Before Toriel could sit on top of her, she did notice you sitting in her chair. "M-my child?" She asked, she reached out her hand to touch your shoulder only to pull it back when she saw it jiggled as she did.
You could see the shocked and confused look on your adoptive mother's face, not only from seeing you again, but seeing your shoulder jiggle like you were made of jelly.
Toriel looked you in the eye, you could tell how concerned she was as she asked, "My child, who had done this to you?"
You felt yourself sweating as a small blush came over your face. You knew full well who and why. You remember hearing Flowey stating he wanted to use you as a seat cushion, and especially remember him trying to slurp you up like a spaghetti strand. You could feel a wave of shame and embarrassment wash over you.
You began weighing your options in your head. Should you tell her all that happened to you or just make up and excuse and hope she would believe it.
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