(Music from Chrono Trigger, Delightful Spekkio.)
“So… enjoy that?” Toriel looked down at the spider monster melting into the floor with a smile on her face, she looked up to see Pinkie already taking charge of the ‘everything party’. She was organizing every monster
“Yes, you’re a really lucky monster.” Muffet stayed on the floor where she was in complete bliss, but came to a realization as to who she said this to. Her smile dropped slightly at the frown she was getting. “You’re not angry about that are you?”
“No, I’m angry that you think I’m lucky. To start my parents died when I was young. The guy I once loved is a complete idiot in helping things degrade to where we monsters are now and though he is kind, he’s not really that good as a leader. I’ve lost my children; one of them twice because the first time they were kidnapped by humans, given it was an orphaned human child I had adopted it was entirely understandable. That started off the war that harmed a lot of monsters and how we came to be stuck down here, so a lot of that is my fault. Oh, but that isn’t the entirety of my woes, I’m beginning to think I’m a black cat to others. Everything always literally goes to hell around me and I was the one who created the Hot Lands! You can’t get closer to a representation of hell than something I once did in anger with my magic.” Toriel had to vent because at this point she was expecting Pinkie to die in some horrific manner and was absurdly happy that she hasn’t. Hopefully it would never come to pass, but the Mad Dummy thing had raised a lot of little red flags in Toriel’s mind. They have had a heck of a time getting this far without serious injury, barring her hip and Pinkie’s temporary knife wound. Thank goodness for Temmie Armor having healing properties. “I’m lucky to have met Pinkie, yes, but my life itself is a conga line of horrible tragedies. I think it kind of comes with the territory of being an ageless immortal.”
“Ouch… yeah… sorry I brought it up, but you’re seriously not upset about Pinkie kissing me like that?” Muffet tilted her head curiously as she looked up at Toriel from the floor while crossing her arms.
“Not really, Pinkie is Pansexual. I will never get in the way of how she chooses to express herself to others as only she can limit herself, she’ll love who she wants to regardless of appearance, sex or even species. I’m not going to try and change that.” It was an easy concept for Toriel to understand that Pinkie’s heart may wander, but it was big enough to always have a special place for anyone she comes to love dearly. It reflected in the appearance of Pinkie’s soul pretty well. She watched as the pink pony blazed around the room at a party that was meant mostly for her sake and instead of making it all about herself, she was busy trying to make sure it was about everyone else. Pinkie Pie was a rather selfless individual and trying to make sure there wasn’t a frown in sight. “I honestly feel that I don’t even deserve to be dating her, where many would see the reverse because I’m still considered a queen. I find it hard that she can even love a monster like me sometimes. I even have problems accepting that I’m considered beautiful by her and many others, much less figure out why monsters can still look up to me like they do. I know she prefers to do romantic thing with one being at a time, so stop thinking about a threesome and get that look off your face Madeline.”
“Way to bring down the giddy thoughts Tori. If anything, nobody seems to blame you for all the bad things that have happened around you and being adorably charming helps.” A slightly irate Muffet commented using Pinkie’s nickname for her. “A threesome is a rather nice mental image, though admittedly I was actually thinking of an orgy. By the way, the only alcohol at this party is tequila and it’s mostly reserved for the monsters who are family of the monster amalgamates.”
“You really have no shame do you?” Toriel saw the grin and six thumbs up coming from the raised arms, she rolled her eyes. “It figures. So long as Pinkie stays sober, I don’t care what else happens here and things seem pretty tame so far.”
“Yessssss, it’ssssh… er… tame… shtill looks likes a goods partehhhsss seniorita!” The flame headed figure walking over to them immediately had Muffet up and across the room in as long as it took Toriel to blink as she was now face to face with a tequila drinking Flame Face. He wavered around a bit, as is the manner that many have become accustomed to whenever he was around.
“Excuse him, he’s always like this. I’m here to make sure he doesn’t harm any of the guests at this party. Let him have as much tequila as he wants, it’ll likely keep him from getting violent. If he does get violent then I Tostada, Guardian of The Mask, will stop him!” Tostada was here and she immediately did a floating pose that had a fanfare played by the three conjoined skeletons and their friend Pedro in the background. She was wearing bandages, a pink mask and a skirt this time instead of the strange chicken suit.
“That’s nice. Just keep him out of trouble and make sure his guns are empty for everyone’s sake.” Receiving a stiff nod from the stiff, Toriel turned back to the party and wheeled her way over to a table.
