. To say she was angry about Jerry terming pink as an ugly color was an understatement, her rage was ceased when she felt two hooves wrapped around her waist. “Tori… please stop, you’re scaring me.” Pinkie nuzzled up against Toriel’s side and whined, Risotto followed this action on the opposite side obviously worried about the queen’s mental health. “Wow, I can’t believe you killed it…” Gyftrot stated as he looked up to Toriel with wonderment and happiness in his eyes. However the look on Toriel’s face told him something was amiss with his theory that The Jerry was dead. “Oh I didn’t kill it… it’s definitely still alive even after all that. I’m very sorry for scaring you Pinkie.” Toriel kneeled down and cuddled with Pinkie Pie trying to make amends for unleashing all her anger on what she knew to the most annoying monster in existence, it was a bit cathartic even though she knew it was still alive. “Are you sure it’s still alive Tori?” Pinkie asked hopefully as she didn’t like the idea of Tori being a murderer, she was way too nice and friendly for that! Well except to The Jerry apparently. “Listen closely and you will hear the truth.” Toriel leaned an ear towards the edge of the cliff, Gyftrot, Pinkie and Risotto all listened carefully as well. A loud long drawn out farting noise was heard coming from below. “Yep, ‘IT’ is definitely alive. Again I am quite sorry for losing myself like that in front of you Pinkie and I apologize dearly.” “I forgive you Tori, just try not to scare me like that again please. If you can’t help yourself, I’ll forgive you for it if I know that you will eventually return to being the Tori that I know and possibly love.” Pinkie was lifted out of the snow and cuddled by a calm Toriel. she accepted the cuddling and nuzzled Toriel’s cheek before she was placed back on the ground. “Seriously, after all that it still lives!” There was clear disbelief in Gyftrot’s voice. Now Pinkie was looking at him to scrutinize his figure a bit better, he looked like a deer with beady eyes at the base of his antlers that had little growths of hair that made it look like there were tree’s on them. He also had this strange sideways opening toothy mouth below a heart shaped black nose and two large eyes above that. Aside from the facial descriptions he didn’t have much of a tail and he was the only other four legged hoofed animal Pinkie has seen so far, plus he had a lot of junk on his head. “Do you need help with that junk on you?” Pinkie’s question caused the Gyftrot to start crying and she couldn’t understand why. “You guys are the angels who have saved me from adversity! I find it hard to complain anymore, but yes I need some help getting this stuff off of me.” Gyftrot told them what he wanted to remove from his horns, the barbed wire was definitely something he liked to see gone. He swiftly released his pull on Pinkie’s soul and let them help him. Pinkie was a little wary of Toriel again, since she had never seen the goat lady so angry before. Toriel did say it was a catharsis that she gets all her anger out on The Jerry even if it wouldn’t kill it; she was still the same sweet goat lady that Pinkie liked a lot. Pinkie would do her best to make Toriel stay happy, because her angry side didn’t look pretty like her happy side did and even Pinkie had her angry side. - “So how do you think Pinkie’s birthday party in a few months would have gone if she were here to enjoy it?” Rainbow asked of the others as they held a party in a barn. “I think it would have been awesome to see Pinkie’s reaction. Anyway… to Pinkie, hopefully she’ll come back from wherever she disappeared off to!” A lot of ponies were in agreement that Pinkie coming back would have been a good thing, because Cheese Sandwich just didn’t have the exact same kind of peppy quality that Pinkie had. He may have been a really cool guy and had party throwing powers to match Pinkie’s abilities, but he was no Pinkie Pie and could only stop by Ponyville sparingly. Nobody had any idea how much Pinkie actually did until she just up and vanished into thin air. Let’s face it; Pinkie couldn’t have disappeared into fat air. Fat air is a ludicrous idea, even if it weighs so little yet has so much mass to encompass an entire planet. “You know, this hearth’s warming month just doesn’t feel right without Pinkie Pie in Ponyville.” Rainbow sadly sipped from a mug of apple cider. - The three travelers through a nearby tunnel into a cavern with four groups of glowing mushrooms and following them was a happy Gyftrot. Said deer monster swore that he’d eventually pay them back for helping him out not once, not twice, but three times in a manner of minutes. He was hungry and Pinkie gave him a cupcake to cheer him up and it had worked immensely in improving his mood. The deer monster was even praising Pinkie for her kindness along with Queen Toriel’s might for temporarily trapping The Jerry under a massive conjured flaming rock. “So this is the door that doesn’t open… it looks like the symbol on all your robes Tori.” Pinkie heard a barking noise and turned to the small armored dog. “Oh