Finding Love Again (Mettaton X Reader 2)

Chapter 18: More Precious Moments

“...AND THEN, I’LL SHOW YOU ALL OF THE GREATEST RECIPES FOR SPAGHETTI!” Papyrus announced cheerfully as he held his goddaughter in his arms.

“and i’ll tell you all of the best puns,” Sans winked.

“DON'T YOU DARE!”

You and Mettaton laughed. You all were home now and the skelebros had stopped by to visit.

“aww, c’mon, bro, you love my puns.”

Payton giggled and it warmed everyone’s hearts.

The doorbell rang and Mettaton left to get it.

“yo, paps, can i hold her now?” Sans asked.

“Oh, of course, brother!” Papyrus handed Payton to Sans.

“hi there. it's your duncle sans,” he giggled and Payton laughed with him.

“H-Hi, everyone,” greeted Alphys.

“Hey, Alphys,” everyone replied.

“Sorry I'm late, I-I had to finish something in the, uh, lab.”

“It's fine,” you said. “Come on in so you can have a chance to hold her.”

“Alright,” Alphys smiled.

“Hey, guys,” Napstablook greeted as he walked in with Frisk.

“Mommy! Mettaton! Payton!” Frisk cheered happily.

“Hey, Frisk!” you called as you accepted his hug.

“Hey, Dr. Alphys, Sans, hey, Papyrus,” Napstablook blushed when he saw Papyrus.

“Hey, Napstablook,” they greeted.

You found it strange how weird Napstablook was acting. You decided to talk to Mettaton about it.

“Hey, Metta?” You whispered when he returned to his seat.

“Yeah, darling,” he leaned over so he could hear you.

“Have you noticed how strange Napstablook has been acting around Papy?”

“What do you mean?”

“He seems more...nervous around him.”

“Hmm...I’ll go talk to him.” Mettaton kissed your forehead before he stood up. “Blooky, dear, can I talk to you for a sec?”

“Uh, sure, okay,” Napstablook followed Mettaton into the kitchen.

Mettaton’s POV~

“What's going on, Blooky?” I asked bluntly.

“Huh? Nothing-”

“Between you and Papyrus?”

“Oh...uh, it's nothing. Everything's perfectly fine,” Blooky blushed.

“Mmhm, so why are you blushing, hmm?”

“I-I’m not blushing. Look, what is this about, Met?”

“You've been acting weird around Papyrus, according to my concerned wife, and I need to get to the bottom of it. Tell me what's wrong.”

Blooky looked down, tears threatening to fall.

“Mettaton, I...I don't know what to do,” he confessed. “I think I like two people and I don't know who I should go with and it's all so confusing.”

“There there, Blooky, it's okay. We all get feelings.” I placed a caring hand on his shoulder. “Tell me who you like. I promise I won't tell anyone.”