It has been approximately a month the wondrous, brave (y/n) met the dashing Mettaton. Mettaton began to be clingy to grab (Y/n)s attention.When she socialized with other people like talking, hugging, even the occasional kiss on the cheek and pose that made Mettaton not sit well inside, wanting to be the spotlight in her life. - " Mettaton, do we have too???????" (Y/n) whined as she and Mettaton walked. Mettaton insisted to go to the theater. He wanted to show her his new movie but she could care less! It's mostly the same as all of his movies. He dresses better than all his co-stars and has poses and SHABAM! That's it! " (Y/n), darling, you will love it! And you'll never guess what I have planned for you!" " Wait what?! I thought we were just going to see your movie!" " Oh you'll love this!!!" " I hate surprises!" " Not from Mettaton, you don't!" And with that, (Y/n) huffed and puffed. The walk continued for a minute or so until they arrived at their 'surprise' destination, according to Mettaton. It was a elegant restaurant only wealthy monsters could afford. As (Y/n) walked up to the front doors, Mettaton held the doors but what caught her I was a sign. RICH MONSTERS WITH RICH ATTIRE ONLY!!!!!! Ha, Kiss my fucking ass! This means we will have to leave! (Y/n) thought. " Love, don't worry about that clothes thing. I can tell my wardrobe dresser to come by as we wait for our table. Just sit still and look pretty on the bench while I handle it Darling." Mettaton says to ( Y/n), as he headed to the front desk and asks for a table for two. (Y/n) walks over to the bench and watch Mettatons movements closely. He pulls out his phone after requesting, assuming he is talking to his wardrobe dresser, heading outside after kissing (Y/n)s silky smooth cheek. (Y/n) giggled which left a smiling Mettaton happily talking to his co-worker. Once he came back, ( Y/n) grabbed Mettatons hand, pulling him to sit down next to her. " My my, look who's in a happy mood!" Mettaton says to her, pulling her face towards him with a finger under her chin. "Mettaton, thanks for taking me here but this is all so much! Why, hun?" " Well, isn't it obvious? The most fantastic girl needs to be treated like royalty! You deserve it love!" " Ha ha thanks hun! But where did you say I would get my clothes?" " Oh, you know, not clothes in plural but singular is what you mean..." (Y/n)s eyes and mouth widened in shock. " Mettaton, why why WHY?!" (y/n) exclaims jumping out of her seat, bringing attention towards the two. Mettaton grabs her wrist, forcing her to sit down again. " My goodness, (y/n)! You'll be fine! Don't exaggerate." (Y/n) looks ahead, not wanting to see the robot. She needed her own time to think. What if I trip if it's a long dress? What if my butt hangs out if it's too short? Do I know how to put on a dress? WHAT EVEN IS A DRESS? (Y/n) thought to herself. A buzz started from Mettatons phone. He picks it up and after a couple of seconds, tugs you outside to be faced with two trailers in the parking lot. " Mettaton! What is all of this?!" Oh the couple definitely were causing some stir with their presence. Fans, Paparazzi, even co-workers are being held off now by security. " One trailer for you and one for I! Now my dear, we have 45 minutes left for our table so don't take to long! My wardrobe dresser will be with you to help if needed! Have fun dear!" Mettaton departs into his trailer as (Y/n) looked at the one assigned to her. A woman stood at the steps waiting for (y/n). " Oh this will definitely be fun..." ~TIME SKIP~ After looking through all the pink and black clothing held in the trailer, one was finally decided. It was one (y/n) would die for and she is definitely more excited now for her dinner with Mettaton with this dress. It was a slimming pale pink dress with black lace overlapping. Once she put it on, she felt if she was being tightly hugged but Becky, the wardrobe dresser, told her she was looking hot. She even began thinking of making (y/n) her own lover but new the consequences would be great knowing Mettaton admires her.