and it’s also on your shield as well Risotto.” “It’s the crest of the royal family called the Delta Rune. It’s also involved in some kind of prophecy related to us monsters being trapped underground, but the prophecy wasn’t exactly made by a reputable source and I’ll tell you more about that crackpot if we ever see him. Anyway, the symbol has been a long standing tradition of our people, well before we got shoved underground and it represents the royal family.” Toriel stared at the symbol longingly and slowly brushed her hand across the door that had no handle. “I think I know what this is.” “What is it Tori?” Pinkie was curious as to know what was behind a door that never opened. Even while she was waiting for Toriel to answer, she started poking at one of the glowing mushrooms watching as the dimmed and lit up with each touch. The mushrooms also squeaked when touched and it was exciting Risotto, not that that was hard. “Please stop touching the mushrooms before you get Risotto too excited Pinkie. Anyway, behind this door is the last hope for the underworld if all the people who can lead it are for some reason killed or become incapable of keeping the state of things in a good condition. Unfortunately that means that if for some reason all those who are strong are taken down, then the Underworld will probably be run by the most intelligent annoying dog in the world that is preserved in this room which is impossible to open except in two circumstances.” Toriel took on a lecturing tone as she told them about what was behind the door; she was sharing her knowledge and she liked doing that as it was teaching others. It was the kind of job she always wanted. “That first circumstance is if there is no other option for a leader, the other is that the door will only open up after the end. Nobody knows what that means or what exactly ‘THE END’ is, but we’ve created rooms like this before and they’ve opened under similar rules and constraints. This one just happens to have those specified reasons for this door opening, here let me show you. You can’t see it normally, but with a little magic…” With a wave of her right hand, Toriel caused writing appeared across the lower portion of the door. Pinkie looked at the door and all the writing on it, she wasn’t the only one scrutinizing the door as Gyftrot was right there at her side. Risotto had become completely distracted by the squeaking lamp mushrooms which were constantly going off in the background. “Okay I can see the two ways the door will open written here, but who in the world is W.D. Gaster?”Pinkie asked a little confused; she also read something else that Toriel didn’t mention. “Also do not spend too much time here, lest a powerful light be shed upon you? Do you know anything about what that means?” “I have no idea Pinkie, but that name sounds highly familiar… something to do with snails I think? It’s on the tip of my tongue and I can’t exactly remember why it’s important that I should, but I know it is. Anyway let us continue back on the path to Snowdin, I think the thing about light being shed upon us was a warning to not dally around here.” Turning around heading towards the tunnel it had been about three minutes since they arrived, Toriel didn’t get too far when something flew out of the tunnel knocking her onto her back with a strong blow to her head. The being that just flew into the room smiled brightly at the four before shining its tail brightly at them blinding them for a bit and then Pinkie’s soul ejected from her body. The large floating serpent looked like it was smiling at them slightly and it reminded Pinkie of a flying fish, except for the tail that had a glowing pulsing sphere beneath its flesh before the tipped point at the end of it. “Okay, I really don’t feel like dancing right now. So can you please just go away?” The look Pinkie received from the monster was a demented looking scowl before it raised its tail at her menacingly. It would be a good idea for Pinkie to ‘take this seriously and dance like her life depended on it, which it probably did’. “Okay, what is it going to do that has you so worried?” Pinkie should be ready to dodge carefully, because it’s now firing its attack and it was a bit of a thing to dodge. “How bad could it really… ah horse apples!” Pinkie couldn’t question the air much farther as her eyes widened at the shower of light sparks being fired at her soul; she barely managed to get her hooves to move right as she danced vigorously to dodge the first wave. If it were up to Twilight, she’d be dead by now because that pony can’t dance to save her life. “Well duh, but she could at least have used magic to create a shield or something for her soul instead of having to dance her way through these attacks. Either that or she can’t because she got regressed into being a filly and… oh my gosh that sounds so adorable!” Pinkie had a fair point and in ignoring the monster, it got angry that she was paying more attention to the air than it, him or her. Toriel was still groggy and slowly getting back up from the blow to the head, all while thumbing