“Oh right, I forgot to get you a slice of cake too Tori! Here you go.” Pinkie zipped up to her and dropped a slice of cake on a plate in front of Toriel, along with a requisite plastic fork to eat it with.
Before the pony could run off, Toriel reached out and grabbed her tail and got a good tight grip on it. Pinkie spent the next few seconds running in place much to Toriel’s amusement that she wasn’t being toppled or pulled out of the wheelchair by Pinkie’s need to please others.
“Pinkie…” Toriel’s tone made the pony stop and look back at Toriel. “Sit down with me; you’re all over the place. I think my mare friend needs to relax a little, everything is okay.”
Pinkie crawled up to sit down in Toriel’s lap and a second slice of cake was placed before them by a smiling Muffet.
“Yes, let me and the others take care of things. This is an ‘Everything Party’; we’re celebrating all that we can here. Celebrating what we all still have and the good memories we carry.” A jovial Muffet stated as she walked away pour some drinks and brought them back to the two. “You should be celebrating your wonderful goat friend; to think she’s being a bit moody at such a wonderful party. Look around and just bask in it Mistress Pie.”
Basking was what Pinkie did, as she looked to a table to see the Undyne’s four knights had made it out of the core alright. Gyftrot was being followed around by the antlered Temmie Trot. First Mate Temmie was getting cozy against a Vulkin who was managing to control his heat levels to tolerable temperatures.
The music playing in the background was calming and beautiful especially when the flute got going, it was being played professionally by Napstablook. Onion-san was there playing the drums, shaking some maracas and flicking a tambourine rhythmically. Shyren was humming to the cheery tune, while playing a xylophone. Helping the eel like Argent with the other musical instruments was Clam Girl who also hummed along; Argent was using his tongue to play his instrument.
There were monsters gathered around the monster amalgamates reuniting with lost family despite the state that said family members were in now, the monsters would not shy away from what became of their family members. Mr. Drake was having a tearful reunion with his wife no matter what she looked like. The spiders had miniature party cannons blasting confetti in their corner of the room and quite a few of them were stumbling about in drunken eight legged dances.
Many a monster was getting a slice of cake or enjoying the good food present and making new friends on their own merit, Tsunderplane was surprisingly a highly social animal when she wasn’t being shy. One could see Kid trying to carry his cake with his tail and ended up eventually face planting into it by accident with a hum of appreciation for the taste; he didn’t mind the laughter he caused as he too was laughing with everyone. He swiped his tongue across his face to get at the frosting on his mouth.
There wasn’t anything bad happening at this party, though there were some tears from the monster amalgamates and their families. Toriel leaned into Pinkie and nuzzled the top of her head as Muffet dropped off two refills for them; she was now wearing a waitress costume and was smiling as she went right on by them.
“These are the kind of things I dream of Pinkie, everyone being able to stop for a moment and just simply enjoy things. If you want to help with the party go right ahead, but I’d prefer it if you stick by my side unless an emergency comes up.” A content Toriel didn’t get much of a response from Pinkie, until the pony smacked the edge of her plate with a hoof and swallowed the airborne slice whole. The pink pony followed this up by turning around swallowing slightly and kissing Toriel, which she followed up by carefully forcing some cake into her mouth before pulling back.
“The cake is really good; I just thought that you would like to try some before we continued our conversation.” The affectionate words rolled right off of Pinkie’s sugar coated tongue as she took a drink and leaned back into Toriel’s embrace. “Besides I’m happy right where I am.”
“Good. You know it’s kind of strange that things could turn out so well. You know most of my life and my story. I know a lot about you too and I have to say I will never regret coming with you on this adventure.” As Toriel held out her hand, Pinkie took it into her hoof and kissed the back of it before giving it a good strong grip while looking her in the eyes in a loving manner. The goat lady just couldn’t help but comment. “You’re so sweet that I think I’m getting cavities.”
“Then I guess you’ll just have to floss and brush after every kiss with me to avoid that.” A serious faced Pinkie intoned before they both burst into giggles together.
“There’s not much we don’t know about each other now, so there’s not much talking to do I guess.” Toriel rubbed at her slightly longer white hair hanging down the back of her neck and tried to think of something to say To Pinkie. The pony was a cheery spot in a still somewhat dark, but entirely less dreary world. “Maybe you can tell me about the parties you’ve been to before or tell me a funny anecdote. Aside from that all I want to hear you say is this, I love you.”
