Stage lights were blaring. The crowd was large. Mettaton had apparently rented out the concert hall in the resort, you were surprised that you couldn't hear anything.
As you pushed your way to the front, you listened to Mettaton sing. He was really talented, you begin to wonder why you never listened to his music before, or seen his TV show. Because of work. Before you worked in the MTT resort, you worked at other places.
And all of them you managed to get fired from.
It wasn't really your fault, though. Your bosses were all weird in some way,and when you reported them, they denied it. And they fired you.
It wasn't long before you reached the stage, looking up at the tall robot.
Well, it was mostly legs.
You understood why a lot of people love him, he was certainly a good singer and dancer. You decided that you wee going to watch some of his show episodes on Netflix as soon as you got home.
You felt someone grab your shoulder. "Hey, get back. You're not allowed to push in front."
"I work at the resort. I'm allowed." You said.
"Likely story. I mean, that uniform just looks like cosplay. " They flick your hat and push you back, knocking you into more people.
"Hey, fuck off!" A person pushed you back.
Everyone was now pushing you. Mettaton looked down. "H-Hey! W-What on earth is going on here?"
Everyone was now looking up at Mettaton, and stopped pushing you. You had fallen to the ground, fixing your hair and your hat.
Everyone was now kneeling, apologising to Mettaton. You see a pair of legs walk up to you, holding out their hand. "Hello, darling."
You feel your heart pounding, you have never been this close to a celebrity before. You grab onto his hand as he pulls you up.
"Oh my. You must be one of the workers at this resort. I'm sorry I couldn't have been here when you started , but I've been ever so busy." He smiles at you.
All of the crowd were going very loud. They seemed to be very jealous of you. You heard a very loud monster roar as well.
"Say, since we are here, would you like to join me up on stage?" He asks you. The crowd goes louder.
You haven't really been much of a singer, but if you were, no one was around. You reply with: " I don't know any of your songs, sorry."
Mettaton, and the crowd , were shocked. "But, do you know any other songs that I might know? "
You think for a moment, and then tell him. "Uhm, how about Miss Jackson by Panic! At The Disco? Do you know that one?"
Mettaton smiles again and pulls you up onto the stage. You both sing, and all the way through, you try your best, and asking yourself why you had done this.
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After the show ended , He invites you backstage. You accept, and he holds your hand on the way there, making sure no-one pushes you.
"You sing beautifully, darling . " Mettaton says, sitting you down on a very comfortable chair. He was making you a cup of coffee. "How many sugars?"
"U-uhm, three please." You feel a bit greedy asking for three, but you do like your coffee sweet.
"Ooh. That'll make it extra sweet. Just like your singing."
You feel your cheeks burning up. You think you are blushing.
"Ah, you look warm, darling. " he passes you your coffee, before sitting down himself.
"Talk to me, darling. What's your name?"
He asks you. You say your name."That name is beautiful. "
"T-thank you..." Oh gosh, your cheeks are getting warmer. You take a sip of your coffee, and its just the way you like it.
"So, I was thinking, if you don't mind... Would you like to join me on my show tomorrow?" Mettaton asks, twirling his jet black, shiny hair.
You almost choke on your coffee. You have work tomorrow, and Burgerpants might not take your shift again. Plus, he is a major celebrity.
"I-i have work tomorrow..." You say, quietly.
"It's in the evening. Besides, I own the resort, basically, and I could get you a day off."
He was being so nice to you. You accepted the invitation.
"Great. It's tomorrow at 9 pm. I'll come and pick you up. Where do you live?"
Home. It's late, and you wanted go go home to go to sleep. You wanted to be wrapped up in your warm bed covers, being transported to the dream world.
"I can walk home with you if you want." He kept twirling his hair.
You nod, smiling.
"Great, lets go~!" His metallic voice was so nice, you expected a robot go have a much more... Scratchy voice. He lifted you up, surprising you, and you dropped your coffee.
"A-Ah! Um.. You don't know where we are going yet...."
He gives you a gps. "Type your address into it and I'll remember for next time~"
You do as he says, and give it back to him.
"Good~ now we can get there."
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Soon enough, you and Mettaton arrive at your house.
"H-here we are darling. " he puts you down, opening your door for you. He felt like he was getting warmer as he walked. "C-Can I recharge here?" His breathing was getting a little funny.
"Uhm, sure." You both walk inside. "How do you re-charge?"
"Well, I have a plug in my heel... But if I'm on really low battery, it will come out if I press a button. "
"Well then, choose a socket. I'll be going to bed now." You smile, walking into your bedroom.
You take off your cap and put it on your desk. Then you begin to take your shirt off.
"Hey, (Y/N)... I was wondering if--" Mettaton said as he walked into your room. He blushed a little. Robots can blush?
You felt yourself blushing too. "U-uhm... D-did you want me for something?" You put your top back on..."I-I... I was wondering if... Maybe you'd like to go out... For lunch tomorrow... My treat." He smiles, plugging his heel into a socket in your room, powering down.
You smiled a little. He was nice to you, so you couldn't refuse the offer. After all, he was off. You yawned and flopped into your bed, and fell asleep.
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Can You Date A Star? (Undertale X Reader w Mettaton)
FanfictionWelcome to my Mettaton x reader, I hope you enjoy.