Orange Broken Bones

Switching Things Up

((Hey guys! This might be a short chapter to this but aye! It's here ^^ Also HUGE HUGE credits to the original artist!))

"SOO What am I specifically holding up for?"

"I need someone to cover for me. Remember the text message I sent you? The screenshots?"

"Oh OH!! Yeah, sorry. My mind has been wonderin o-off lately."

"NO no no, Napsta! Everyone's mind has been in a racket since that booming at our forest."

"I see, so uh..how long you think you're gonna be up there? I mean, you KNOW for sure, the barrier's broken?" asked Napstaton with his hand on the same side hip.

"I'm serious about it! I snuck into my Alphys's lab last night when our fallen human gave me a piece of magic glass. The SAME glass that contains the spell the humans put on us! Even printed documents I stored up, I might need it when I'm out there." Mettaton raved his explanation.

"And it had, YOUR Papyrus's...soul DNA?"

"Yes! And if you remember Mettafell, well HE has him somehow, let alone on the da*n surface! Well, practically speaking, they just moved into a whole new place."

"No kiddin! Da*n, I haven't heard or seen him in a while! Jeez, why didn't he invite us?!" exclaimed Nabsta, but then getting an unamused face back from Mettaton.

"Aight, I'll stop. But, you sure about this? I mean...what if one of your monsters over here notice that..you're not here, and I'M just pretending to be you."

"They won't notice, Napsta. Besides, we're robots with living souls. And with our magic, surely we can switch tone. It's been done before by a couple of other robots like us. You know up by the star pelt?" Mettaton asked, getting out the hair dye and paint buckets.

"Oh yeah, they've done it before but with another, either, you or me. Can't remember much, that was SOO long ago." Napstaton added, crossing his arms nervously.

"And...you know...before we do this, I'm sorry."

"For what? I don't mind d-doing late dances at night."

"No no, I should be sorry for dragging you into this whole scheme...It's insane and stupid, I know. I..I'm just.."

"Hey..hey, it's alright. You've been under a lot of pressure recently: with the news and the fans goin off about what the next headline is gonna become. It's stressful. And...I may not know DIRECTLY how you feel about losing a just-made lover, but I can tell how much you care for the guy." Napstaton began to comfort his dear celebrity friend.

"I loved him since the second grade....those swings just...pulled us together. And I don't even know how the hell he ended up with the Fells to begin with!"

"And I can tell you want him back. I see you, Metta. And I-I'm glad you asked for help when you needed it. To be honest with ya, I love what I do and try to relax about it, alright? I can do two AUs as much as my arms can carry me across the stage." Napsta proceeded to comfort him.

"Are you sure and positive that this isn't gonna be much for you? I don't want you going mental because of my anxiety for Papyrus."

"Mettaton, I can do performances 24/7. Arms like these get around pretty good and I ain't afraid to give my legs a try. I wanna see how you pull them off in the light." Napstaton preached, letting his arms be viewed.

"*sigh* okay, BUT! If things get too complicated while I'm out, have no pale pink in your soul to reach out to me. I will quickly teleport with some of my stored magic over the basis of time." Mettaton tried to calm his voice and a smile finally appears comfortingly.