“I love you too Tori! So do you want to hear this story about the bathtubs and paints store back home?” If there was one thing Pinkie was good at, it was telling a story about the weird wonderful world she came from. In particular about a store near the one that specifically sold quills and sofas, which was also incidentally near the one that sold toilets and kitchen sinks. Ponies had weird specialty stores.
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It had been an hour into the party and Toriel was red in the face with laughter, she wouldn’t be surprised if Pinkie were trying to ultimately kill her with laughter. At least she could say she would have died happy. Pinkie didn’t know much about being the ‘Element of Laughter’, but she knew how to make anyone laugh and smile.
“And I never looked at oatmeal the same way twice, though I never quite understood how I ended up with that bag of shelled pistachios in the end.” Pinkie paused here and the monsters leaned in to hear what else she was going to say. “So you can say that things were just… plain nuts!”
Toriel laughed so hard she bleated and was forced to cover her mouth in embarrassment; she looked at the pony and couldn’t help but find her face trying to mirror the smile her favorite equine had as she waggled her eyebrows while looking at her, the other monsters around were in quite a jovial at hearing some of Pinkie’s random tales.
“Hey, why did you stop bleating Tori? I think it’s cute when you do that!” Pinkie made Toriel duck her head in embarrassment; she had been getting a lot of bleats out of Toriel and enjoyed how cute it sounded.
“Okay, that’s enough stories for now Pinkie. If you will all please kindly give me the opportunity to talk to my mare friend?” All the monsters surrounding Toriel and Pinkie groaned sadly and started to go after the snacks and drinks again. A giggling Muffet stayed behind and nodded to them before moving away to refill their drinks.
Seeing that the monsters were leaving the anthropomorphic goat and the pony to their own devices, Toriel finally decided to ask for some help in her hips recovery.
“Pinkie, can you pull up the Temmie Armor so I can check your body? I intend to sleep in it so I’ll be all better when I wake up. I just want to make sure that taking it off won’t hurt you.” Doing as Toriel asked, Pinkie lifted up magically armored shirt to her neck. Toriel reached out and started check Pinkie’s body, all while ignoring the giggles the pony gave off when she touched her more sensitive spots. “It should be okay to take off Pinkie; the hotel has air conditioning so you should be fine. Now if only we had someone who could help me out of my robes.”
“Then your hip would be all better!” The joyous smile on Pinkie’s face was infectious as it was hopeful; she stopped hopping place for a moment as a frown crossed her face. “But where are we going to get the help from?”
“Did someone say they needed help?” Approaching the two Muffet looked like she was ready to offer them any help they could conceivably need.
“Yeah, we have to get my Temmie Armor on Tori so she can heal and be all better.” Pinkie crawled up into Toriel’s lap and rubbed her face against her goat friends.
“Then I’ll call the girls over to help you out. Threep and Fourlette owe us and they really want to make it up to you. Knight Knight is still asleep by the way, so no worries there.” Muffet went off to find the tiger and mantis monsters, they certainly wouldn’t say no when it came to helping Toriel. “I’ll be right back.”
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“You know Tori, this is the happiest I’ve been since I got stuck down here.” The party was over with and the games had been played; a lot of the food and drink had been consumed in merriment. Pinkie was a little upset that she didn’t even get to help in the clean up because all the other monsters were doing that together already, monsters coming together to help one another was at an all time high.
“I’m glad for that Pinkie, being with you is the happiest I’ve been in a long time too.” Toriel leaned back and winced slightly at the twinge in her hip, but that quickly went away thanks to the Temmie Armor. The magical armor had a really good magical pain killer effect and it was really comfortable, it had even taken on the shape of one of her colorful robes and was bright pink. “This armor is really comfortable.”
“Yeah well they certainly know how to make good stuff like that.” Pinkie spoke of them and at least one would appear, First Mate Temmie hopped up to rub up against the two in a friendly manner before running off to do something random. Gyftrot was still trying to avoid Temmie Trot from getting under his hooves and was failing to get away from the adorable kit-dog-doe who was affectionate with him.
“Pinkie… what will happen when you leave? To go back home, I mean. Where will that leave us?” It was time to ask the hard questions and Toriel knew Pinkie didn’t think about things too hard unless she was forced to.
“Well I was kind of hoping you could come with me to see Equestria and everything… but I know you will probably have more important things to do such as breaking the barrier down and taking care of your people. We’ll try to cross that bridge together when we come to it.” Pinkie felt a hand immediately start kneading her right ear and she leaned into it. “I really don’t want that bridge to burn down Tori.”
