Sing to me (Mettaton x Reader)

Chapter 2 - Chatroom

I don't expect a lot of things to happen in my life; exciting things, at the very least. I expected the days to have continued like normal: I'd wake up, do some writing, eat whatever food I had decided to order that day, then go to sleep. What I didn't expect was a phone call here, a phone call there, a knock at the door, and a knock on my window for crying out loud. A month later and I'm still not used to this. I groaned and pressed my face further into the pillow my head rested upon. I already knew the perpetrator.

"Go away, Papy..." I groaned as loud as I could for him to hear me from outside my broken window. I heard his "nyeh, heh, heh" laughter from outside and another knock. This time from the front door as well as the window. Sans, I will kill you, you know I have a doorbell.

"Heya, kiddo!" I could hear his nonchalant voice from across the house. I moaned out in mental agony after rolling off of the bed and onto the fluffy, carpeted flooring below me, face down. I loudly groaned again and heard Papyrus gasp.

"HUMAN DOWN, SANS! HUMAN DOWN!" I heard his loud footsteps trailing back to the front of the house where Sans is. Or, was.

"You good, kid?" I heard the shorter skeleton from above me ask with a dash of amusement mixed in with the inquiry. Papyrus was now banging his gloved fists against the door, from what I could hear, while simultaneously shouting "let me in". Dude, I have a doorbell.

"I hate you guys." My voice was muffled by the carpet

"Oh, spare me," Sans obviously made a pun though I didn't understand it. Must be an inside joke or something. "Get up, we have a surprise for you."

"Let Papy in real quick," I said, pushing myself up from the ground with the palms of my hands. I grunted as I stood, looking around to see that Sans had gone to do what I had asked of him. I fixed the blanket that had fallen off the bed with me before closing the door to my room and heading out to the living room where the two skele-bros were waiting. Papyrus was pacing back and forth while Sans sat on the couch with his short legs dangling over the armrest. Once Papyrus noticed my presence, he ceased in his pacing and jogged over to me, reaching his arms down to grip onto my shoulders. He lightly shook me.

"HUMAN! THE GIFT WE ARE ABOUT TO BESTOW UPON YOU REQUIRES YOUR UTMOST SECRECY. DO YOU UNDERSTAND?" His normal shouting voice resonated throughout the home and most likely throughout the neighborhood.

I shrugged. "Sure, I understand."

Papyrus then pushed me towards the desk stationed by the door that had a laptop propped up on the surface, a wireless mouse at its' side. He pushed me down onto the seat and, rather violently, opened up the computer. He motioned for Sans to come over and before I knew it, he was to my right as Papyrus was to my left. Papyrus covered my eyes with his red glove as I heard Sans rapidly typing something into the computer. I heard the two arguing about how Sans spelt something wrong and how he didn't download the right program. When Sans assured Papyrus that he did, the taller skeleton uncovered my eyes and before me was a chatroom with a black text box in front of a baby blue and lilac striped background. To the left was the different names of people who were either offline or online, a green or red dot indicating so. I noticed my name on the top where the people online were.

I craned my neck to look to my right where Sans was. "Is this the surprise?" I asked, not sounding very impressed with whatever this was.

"You know how I told you that a bunch of monsters came up from the underground with us?" Sans asked, already knowing my answer.

"Yes."

"Well, with the help of our ambassador, we made a secret chatroom where we can all talk and stuff. Since you don't like going out, we thought you'd like this alternative way of chatting." He nudged my shoulder.

"SANS YOU JUST RUINED IT!" Papyrus stomped his feet against the floor as I laughed.

"Thanks, guys. Who are some of the people on here?"

"Well, there's Mettaton, Toriel, Frisk, Asgore-"

"Wait a minute, did you just say Frisk?" I felt myself freeze as I stared at the short bag of bones with a shocked expression.

"Yeah, why?"

I laughed to myself. "Dude, that used to be the kid that would get me my groceries and shit!" I felt myself smiling. Frisk was such a sweet kid and they were my closest neighbor. They offered to get me food and deliver my mail. They visited often but suddenly disappeared one day.

"Really?" Sans chuckled. "Small world. Yeah, they're our ambassador and the admin of the chatroom."

"Heck yeah. So can you guys get the hell out of my house? It's literally six in the morning."

"Since when did you care about time?"

"Since now. Get out."

(Sorry these have been so short lol but these are pre-written so...)