Mettaton saw a strange girl walk up to him. Who is she? And why is she looking at me with that weird expression?! "Hey, punk!" she said. Wait, is she talking to me? "Uh... Hello, darling," he mumbled. "SO!" she shoved a slip of paper into his hands. "You'd better text this number, or else I'll text your face off!" and with that, she ran off. Ummm ok? Should I fear for my safety? Mettaton thought with a laugh. He looked down at the sheet of paper.402-012-9884 was written in blue, smudged ink. Mettaton quickly went to grab his phone from his backpack. "ALRIGHT CLASS!" the teacher screamed. "SETTLE DOWN!" Mettaton sighed and put the paper in his phone case.
After school, Mettaton took his phone out once more. He took the paper out and studied the number. I wonder who this is. He thought. It could be that girl, but I doubt it. She obviously adores her short nerd friend. And she doesn't seem to have any sort of liking to me. He entered the number into his phone and started to text the number.
Hello? A random girl gave me this number, and I have no clue who this is.
Uhh... Hello, stranger! what did the girl look like?
She was really muscular and was wearing a black tank top and blue jeans. She also had bright red hair.
URGH! UNDYNE! And this is papyrus, by the way!
Oh! Papyrus! It's Mettaton.
Oh! Well, hello!
Mettaton went to his contacts and added papy, and turned his phone off and went over his homework. He spent a little while on the cement wall of his high school until someone walked up behind him. "Hello, Mettaton." papyrus said. "Hello, darling." he replied. "uhh...so, um... I w-was thinking...uh, that... mayyyyybbbeee...." papyrus stuttered through his words. "uhhmmm... NEVERMIND! i-i forgot what i-i was g-gonna say! yeah! soooo, uh, IGOTAGOBYE!!!" and with that papyrus ran off.
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Love is Complicated (papyton)
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