the monster compendium. Risotto whimpering and covering its ears as the grinning monster apparently generated some kind of high pitched whining noise that only dogs could possibly hear with its every movement. Gyftrot was currently blinded stiff; he was basically the deer in the headlights except it was the taillight of the monster. The next attack the floating fish monster launched was even harder to dodge, mostly because it started firing bigger pulses of pain and misery at Pinkie’s soul as it fired its regular spread gun attack of light spheres from its deadly tail. Pinkie was struck several times as Toriel quickly looked through the book for the monster hurting the poor pony. “The monsters name is Glyde, it is hard to find information on him… what is currently known is that he is arrogant, uses powerful light based attacks and loves attention. Not many monsters would actually want to attack him considering how hard it is to avoid his dangerous attacks and he also fancies himself a flying ace.” Toriel looked at Pinkie with worry as the pony looked to be flagging on her hooves; the goat lady also noted her soul wasn’t doing any better having taken some damage in her state. “Are you okay Pinkie?” “Well if Glyde here doesn’t kill me, then I want to get a good… what time of day is it even? We’ve been walking through snow and ice for a long time. I want a bath and to be in a bed cuddling a pretty, snuggly goat lady like a teddy bear after this.” Pinkie watched as Glyde performed some quick acrobatic feat and she weakly applauded by stomping her hooves earning his attention. Despite his rather violent nature, Glyde reminded Pinkie of Rainbow Dash in how he basked in her method of applause. Of course given what Pinkie knew of Rainbow Dash she could apply it here to make him go away easily. It’s just that surviving it would be a chore when she was fatigued as she was. Glyde launched a third wave at Pinkie who was starting to struggle to stay standing and dancing, only to have Toriel suddenly taking a position in front of her soul holding up Risotto’s delta rune emblazoned shield. Glyde performed a few flips in the air and Pinkie once again stomped her hooves weakly applauding him. “Why are you applauding him Pinkie?” Whispered a vaguely the worried goat lady who looked back at the weird pony, Toriel was now holding up a slightly scorched shield. “You’ll see, now all we have to do is ignore him or tell him there’s something he can’t do.” If Pinkie were truly smart she’d ‘go with the first option’ until he got bored and leaves, then it would be a good idea to ‘then get out of there’. “Got it, do you think you can keep that shield intact Tori? We’re going to ignore him and pay more attention to protecting my soul.” “Of course I can. Just don’t move your soul from behind me and I’ll protect you. Glyde seems to be affecting Risotto somehow and poor Gyftrot can’t handle all the light he’s spewing around.” Taking a brave stance, Toriel prepared for Glyde’s next attack. This attack had more large pulses that force Toriel back slightly, but she admirably held her ground against them. Glyde performed a twirling air maneuver then fanned out his only appendages which were the two fins on his serpentine body. He waited for the applause, none came and he looked to see Pinkie was paying more attention to her soul. He was quite angry. “Why are you ignoring my awesome skills?” Finally Glyde decided to talk instead of just plain attacking. “Sure you have some good stuff, but my friend Rainbow Dash has done better with less flashy stuff. Of course the flashiest thing she’s supposedly done is a Sonic Rainboom. An exploding rainbow created by flying too fast.” After a moment Pinkie wiped the back her hoof against her chest while looking nonchalant. “Bet you can’t do anything quite as amazing as what I saw as a filly. You’re tricks were entertaining the first two times, but now they’re just drab and I’ve totally seen better.” “How is this Sonic Rainboom performed?” That was the question of the evening and instead of dancing, befriending or coercing Glyde to be nicer, Pinkie applied a little force to his ego. “I bet I can do one that’s better and even more incredibly than the one whom previously performed it!” “Well…” The pony started off before the scene faded to black, much like a person sees things fading out of focus from lack of oxygen. Take in a deep breath just in case your oxygen deprived. - “Are you still following us?” Toriel wondered why Gyftrot was still willing to follow them, especially after being temporarily being blinded by Glyde’s flashiness. “Yes, you’re majesty, I owe you a great debt of gratitude and will be in your service whether you want it or not. I also owe Lady Pie a lot and I found myself safe in a situation where I was struck entirely useless to you two and you still cared to ask if I was alright afterwards.” Saving the deer monster from The Jerry, feeding him and then removing the horrid decorations forced upon him, it earn his undying gratitude for Pinkie and Toriel. They just added onto his loyalty for the two by asking him