Mythology lessons with Frisk
"H-Human c-culture i-is really interesting in my opinions!!" Frisk shrugged. They were all sitting in the living-room and Sans was Frisk's personal pillow as she was leaning on him and he had his arms around her.
"My favorite will always be mexican mythology. Greek and roman mythology but i was scared out of my shits by the La Llorona. Yikes..." Frisk shuddered as she remembered the stories her abuela would tell her.
"What's that?" Undyne asked, raising a brow. Frisk hummed, thinking of she should tell them or not. She decided, why not?
"La Llorona...Or the weeping woman is a ghost actually. She walks around waters, mourning the death of her children. Her name is actually my second name, Maria, which in a fit of rage as her husband had an affair drowns her children that she had with him to get rid of anything that reminded her of him...But she instantly regrets it. Unable to save them, she drowns herself as well, but is unable to enter the afterlife without her children...You can see her at night, in her white dress, walking around the water, weeping the death of her beloved kids that she damned with her own hands...She's stuck hunting little children like Papyrus and us, drowning them in her indescribable sorrow and rage as she goes deeper into madness....You can hear her say: “O-h-h, my children, the time for our departure draws near. O-h-h-h, my children! Where shall I take you?” Every night at eleven, when the curfew sounded...That's when the ghost comes out...I once almost pissed myself when my abuela sent me to get some water from a river close to her house and i could swear i heard someone crying." She could feel her skeletal pillow shudder and tighten his grip on her.
"M-Magnificent...Humans have such a variety of c-cultures." Frisk chuckled.
"What other stories do you have?? From your culture i mean." Frisk tilted her head thinking.
"There are a lot of myths about love stories...Oh, on of my favorites: The Legend of Xunaan & The Young Warrior" Papyrus tilted his head.
"WHAT IS THAT??" Frisk smiled.
"Bolonchen de Rejon is a beautiful village in the state of Quintana Roo. Bolonchen means Nine Cenotes. Cenotes are surface connections to subterranean water bodies...Believed to be a gift from the Gods...Well, the legend says that guided by a wise man, the first settlers of Bolonchen arrived at the place where they found nine cenotes, or deep natural wells created by the gods to collect rain water. But it was not easy for them to take over the place. For years they had to fight, led by a brave young man and a great warrior. In the town lived a beautiful young woman named Xunaan, whose sweetness and kindness won her the love of all the settlers. They say that her voice had the beautiful sound of water springs." Sans blushed a bit, realizing that for him? Frisk was Xunaan. Frisk giggled as she felt him heating up.
"Anddd??" Asked Gorgette gesturing with her hand. Frisk nodded.
"The young warrior upon laying eyes on her immediately fell in love. He could think of nothing else than the enchanting Xunaan. His love was corresponded, as she also was madly in love with him; but between them was the mother of Xunaan, who afraid of losing her daughter, decided to hide her in a cave in Akumal. The desperate young warrior could not do anything but search for her. In his search, he neglected his people who lost their wellbeing and happiness." Sans shrugged and so did Undyne.
"If it were Alph i would do the same, you know?" Frisk snorted and the lizard started blushing orange. The fish monster blushed as well with a dark blue. The whole town decided to search for the girl but after months of searching, they couldn’t find her. She had vanished. One day, many months later, a beautiful bird approached several women who were washing clothes near a well. With its beautiful plumage, the bird splashed them so that they would hear in the distance the voice of Xunaan coming from the bottom of the well. They quickly alerted the young warrior who guided by the messenger bird, arrived at the place where his beloved was hidden. It was not easy to descend the narrow rock walls of the cave, but his love gave him great courage. After so much pain and desperation, they were finally together again. Love triumphed, and happiness and prosperity returned to the people of Bolonchen." Sans couldn't help but remember how happy he felt to hug Frisk instead of Chara in judgement hall when she was finally free from their control.
"They say that after so many centuries have passed, every night the young warrior returns to the grotto to hear the song of his beloved Xunaan. Nowadays tourists can visit this legendary cenote called Xunaan or Hidden Lady in Akumal, Quintana Roo. I've never personally been there but abuela was. She told me about it." She said with a nostalgic smile.
"NYEH HEH HEH! GOT ANY MORE??" Frisk hummed in response.
"There is a myth about chocolate. This ancient legend recounts the story of how the god Quetzalcoatl gave the Toltecs precious cocoa grains. This generous god wanted his people to be well fed and by being healthy dedicate themselves to improve and be the best people they could be, studious, knowledgeable, generous artistically talented." She said. MK tilted his head.
"Quet-...uh..who now?" Frisk nodded.
"Let's see...Quetzalcoatl, one of the main gods from the pre-Hispanic era. Like...the one before us, you know? This deity was one of the most popular in Hispanic tradition and refers to the union of terrestrial and rain waters. He kind of looks like a colorful dragon in some representations."
"But darling~ How did he get the chocolate?" Asked Mettaton. They all were actually intrigued by her stories.
"It is said that Quetzalcóatl stole the cocoa tree form paradise where all the other gods lived and he planted the small bush in Tula, Mexico. After planting the small tree he asked Tlaloc, the god of water to send rain to the area so the plant could thrive and grow. Later he visited Xochiquetzal, the goddess of love and beauty and requested she would give the tree beautiful flowers. In time the small tree flowered and produced the coca fruit." Toriel looked intrigued.
"I wonder sometimes...how can you memorize so much...?" Frisk giggled.
"It's a gift i guess. Want more stories?" They all nodded like little kids. Sans relaxed a bit and shifted in his spot. Frisk looked at Toriel and Asgore and smirked.
"How about i tell you about chupacabra..?" Frisk said, her smug look growing.
"Physical descriptions of the creature vary. It is purportedly a heavy creature the size of a small bear, with a row of spines reaching from the neck to the base of the tail." Frisk said, doing a small gesture of claws. They were all intrigued. She smirked as she eyed the two goat monsters. They shifted uncomfortably.
"Wanna know what the name means and what they eat..? Chupacabras can be literally translated as 'goat-sucker'...They suck the blood of goats~" The two monsters paled. The two stared with wide eyes. Sans snorted. Frisk started chuckling. The other monsters stared in disbelief at Frisk.
"T-That's an a-actual t-thing..?" Frisk chuckled and nodded.
"Don't worry guys i am joking ok?? They can't--" But the two goat kids were already up and running. They were screaming.
"GASTERRRRR!!" Frisk stiffened and got up. Sans frowned.
"damn it..these two made her get up."
"Yoooo....you're in trouble..."
"my my darling~ you're quiet literally skewered." Frisk gulped as she got up and started running after the two.
"GUYS! IT WAS JUST A JOKE! GUYSSSS!! WAIT! UGHHH--" Frisk groaned. Sans frowned and scoffed. The others laughed as Frisk was desperately trying to calm down the two goat monsters...maybe talking about that wasn't the best idea she had. But those faces were priceless. When they finally settled down and Frisk was back in Sans arms she looked at him. He chuckled.
"yes, i took pictures..." He said with a smirk. Frisk kissed his cheekbone.
"Who's a good partner in crime~?" She said excitedly as she patted his skull and she looked at the photos of the two goats. Yup...Her partner in crime, alright.