Lunar Cycles and YouTube Stars (Mettaton X Reader)

Six: Sick

The next morning, you woke up in your bed with a giant headache. Your door was slightly cracked open.

"Mettaton," you called raspily. "Hello?"

You coughed. The robot knocked and you told him he could come in.

"Darling, are you okay? You stormed off before-"

"I'm sorry, I don't know what happened," you rasped. "Can I have a hug?"

Mettaton smiled and walked over to you. He bent down and wrapped his cold arms around you. You hugged him back and enjoyed the moment.

"Thank you, Mettaton." You coughed some more.

You realized that you were sick. Why did you have to be sick? You hated being bedridden for a few days.

"What's wrong? Are you sick?" Mettaton asked concerned.

"I think so..." you sniffled and then sneezed like a kitten.

"Bless you, kitten," Mettaton teased.

You frowned and sneezed again.

"I'll go make you some tea and soup, okay?" The robot joyously skipped out of the room to get your remedies ready.

"Wait, Mettaton, did you upload the video?" You rasped, but he was already in the kitchen.

You sighed and dragged yourself out of the bed. You walked out of the room and to the computer. You clicked to make the screen appear in front of you. You saw that they had taken you out of the video. Last night, you went ballistic about being seen throughout the whole world, but...you decided to put yourself back in to make Mettaton happy. You edited the video again and then uploaded it to YouTube.

"What are you doing up, kitten? You should be resting," Mettaton fussed.

"I had to upload your video," you smiled weakly, "the full video."

"You...you're gonna make your appearance?!" Mettaton squealed hurting your headache and you winced. "Oops, sorry. I'm so happy."

You laughed a little and tried to walk to the couch to lay down, but you suddenly felt dizzy. Before you could fall, Mettaton caught you and carried you bridal style to the couch so you can rest.

"There you are, darling," Mettaton set you down gently. "Wanna watch tv?"

You nodded and he handed you the remote control.

"Anything else you might want?"

You shook your head as you turned to the news. You were shocked with what you saw. It was Mettaton singing! The video you literally just uploaded was already being shown.

But it wasn't your video, it was someone from the crowd because the camera rolled onto you taping it.

"Apparently, this Underground star is really talented," said Kate Milo, the reporter doing this story. "Considering that he's a monster, this may be a beautiful debut for this amazing robot."

"They love you, Mettaton," you smiled excitedly.

"I know...it's amazing!" Mettaton yelled happily.

He reminded you of a kid high on sugar. You smiled and sneezed bringing Mettaton back to his nursing mode.

"Right, the tea should be ready," Mettaton informed, "as well as your soup."

He rushed to the kitchen and grabbed your brunch.

"Thank you for taking care of me by the way," you sighed.

"What are friends for?" he asked with a twinkle in his eye.

You slurped your soup and hummed in satisfaction. It tasted so good. You could taste the perfect amount of chicken and amazing carrots and celery.

"This is really good, Mettaton," you commented. "You're a good chef."

"Well, I did run a cooking show, love," Mettaton reminded you.

"True," you sat up to comfortably eat your soup.

Mettaton helped you gently. You groaned a little, you seriously felt terrible.

"Comfy?" Mettaton asked you. You nodded and slurped another spoonful of soup. "Need anything? Blankets? Pillows?"

"I'm fine," you told him. "You're so helpful."

"I try my best."

After finishing your tea and soup, Mettaton took your dishes to the kitchen. Once he returned and sat down, you lay on his chest plate comfortably. The robot smiled and wrapped his arm around you as if to protect you from any harm.

It was comforting to have someone protecting you from nothing. You felt calm and relaxed. Soon, you were asleep in his embrace.

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You woke up in the dark, the tv lights shining on your face. You felt much better than before. You stretched and sat up taking the covers off. Mettaton was nowhere to be seen. 

"Mettaton?!" You called out, but nobody came.

You pulled the blankets around you and put on your slippers. You noticed your front door was cracked open a bit. Walking outside caught Mettaton's attention.

"You're up, you should rest," he stated tiredly.

"Nah, I feel much better, nurse Mettaton," you smiled. "You okay?"

"Yeah, just taking in how beautiful the real stars look," he turned his gaze to the sky. "I've always wanted to see them."

It was the little things that made you like him. How this adult knew so little about the world. He was a child in an adult body.

"Yeah, my uncle used to take me camping and we had this giant telescope that we looked through," you told him. "You could find constellations and if you're lucky, other planets."

Mettaton's face lit up. "There are more planets?"

"There are 9 planets including Earth."

"Do tell!"

"There's Mercury, Venus, then us, Mars, Jupiter, Saturn, Uranus, Neptune, and Pluto. The astronomers demoted Pluto to a dwarf star a couple years back, but I still consider it a planet, since it's my favorite," you totally nerded out there. You blushed. "Sorry, I must sound like a nerd."

"No, it's fine, darling," Mettaton smiled. "I'm fine with listening to nerds drone on about things if they're talking about something interesting."

"Totally! I hate those nerds who are into anime and they try to tell you about it," you ranted.

"I lived with her in the Underground! She even forced me to watch it," Mettaton agreed.

You both giggled. Then a shooting star flew past them.

"Make a wish," you told Mettaton.

"Why?" He asked.

"It's what you're supposed to do when you see a shooting star." You explained and made up a wish in your head.

"I wish...people would learn to love monsters and not harm them and act like we want to kill them," Mettaton wished. He really was a sweetheart.

"That's a beautiful wish, Metta," you complimented.

"I mean it with my heart. I really thought humans were going to be like Frisk was, but...I guess not," he sighed. "If it weren't for you, I would've been lost."

He hugged you and you hugged back. You hugged him tighter and didn't want to let go. Mettaton giggled a little and pat your hair. You were so grateful to have him in your life.

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