Undertale Oneshots

Mettaton x Nonbinary! Reader Songfic: We Don't Believe What's On TV

Requested by murndable

You were over at Mettaton's, watching old reruns of his earlier episodes of his shows. "You were so dorky back then," you laughed. "Nonsense, I'm always fabulous, darling!" Mettaton replied.

We don't believe what's on TV

You shook your head. "Nah, back then you were an awkward box," you said, smirking at your best friend.

Because it's what we want to see

Mettaton scoffed. "That's what you think, (Y/N). But I know just how amazing I really am," he argued.

And what we want we know we can't believe

You shook your head and laughed, but you decided to leave it at that. You wouldn't know anything about showbusiness. "I think you should come up on stage with me some day," Mettaton says, turning to you. "I think you would be really good at acting." You shook your head. You'd tried acting before, but it always failed. You never told Mettaton it was because of him and his success... After all, we have all learned to kill our dreams.

This was a normal conversation you two had. He would ask you to act with him, but you would always decline.

-Weeks later-

This was it.

You'd finally agreed to Mettaton offer.

And you regretted it with all your heart.

You were nervous and scared, and Mettaton could easily see this. "What's wrong?" he asked, concerned. You turned to him and told him how nervous you were. "I need to know that when I fail you'll still be here," you said, looking up at him. Then as a sudden thought you added, "'cause if you stick around, I'll sing you pretty sounds." You knew he loved your singing, and maybe that would keep him here.

Unexpectedly, Mettaton pulled you into a hug. You didn't know what to do, so you hesitantly hugged back. "I'll be here no matter what happens or what you offer me," he said reassuringly. You thanked him and you both let go from the hug. You were both ready to perform.

-A few hours later-

The two of you were back at Mettaton's, watching your show together. It actually didn't seem too bad now that you thought about it. "You know, I've kinda thought about running away," you said absentmindedly. You then realized what you said and regretted it. You worried he might be angry at you or worse- "Maybe I could come with you," Mettaton chuckled, interrupting your thoughts. You laughed. "Yeah, we could run away together, live under a bridge, and maybe we'll make money selling your hair," you joked. Mettaton laughed back. "Yes, I'm sure most would love to buy my hair," he boasted, rattling off all the different hair products he used to keep it "fabulous".