My Fatal Flaw/ Papyton

Chapter Seven

While Undyne was setting up her 'plan', Alphys tried to work with Mettaton on the subject of controlling himself. His show had now been put on an even longer hold, to the dismay of all his fans, so the two had time to work together every day. All three, including Undyne, had deemed it far too unsafe to bring Papyrus anywhere near Mettaton until he could control those urges.

It was a lot harder than Alphys had first thought, and not many of the techniques she tried actually helped him. She had gained quite a few injuries during their first few sessions when the robot's need to kill kicked in. Usually, a session would always end with Mettaton sobbing in his room, and Alphys crying to a strangely comforting Undyne.

Thankfully, as time progressed, Mettaton's urges became less common and weaker than they originally were. They still came, but his self-control had strengthened greatly since they began. After just under a month, Alphys and Undyne decided that it was time to carry out the idea.

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"Alphys, are you sure about this?" Mettaton was sitting on his bed, waiting for Undyne to return with Papyrus. "What if I snap again? What if I-"

"Mettaton, d-don't worry! You p-proved that you can c-control yourself now, you be f-fine!" Alphys comforted him, while she waited for her wife to return.

"Ok, if you're sure..."

The two sat in silence for a few minutes, until they heard a door swing open. Undyne, who was completely soaked in water, was beaming with excitement. She had actually managed to keep this meeting as a secret from Papyrus, therefore, he was completely oblivious.

"Undyne, why exactly are we here again?" He asked.

"Oh, you'll see soon! Al? We're here!"

This was Alphys's cue to remove herself from the room, leaving Mettaton to worry. There were so many possibilities for something that could go wrong. He could snap again, and find himself unable to take control. Sans could find out about this. He could damage the fragile layer of trust Papyrus now had for hm, without his urges even returning...

"Mettaton?"

The robot's train of thought was broken by the sound of a familiar voice, and he looked up to see Papyrus standing in his doorway accompanied by a grinning Undyne. Alphys tried to pull her spouse away, but she wouldn't budge, clearly wanting to see the situation unfold even just a little. Mettaton took no notice of her, and quickly rose from his bed to hug Papyrus. When he pulled away, he was pulled back into a kiss. Undyne gave a triumphant smile and finally left them alone.

The two, having not seen each other in far too long, didn't do much but talk. It turned out that Papyrus had not forgiven Sans for almost killing Mettaton, and a wave of guilt rushed over the robot. He couldn't help but feel awful for breaking the strong bond between the two. And, of course, the other memories of that day came back to him. Try as he might, he couldn't stop the tears that came.
Papyrus, being the caring skeleton he was, tried his best to comfort and calm the crying robot. After a while, Mettaton finally got everything out. While Papyrus wasn't too surprised by most of what he said, he was shocked by what he said last.

"I-I'm just worried that... Because of what I d-did to you, you don't t-trust me anym-more... And th-then you... You might stop loving me..."

Papyrus quickly lifted Mettaton's chin up with his hand, forcing him to make eye-contact.

"Mettaton, listen to me. You did break my trust when you... Attacked me, but you proved to that I can still put trust in you. Whenever I'm with you, I feel like the luckiest monster in the Underground. You are amazing. You are talented and handsome, but I didn't fall in love with your looks. I fell in love with your heart, and nothing can change the way I feel about you..."

A deep blush crossed Mettaton's face as Papyrus said this. He had never been told anything like this by anyone. Most people just loved him because of his overly-confident attitude or his gorgeous custom made body. It was never for what he was actually like. Granted, most people didn't know what happened off-stage, or what had happened before his fame, but even those who did didn't seem to acknowledge it. He stayed silent for a moment, taking it all in.

"M-Mettaton? Are you ok..?"

Soon after Papyrus said this, Mettaton pulled him into a kiss.

"Thank you, Papy..."