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She still had 20 minutes left. She asked Becky for any makeup available. With what she had, she had smokey eyes lined with a cut throats eyeliner, strong ass brows that could kill someone, and juicy lips. Becky just died inside watching. Afterwards, with only 5 minutes left to spare, (Y/n) finally got to see herself. She felt different, looked different, and felt that it wasn't bad at all. All her curves show and if we are being honest, she would date herself! She began heading outside, only to fall from misstepping in her nude heels. But Mettaton caught her right on time, placing her ever so softly and fixing her perfectly natural hair. Once he laid his eyes on her, his magenta colored eyes turned to gold heart pupils in the center. (Y/n) couldn't help but blush but also stare at him in return! His strong build was covered with black dress pants paired with black long sleeve shirt, finished with a pink tie. He looked absolutely dashing. She looked absolutely stunning. " You look delicious dear" Mettaton whispered into (y/n)s ear. She just pushed her head into the crook of his neck in response. They both start strutting towards inside the restaurant. They are led to a dark corner with a single light above their heads. " Wonder why the restaurant is called Black Out..." ( Y/n) spoke smugly, Mettaton chuckling at her sarcasm. " Oh you little joker! How am I so lucky to have a lady like you." " I know, I'm TOTALLY out of your league." " oh oh oh!! Someone is being a little fiesty." As soon as Mettaton finished talking, the waiter came by. The two placed their orders and the waiter left. The two continued talking and finding more about each other, only focusing on each other. But little did Mettaton know that (y/n) has a phobia of the dark. She is terrified of what could lurk in their...like a monster.(... Oh the irony) She jumped at the sound of others talking, shifting, and when Mettaton reached over to grab her hand. " Love, are you scared? I'm here darling, you're safe. Just relax! We both deserve this, don't stress dear." Mettaton reassuring (y/n) and she let her self relax more, but can't help but still stay on edge. She feels as if something isn't right. The waiter came back and dropped off your food but before he left, you caught him staring at Mettaton. " Excuse me but are you with this lady Mettaton?" What the fuck? (Y/n) thought. I think someone is about to regret what they say in a couple of moments if he ain't careful. " Excuse me but this lady is my lovely (Y/n)." The waiter looked at (y/n). " My my, she definitely is lovely" The waiter grabs her hand forcefully, (y/n) trying to tug back but his hold is firm. " May I?" " I... uh..." The waiter kisses her hand, leaving a string of saliva once disconnecting his slimy lips from her soft hand. This makes (y/n) deeply upset, looking at Mettaton embarrassed. Mettatons has a unsettling frown and ruby red eyes. " Leave." Mettaton spat out with disgust towards the waiter. With that as a bad sign, he left. (Y/n) stared at Mettaton, him staring back at her. He looked different, like he does when people act too friendly to you but more uneasy. The lady breaks the staring contest and wipes her hand that has been infected by the mans lips on the silk table cloth. She begins hearing more shifting behind her. More than one person, so close breathing down her neck. She begins breathing more rapidly, chest rising and falling from hyperventilating. She is too unsettled. Her robot is upset, Becky clearly likes her, the waiter likes both her and Mettaton, AND THEY ARE IN THE DARK. (Y/n) stands up, startling Mettaton back to reality when jagged, blood red crystalline shoots up from the ground. With such force, (y/n) collapse to her knees, cuts bleeding from landing on sharp shards and crying out of pain. Lights turn on, Mettaton rushes to her and carries her out, heading to the back room. The Crystalline had almost cut nosy people behind where (y/n) had sat. The couple were in the back room, (y/n) frantically murmuring, pulling on her hair. Mettaton just stared at his distressed sweetheart, analyzing her emotions. Then he headed towards the lights, turning them off. (Y/n) began bawling loudly, which is what Mettaton hoped for. As he waits and waits, they stay there in the dark, dank room for three minutes until Mettaton finally saw the person he wanted to see enter inside. " Baby, are you okay? I'm sorry I scared you." The waiter spoke, tugging (y/n) to a forceful hug. (Y/n) just fell limp in the strangers arms, until she heard a sharp noise from across the room. Loud, infuriated steps stepped forward to her. The lady struggled, trying to be free from the waiters grip. " Let me go!!!" (Y/n) begged to the worker. "It's too late!" Mettaton yells, plunging a knife into the mans back, turning it inside him right and left. Blood spills onto (y/n), absolutely horrifying her. The robot pulls out the knife, plunging it back in repeatedly and hysterically laughing as the waiter dies. (Y/n) runs to the light switch, and runs out after seeing the bloody, horrific scene. She runs and runs, never looking back... •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••
