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Pride Cometh Before The Fall. (Said The Bigot As They Fell Off A Cliff)

Summary:

A few short drabbles I wrote because the NIFB royally pisses me off. Might continue some at random or per request, might not. Some are first meetings, some are established, others are not at the romantic stage yet. Will probably post one or two per day depending on how patient I can be.

Notes:

Hope you enjoy!!

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Chapter 1: Principal Toriel/Mom OC

Summary:

First Meeting

Notes:

No warnings apply.

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Chapter Text

When you go to drop off your son at school for his first day as late as you dare, the principal is the only person standing outside to greet you, everyone else already in the building. You wince as you walk up to her, expecting a reprimand and the warning to be on time next time. She smiles at you instead and the sky brightens overhead. "You must be Ms. Pan." 

You confirm and hand your son over. The principal offers her large furry paw to your son and he glances back at you before taking the paw with an uncertain smile. "I am Ms. Toriel Blath. It is a pleasure to meet you." Her ears flop over her shoulders as she sneezes delicately into her sleeve. 

"Haneul." You say, your heart pounding in your chest. "You can call me Haneul." 

She nods and looks to your son, "And what is your name?" 

"Su-Jin." He replies and then grins up at her. "I'm gonna get a boyfriend!" 

Toriel snorts and your goodwill towards her melts instantly into a hard spike, until you see that she's still smiling fondly at your son. "With that charm, I doubt anyone could resist you." 

Toriel seems like a safe person to leave your son with. You excuse yourself to leave and turn away. A fluffy paw on your shoulder stops you, lighter than you expected. "Would you care to come to my office for some pie after classes end, Haneul?" 

"Of course," You find yourself saying. "That would be lovely." The rest of the day passes in a haze, shrouded by the memory of her smile and the softness of her pads as her hand laid on your shoulder. 

Notes:

Comments and kudoses are welcome, nay, desired even! I'm a bit late but there's still time :P

If you ever see an idea or plot line you like, feel free to take it and run with it. this is my blanket permission, you don't need to ask, you don't even need to credit me unless you want to, as long as you're not just copy/pasting.