if he was okay after Glyde’s attack. “I believe in you two bringing light back to the hearts of the monsters of the Underworld and I want to be a part of that by helping you two.” Pinkie Pie yawned as they came upon a field of round snow puffs and a small dog house. Getting rid of Glyde was easy and now he was training to perform a Sonic Rainboom somewhere else. He wanted to eventually be a mascot for those Wonderbolt guys that Pinkie told him of. It sounded like something he wanted to be a part of and he also wanted to eventually be introduced to Rainbow Dash. Pinkie didn’t know if she could keep such a promise as she was from a different world, but she said she’ll see if she can do something about it. Now the four were back on track with Pinkie’s slightly tattered soul back where it belongs. She was a bit woozy from the damage it had taken and needed time for her soul to heal. As they walked around investigating the snow puffs Pinkie found some money in one and Toriel stashed it away. There were no monsters around, well except for Risotto, Toriel and Gyftrot. Soon Risotto’s time would come to an abrupt end. “Wait… WHAT! But I like Risotto; can’t you have something nice happen to him?” Pinkie was implying that something bad was going to happen to him for no apparent reason. “I’ll tell you there’s a reason! When you say things like, his time ‘would come to an abrupt end’. It’s rather upsetting to me to know I’m about to lose a friend here!” “Who’s she talking to?” Gyftrot asked, as he saw Pinkie looking off into the air after Toriel just finished investigating the cute and very small guard dog post which had a small sign that said ‘woof’ on it. “She’s talking about the mysterious words in the sky. I only saw them once, but they definitely exist and Pinkie see’s them constantly. Apparently she has some kind of a rapport going on with the words. She apparently likes the compliments she’s received from them and she dislikes being called fat by them, which I’m assuming hasn’t happened in a while.” Toriel looked to Pinkie who was hugging the Lesser Dog to herself and his neck was starting to grow out of control again. “However the words seem vaguely prophetic in a way, given that they can guide her actions. She doesn’t actually have to do what the words say, but she seems to trust them well enough. Pinkie, please let go of Risotto as his neck is getting out of control again!” “But I don’t want Risotto to come to an abrupt end though! If I’m right next to him, then nothing bad can happen to him!” That’s what Pinkie thought anyway, what little did she know was that wasn’t necessarily the truth. “Are you sure there’s nothing I can do for him? Why can’t he continue being a good doggie like we know he is? Are you trying to be cruel to me here?” The story continued on with Pinkie sticking to Risotto’s side as they came upon the last snow puff leading on the pathway forward. Trying to make sure nothing bad happened to Risotto in a rather hopeless manner, Pinkie checked the snow puff first. As soon as Pinkie touched the snow puff it erupted into revealing a dog’s head, its tail popped out the back end of the snow puff and wagged a bit. “Aw, look at him… who’s a friendly little guy?” Pinkie really shouldn’t talk down to this guy if she knew what was good for her, the dog barked twice at her in response. “Why shouldn’t I? He’s got a really cute bark like Risotto.” That was when the Greater Dog decided to stand up; he eclipsed Pinkie with his size and the now revealed armor was quite massive as was his large spear with a smiling face scribbled on it. “Oh… you’re not a little fellow… you’re a really big fellow. Still has a cute voice though.” Pinkie looked up at the large armored dog that smiled and wagged its tail at her. “I’m aware of space compression considering I used to be capable of it before I ended up here, but that’s ridiculous. Even so, I’m not going to even ask where he was hiding all that armor and his body in such a small space.” “This is a Greater Dog monster Pinkie. I assure you he is quite friendly and he makes for a good soldier to protect the innocent, unfortunately he himself is also quite innocent because he thinks fighting is playing.” The large dog in armor stopped paying attention to Pinkie and looked to Toriel and his tongue lolled out of his mouth and he started barking happily at the sight of her. “I remember him fondly; it has been a long time since then my cute little Pilaf. Aside from his playful nature, it was hard to train Pilaf here in how to be a guard since he wasn’t as intelligent as his smaller brother is.” Risotto moved up to Pilaf and barked and growled in a specific manner while motioning to Toriel, Pinkie and Gyftrot with a paw. The large armored dog nodded and barked once in response to whatever it was that the Lesser Dog had said. And moved off to the side and the armor knelt down, after that the dog seemed to hop out of the armor being smaller than it actually looked. Pilaf ran up to Toriel and started whining because it wanted some affection; he was still a lot bigger than Risotto. “Wow, is that