red metal...(yandere Mettaton X Stockholm Syndrome Violet Johnson)

Anger

Mettatons pov:

I looked at alphys while we were walking home. Then I looked down at the ground and looked around, finally setting my eyes on the sky. It was beautiful. I touched my cheek as I felt a tear on my cheek and my eyes started to water with oil. Alphys turned around and asked if I was alright. I looked back down at her and smiled and nodded, saying in awe afterward " The sky is beautiful today, isn't it?. She nodded then started scolding me for how I broke my promise. The awe slowly turned to annoyance, then suddenly turned into anger as I felt angry at Alphys for interrupting. I glared and then realized something. "Alphys, I accidentally left my microphone at Violet's house. I'll be right back, okay?", I said, suddenly looking up at Alphys expectantly. She told me to quickly get it and come back. I ran to violets house and knocked on her door. She opened the door and instantly blushed. I immediately noticed all of the band-aids on her hands and frowned slightly but she couldn't see because I was bent over, trying to catch my breath. I then walked in, the immediate scent of carrots and green peppers hit my nose. I then started explaining to her why I wasn't with Alphys. " Well, darling......I was about to come home with her but I think I forgot something here. My sweet, sweet violet, did I happen to leave my.....microphone here? I'll need it, as I cannot simply live without it. Mhm...its pink and should have my initials carved into it. Be a very, very sweet darling and go get it for me will you?". She nodded and walked upstairs to get my microphone. While she was upstairs, I walked into the kitchen and ran my hand along the edge of the counter, feeling the polished wood as I noticed something shining on the other side of the counter. I walked over and picked it up, putting it on my high heel just as violet came downstairs. I smiled and thanked her, grabbing my mic and quickly running outside before she noticed anything missing.

Violets p.o.v.: I was sitting on my couch thinking about what happened just earlier. suddenly, Emily jumped onto the couch, breaking my concentration. I looked at her and rolled my eyes. "what do you want you rug rat?" I said, then saw her smile the biggest smile I've ever seen. " Make me that vegetable casserole for supper...? Like....our first mother would?". I frowned slightly at the word first but nodded. Our birth mother passed away from a car accident and mary always stays in her room because she blames herself. I got up and walked into the kitchen, grabbing a few necessities like carrots, and green peppers. Then I went to the counter and grabbed a knife from the knife cube and started chopping up the carrots quickly. A few chops later I accidentally landed the knife on my finger, slightly cutting it. I pulled my hand away quickly, and set the knife on the counter, going to the bathroom to get a band-aid, as I already had multiple band-aids on my hand from cutting the vegetables too fast. I muttered to myself, questioning why I didn't pick a duller knife when suddenly the doorbell rang. I quickly walked to the door and opened it. And oh boy did I regret it. Mettaton was standing there, looking like he was out of breath. I immediately felt my cheeks heat up. He walked in suddenly and I got confused. He explained to me how he accidentally left his microphone here.  " Well, darling......I was about to come home with her but I think I forgot something here. My sweet, sweet violet, did I happen to leave my.....microphone here? I'll need it, as I simply cannot live without it. Mhm...its pink and should have my initials carved into it. Be a very, very sweet darling and go get it for me will you?" He said in the sweetest voice ever. I remembered and ran upstairs to get the microphone. I unlocked my door and ran inside, running straight to the desk where the microphone initialed MTT was laying. I picked it up, holding it in my hands a little while longer, I could smell his scent on it still...I ran downstairs and saw mettaton zipping up his boots, then shook it off and held out the mic to him. He snatched it out of my hand and ran out of my house. wow....not even thanks. I went to the counter to continue cutting the carrots when I noticed something.......where was the knife I was using to cut the carrots?