KirienIsamu
a determined artist
Clara rolled of the bed by accident, A loud thud was made when Clara landed on the floor. The mute girl stood up and smelled the scent of butterscotch cinnamon pie coming under the door. Clara walked to her hammer and laid it on her right shoulder and left the room. Clara saw Toriel on standby. Clara took a deep breath and approached Toriel.
"Hmm? oh you are up earlier than I had intended my child." Toriel was holding the pie "I know what you said your prefrence was but I couldnt help but bake one of my best pies, its Frisks favorit after all and I assume you dislike snail pie, well wait out in the living room and I will bring you a plate in a moment."