armor magically enchanted.” A quick nod answered Pinkie’s question as Pilaf was receiving some love and affection from Toriel. “Wait, that’s Risotto’s brother? He’s really big and bulky looking.” Pilaf barked proudly that his size was a match for the greatest of foes when it came to playtime! Had Pinkie understood the true meaning behind what playtime meant to Pilaf, she might have been a little bit more worried about it. After Toriel was done petting the monster dog, she whistled softly and he went back to his armor and saluted the goat lady. He also barked something that made her blush. “What did he say Toriel?” It did beg curiosity, considering Pinkie was the one that wanted to make Toriel blush. “He called me ‘goat mom’ and the fact that he still does so to this very day is rather embarrassing to me.” Despite not thinking she was a good mother at all, Toriel had a lot of the royal guard dogs completely devoted to calling her that constantly. At least Risotto was more respectful in not mentioning that he too thought Toriel deserved the motherly title, almost all of the royal guard dogs called her that when she wasn’t in earshot. Pilaf was one of the few that called her that no matter how much she insisted that he stop doing so, Toriel would always be their second mother. Pilaf quickly went back into his armor and motioned with the spear it was holding for them to move onward and they did so without any problem. The group of four travelers came upon a bridge and Pinkie started to cry. “I’m so tired Tori, when are we going to find a nice warm bath and a place to get some sleep?” Pinkie looked pretty ragged; the damaged to her soul was affecting her body. At least her saddlebags were doing completely fine. She just continued to sigh as she looked at the bridge before her. Risotto barked something to Toriel and she nodded. “Risotto tells me that Snowdin is on the other side of the bridge.” Even Toriel was looking forward to some cuddle time with Pinkie at this point. “It’s just a little further Pinkie; I too find myself tiring of travel.” “Can I just say that I don’t like the people of Snowdin for decorating me?” Gyftrot seemed generally okay about going into a town that abused him. After traveling with Pinkie and Toriel for a bit, he knew they wouldn’t let him be abused anymore. “Makes me wish I had hands so I could have dealt with the decorations myself, even then the barbed wire would have been problematic to remove. Also I too need some sleep after having been followed around by Jerry for too long, finally I can have a peaceful nights rest without all that darn wheezing and moaning messing up my sleep.” “Please remind me to introduce you to a friend of mine, she plays a lyre and she’s got an obsession with hands.” The sleepy pony muttered. Pinkie was yawning a lot more often now and she was even getting Toriel and Gyftrot to yawn as well. They’d fall asleep when they could find a comfortable place to do so, so they had to cross a bridge to come to it. Moving slowly across the bridge they eventually saw Sans and Papyrus on the other side, Pinkie groaned sadly. “Pony, this is your final and most dangerous… what happened to you?” The Suddenly Worried Papyrus stopped following the script again; he was interested in Pinkie’s disheveled and tired looking state. “You know what? You may pass on through, for I Papyrus wills it to be so! I’m a skeleton that has standards; why I would never kick a dog while they are down! Why it would just make me bereft of class if I was going to continue with my previous plan! I’m not some classless skeleton who doesn’t know the meaning of fancy! The Snowed Inn is right next to the shop, you can’t miss it! After saying that Papyrus quickly ran off, leaving behind a befuddled Sans. “Huh… I guess he really likes you guys. I see you have a new traveling companion ‘horning’ in on the fun. Yeah the inn is called the Snowed Inn, classic pun for the town really.” Sans gave off a happy sigh and followed after Papyrus. Pinkie quietly trudged forward and saw a sign that said ‘Welcome to Snowdin’ in bright colorful letters; it even had festive lights on it. It kind of reminded her of Hearth’s Warming; the town seemed quaint and nice. It was too bad she was too tired to explore it at the moment. Then the moment where Risotto’s time of traveling with Pinkie and Toriel came to an end, but he didn’t leave without giving Toriel something to remember him by. He let her keep one of his spare shields. “Oh so that’s what you meant… well I feel rather silly now.” Pinkie tried to continue walking forward only to fall on her face in the snow, she felt two arms wrap around her and heft her up into the air. Pinkie could recall the feeling of warm water splashing over her fur and someone scrubbing her body softly if thoroughly, she also remembered wrapping her hooves around a large white fluffy smiling creature before resting her head on that creatures chest as she felt something rubbing her ears tenderly. She went right to sleep after she felt a warm blanket cover her and a pair of lips pressing against the tip of her nose.