UNDERMIX (temporary hiatus)

Chapter 8 - Movies and Snowballs (Dating Justice!)

Mettaton paused in front of the spray-painted house.

"WELL, HERE'S OUR HOUSE. HUH? WHY DO WE LIVE TOGETHER? EASY! RENTS CHEAPER," Mettaton explained. You nodded sagely.

"OKAY, HERE'S THE PLAN. AS LONG AS YOU DON'T GO INTO 'UNDYNES ZONE' SHE CAN'T HURT YOU. AND IF YOU DO, I HAVE A FEW TRICKS OF MY METAPHORICAL SLEAVE. UNDYNE'S ZONE IS THE BLUE, THINK OF IT LIKE A BLUE TILE AND YOU'RE FLAVOUR IS ORANGE. YOU CAN WALK ALL OVER THE PINK THOUGH, THATS MY HALF," Mettaton explained. You found a flaw in his plan pretty quickly.

"HOW ARE YOU GOING TO BEFRIEND HER?... ER... WE'LL FIGURE IT OUT AS WE GO," Mettaton nervously said. You shrugged.

*Why are you agreeing to this

You shrug for that too. You don't have much of a reason. Mettaton opened the door. You begin to realize staying on the pink might be a bit more of a challenge than you first thought. Instead of equal sides, it was more of a nightmare. Random patches of both colours we're everywhere. You carefully step inside.

"Finally! You're back!" Undyne grumbled. She turned off the television, but you didn't catch what she was watching. She took off her coat and was wearing a simple pink shirt with a bluefish on it. She didn't seem to find the irony. She paused once she saw you. You waved.

"I told you not to invite the human over," Undyne said, bored. Mettaton stared at her.

"YOU'RE NOT EVEN GOING TO ACT SURPRISED?" Mettaton questioned. Undyne shrugged.

"More opportunity to kill it," Undyne said nonchalantly, "and it was pretty obvious you would do it anyways." Mettaton pursed his lips.

"COULD YOU AT LEAST PRETEND? Mettaton asked nicely.

"Nope."

"PLEASE!"

"Nah."

"PRETTY PLEASE!"

"Fine. Wow. A human. In my house," Undyne stated monotonously. Mettaton grumbled like Undyne's poor acting skills physically harmed him.

"YOU ABSOLUTELY SUCK."

"Thanks. I try."

"Okay. Well, you two have fun. I'll be doing things," Undyne said, pulling out her phone.

"IF YOU EVEN DARE CALL ANY OF THE ROYAL GUARD. DON'T." Mettaton threatened, "THEY'LL JUST THINK YOU'RE SLACKING OFF." Undyne seemed a bit uneasy as she put her phone back into her pocket.

"THERE WE GO! NOW. WHERE WERE WE?" Mettaton said, a bit more relaxed. You shrug as you haven't done anything yet here. Mettaton grumbled.

"FINE. HOW ABOUT WE WATCH A MOVIE!" Mettaton exclaimed. Undyne grumbled.

"Fine, you two have fun," She said leaving.

"ARE YOU SURE YOU DON'T WANT TO STAY? IF YOU DO IT WON'T BE; METTATON, THE MOVIE. THE HUMAN CAN PICK."

"Why the heck not. Free movie night, the disks are over by the TV, punk," Undyne shrugged and walked on the blue back to the couch. You carefully walk on the pink spots and picked The Princess Bride. You never heard of it before, other than one of the houses you were in said it was a classic. Mettaton seemed pleased with your choice.

"I LOVE THAT MOVIE! IT'S ALMOST AS GOOD AS MINE!" Mettaton exclaimed. The next issue was the couch had no pink. Of course, the easy way to bypass that rule was to sit on Undyne, who was not the same shade of blue as the couch and floor. Undyne pushed you off to the side and accepted that as being allowed on her territory. Mettaton, that cheater, just floated above the couch. The movie started up. It seemed to be one Mettaton and Undyne had seen before. They kept talking and spoiled it for you, you didn't mind though. You weren't really paying attention.