The Call Of A Mute Heart

Chapter 21

A/N-- I made the picture above!

"Remember, Songbird... If it gets to be to much for you, you can leave. Frisk would probably enjoy having someone to play with." Mettaton stated as he held open the door to the school for you. "I just got you as my own and I'll be damned if a PTA meeting is the reason that you end up hospitalized." You gave him a rather confused look as you walked past him into the school's threshold. What could happen at a PTA meeting that could cause you to have an attack? Actually, what hasn't made you have small attacks lately? In an attempt to distract away from this train of thought, you look around the entrance that you were currently in. It's halls now vacant of all the students that would normally fill it.

A certain small student came barreling down the hallway to your right and wrapped their tiny arms around your legs as much as they could. The force of their body making you stumble back a couple of steps. You heard excited giggles from the child as you reached down to pat their mop of brown hair. It wasn't long before Mettaton had followed in behind you and noticed your new tag-a-long. His long arms swept Frisk up into a hug with their giggles escalating in glee. "Hello there, Adorable~! I hope that you weren't waiting to long by yourself?"

Frisk shook their head and happily returned the robot idol's hug. "No. There are a couple other kids here who are waiting for the meeting too." They signed as Mettaton led you down the various hallways with Frisk in his arms. It was obvious that this wasn't his first rodeo.

"Well, that's good. Are you all going to sit in with us or...?" You signed to Frisk while following next to Mettaton, who had slowed his long strides so that it was easier for you to follow.

Their face turned hard for a moment before shaking their head. "These meetings can be scary. I just wanna grab some snacks before heading to the gym where everyone else is." They tapped Mettaton so that he could put them down. When their feet hit the ground, they dashed down the hall and into a nearby classroom. The room that probably held the PTA meeting that everyone seemed to be dreading.

Mettaton had stopped walking so the two of you were standing in the middle of the vacant locker lined hallway. Motivational posters with cute animals and kids drawings lining the walls above. You looked up at him to see that he was wearing the same expression that he had yesterday when talking with Sans. The normal calming air that a school should have was now intense. "Hey... Are you okay? Why are you so tense?" You lightly nudged him to get the robot's attention and pull him from his thoughts.

He looks at you before letting out a rather frustrated sigh. "I'm pretty sure you already figured this out yesterday, Sweetheart, but... Even though monsters have been accepted by almost the entire world... Even loved." At this, he gave you a playful wink. "There are still a small group who don't have the best opinion of monsters."

"I'm assuming 'don't have the best opinion' is, you, sugar coating it a lot." You cocked an eyebrow at him as your hands said it. Mettaton's lips formed a small smile at the playful sass you were emitting.

"You are indeed correct, beautiful." He said as Frisk waltzed out of the classroom holding a plate of goodies. It had some rice crispy treats, cookies, along with some veggies and dip. They headed up to you and gave you a one armed hug of encouragement before heading off in the direction of the gym. Mettaton watched them go before turning back to you. "Well, it's almost 5. We better get in there."

"Relax. We got this!" You puff out your chest proudly and give Mettaton an encouraging thump on his back.

He chuckled at your enthusiasm. A real smile now on his features. "I hope you're right, Darling." At that, he turns to face the classroom. "Time to put on the best acting of my life." Taking the lead, he heads down the hallway and opens the door for you with a grand flourish.