“That’s awfully mature of my little childish mare; at least you understand that our relationship might not be able to continue on. It’ll break my heart as well if we were to be separated after sharing an adventure filled with fond memories like this one.” Sighing Toriel wrapped her left hand around Pinkie and started rubbing her belly getting a squeak out of the adorable mare. “No matter how much the two of us might want to always be friends or something more, we’re frightfully close to hitting the end of our journey. I just hope things can be resolved peacefully... I just know Asgore is going to attack you for your soul.”
“Yeah well, he’ll have to through me first.” Both pony and goat monster jumped at hearing Red speak up as she came up to them. “Allow me to help you and your girlfriend to your room milady.”
“Ditto, I’m not letting some muscle headed goat hurt Mistress Pie. He’ll have to go through us.” Muffet didn’t like the idea of the king hurting Pinkie and would stand tall in his path if he was set on hurting her. Red seemed to even give her a look of acknowledgment for her statement.
“Heck throw my name into the hat. Even if I’m still injured, I can summon spears!” Undyne was wheeled over by Alphys. Her shoulder was almost better given she was able to move that arm again, but her leg was still a few days off from healing to a usable status.
“We would like to help too~! Shyren sang out as she and Nasptablook approached, both the floating monsters looked happy. Behind her was one of the amalgamate monsters, one that apparently had her sister fused in there along with her personal agent that was Argent’s cousin. “Just tell us when and we’ll be there for you~!”
“Yeah, no one messes with my friends, you hear!” Onion-san threw in her two cents as she slowly dragged her way over to them. “Tell us when you’re ready and we’ll appear to talk him down.”
“Tem friends have Tem support!” First Mate Temmie included stretching a paw straight to the ceiling of the large room while waving it around wildly. “Especially if you give Tem more belly rubs.”
“Not today my friends, I think it’s time me and Pinkie got to cuddling in bed together. I need my rest and so does she.” Turning to the pink pony, Toriel watched as the equine gave off a long drawn out yawn. She had done a lot that day, she danced down Mettaton and went through the core and even got to enjoy a ‘monstrously’ large party. Told a lot of funny stories and even played some games with the other monsters.
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Before they could get halfway back to the room Pinkie slept in with the overly huge bed, Toriel’s phone rang and she took the call. Mifty was giving her a status update of where she was, she was apparently at the start of the Waterfall area and told them to wait a little longer and to not approach Asgore before she met up with them.
“Brrr… something is really wrong with this place, it’s colder than Snowdin… there’s a foulness in the air here that I can’t describe as I’ve never felt anything quite like it. I’m not sticking around to find out what’s causing it. Anyway, I’ll quickly pass on through with some friends and we’ll be there as soon as we can.” Mifty looked around and felt that something bad was nearby and quickly hopped across the flowers with her friends in tow, she felt like she was getting further away from that cold feeling as she entered the swamp portion of the Waterfall. “I got a surprise in store for you when we meet up; do you have anything to add Queen Toriel?”
“Yes, we’ll meet you at Napstablook's house in a day from now; try to make a stop at Temmie Village as they have a nice hotel in a cracked wall. Apparently we’ll be having marshmallows that day while burning down Undyne’s house… I really don’t know why they are going to burn down her house.” With a defeated sigh Toriel decided to wrap up the conversation. “I still can’t believe she’s okay with it. Anyway, we’ll see you then.”
-
As they lay down in bed together Toriel held Pinkie close to her, the Temmie Armor was knitting her hip back together and she’d likely be able to walk in the morning. Toriel needed a little help getting into bed, but with Pinkie there on the big soft mattress it was a heavenly feeling.
“Tori…” Pinkie mumbled in her sleep as she dug her face into Toriel’s neck. “I want to be with you, I don’t want to go away.”
“It’s alright Pinkie, I want to be with you too.” She whispered into the pony’s ear and it flicked against her nose and she could feel Pinkie smiling against her fur, lifting her head Toriel kissed the pony good night on the lips with a little tongue thrown in before bringing the pony’s sighing happy face back to her neck. “Unfortunately I don’t think I’m going to be that lucky, but maybe you’re lucky enough for the both of us. Things never turn out well around me and I fear what that will do to you. If nothing bad happens, then I’m grateful to whatever higher power sees fit to let me have this one good thing... for however long it may last.”