Frisk wanted nothing more than to snap his eyes shut and, if possible, never open them again. Yet, somehow, as he stared up at the totally nude -- and rather frustrated-looking -- monster standing over him, he found that he could do little more than carry on staring.
"Well?" Toriel asked him, sounding as if she expected something.
"... Well...?" Frisk replied uncertainly, fidgeting a bit.
Toriel frowned. "Are you going to undress, or will I have to do it for you?"
"Wh-what-...?"
"Don't pretend you didn't hear me, Frisk." Toriel said sharply. "Now, take those clothes back off, or I'll have to do it myself."
Frisk hesitated. He didn't want to strip down again in front of his mother, -- especially now that she herself was naked -- but he really didn't want to incur her further wrath, either.
"Uhh... J-just a minute..."
Fumbling with his clothes, Frisk slipped the Mew Mew shirt off, followed by its matching pair of baggy pants. Undyne's clothing delivery hadn't come with underwear.
Toriel waited only somewhat patiently as he finished up.
"Very well." she said once Frisk had set aside his clothes and was once more nude, standing nervously in her shadow. "We'll start this lesson on page one."
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