Stalker in Stilettos [Mettaton x Reader]

Death by Shopping

The events of last night are still fresh in my mind, and I'm unable to decide if that is good or completely dreadful. After Mettaton made his exit, I recalled the whole situation for Laura over some mildly overcooked "Death by Chocolate" cake. It took all of my willpower to prevent her from reporting my "beloved stalker," as she jokingly nicknamed him, to the authorities. But today is another day, and I have a date to prepare for. It still felt surreal to even have met Mettaton, let alone having a dinner scheduled with him.

After nearly an hour of staring at the ceiling, contemplating every possible embarrassing scenario that could potentially occur today, I'm startled by the "Oh, yes!" Of Laura's MTT-Brand alarm clock... or is it her alarm clock? My eyes snap open, and I scan the bedroom with my sheets clutched tightly to my chest. I feel as if a large weight is sinking in my stomach when my eyes connect with none other than Mettaton's, who is currently leaning into Laura and I's room from the window. "What the hell, Mettaton!" I hiss fiercely. "Rise and shine, darling, we have things to do and places to be!" The entertainer states, beckoning me with a hand.

I shoot an uneasy glance towards the sleeping form of Laura, resting blissfully unaware in her bed opposite the room. "Listen, Mettaton. How about you remove yourself from my window and wait for me out front, I'm not even dressed yet," I suggest, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. "Spectacular plan, [Y/N]. I'll be waiting, toodles!" The flamboyant robot disappears from the window, and I heave a sigh of relief. With no time to lose, I rapidly change into a flannel shirt-dress and some black boots, rake through my hair with a comb, and jot down a note to Laura concerning my whereabouts before stepping outside.

"Oh, [Y/N], I've missed you so much since we last met!" Mettaton exclaims dramatically. "We saw each other yesterday evening, Mettaton. Met each other, actually." I reply, continuing to rub the sleep from my eyes. "Although that may be true, it does not mean it agonized me to be apart from you, gorgeous!" His tone was clearly sarcastic this time around, which elicits a laugh from me. "So, why did you show up in the window, again? I thought we agreed it was improper behaviour." I ask, graciously accepting the hand Mettaton held out for me.

"Well, I wasn't going to kick down your door. Unless that's what you'd prefer?" He questions, raising a perfectly manicured eyebrow. "Of course not! It's just... showing up at the house of someone you barely know at early hours of the morning isn't really... considered appropriate in human culture," I explain. "Ah, I see how it is, darling. I will try to keep that in mind," he smiles, walking me to the doors of a surprisingly modest black limousine.

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"Shopping? Why are we going shopping?" I ask as the limousine pulls up to a mall complex. "Because I want to help you select an outfit for our little date!" Mettaton replies, a child-like excitement dancing in his eyes. "Okay...," I concede, sighing in defeat, "But only on one condition." Intrigued, Mettaton cocks his head to the side, "And what would that condition be, sweetheart?" He inquires. "I pay," comes my answer. I can see Mettaton open and close his mouth, trying to retort, but before he could, I add, "For both of us."

A small part of me wants to sympathize with him, and I sigh heavily when he visibly cringes at my statement. "Alright, dear...," he mutters in a pitifully dejected tone, before exiting the limo and opening my door in a gentlemanly display. "Oh my god, he's polite?" I observe under my breath, taking his arm and beginning the walk into the mall. "What was that, darling?" Mettaton asks. "N-nothing!" I stutter, flushing slightly.

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Several painstaking hours of shopping, and I am still standing in a changing room being bombarded outfit after outfit. "How many more do I have to try on, Mettaton?" I ask, a whimper edging my voice as said robot flings yet another offensively hot pink dress over the stall door, which is unfortunately shorter than him, meaning he could probably look in on me at any given moment. At least he hasn't... yet. "As many as it takes to find the perfect one, of course!" is his reply, as expected.

As I'm slipping out of the pink dress, I hear Mettaton emit a hilariously exaggerated robotic gasp, "Oh, my! This is simply perfect!" Obviously, I expect the worst from this outfit, but as long as he likes it so much, I figure I'll wear it just to get this all over with. I watch as he lowers a stunning, black sleeveless mermaid-cut dress into my dressing room. Small, delicate rhinestones decorate the bust subtly, complimenting the black with their golden shimmer.

I have to admit, the dress looks damn good on me, even if it's a little more fancy than I thought I'd go for. "Ooh, you have to show me what it looks like on you, [Y/N]!" Mettaton squeals. "But then it wouldn't be a surprise, right?" I ask, already changing back into my own clothes. "Oh, alright...," he whines as I hand him the dress over the stall door. "But, that means I'm paying!" He shouts. "Oh no," I say aloud, flinging the dressing room door open and beginning my chase after the boot-clad machine. "Oh, yes!" Mettaton yelled back.

Gasping for air, I slow to a trudge of defeat as I approach the register. "Too slow, darling," he chirps, flashing me a disturbingly perfect smile. " Come on," I groan, frowning deeply. He pulls out his cell phone, obviously the latest MTT-Brand model, and checks the time. "Well, well, welly, well, well," Mettaton exclaims, "It's getting to be evening! I've got to get you back home so you can get ready, I suppose," he says, legitimate disappointment in his magenta eyes. "Oh, come on, Mettaton! You'll see me at 6:30!" I laugh at his ridiculousness. "I guess that's true...," he mutters as we exit the mall and clamber into the limousine once more, driving back to my house where I was sure Laura awaited.

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[A/N] Here's part two~ it didn't take as long to write this time around, thank goodness. I'll try to update once daily, to the best of my ability. But, I would like to keep the word count over 1,000 like I have been, as well. Anyways, bye for now!