Our Passion For You (Completed)

Chapter 7

The tears of oil started all over again as Mettaton was so relieved to see his bestfriend. Just the sound of her voice made his cracked soul flutter with joy. "Alphys! Alphys....I..." The bot blushed with embarrassment as he realized what state he was in. He must have looked like an absolute mess in her eyes. He must have looked so weak and fragile. A fool....

"Mettaton! Oh my god...wh-what happened to you?! Who did this?!" Her face was in utter shock as she scanned the scene. Who would hurt her friend like this? And why? If Alphys knew anything it was that her creation was nothing but a sweetheart who usually didn't get into any confrontations. She tried piecing everything together in her head. Maybe he ran into someone that had sexual desires. I know Mettaton, and he isn't comfortable with that sort of thing. Perhaps the monster was drunk and didn't like my creation's answer and beat him up.....

Alphys was angry as the thought floated around in her head. How dare someone place their hands on her bestfriend! What gave them the right?! And why so....violent? She stopped and looked around again. Huh? The dinosaur focused her attention on the area one more time and came to a rather more....disturbing idea of what happened.

Ripped clothing? She glanced at Mettaton and noticed how the poor machine was indeed missing his clothes. Not only that, but some of his limbs too. Jesus. Alphys could also see the gleam of oil running down Mettaton's face and body. For a split second she could have sworn it was blood. But it was from the bot so it might as well have been.

She took a few steps closer to the crying machine who refused to look her in the eye. "Mettaton?" The lizard got no response. She frowned and carefully kneeled down to his level. "Mettaton....please. Please let me help you. What...what happened?" Her voice was low and faint but she knew he could hear her clear as day. But he wouldn't say a word or pay any attention to the doctor.

Alphys blinked the tears out of her eyes and reached for his hand. She noticed immediately that Mettaton flinched as soon as they came into contact with one another. "I'm here for you and in no way am I judging you. I love you, you hear me? And we don't have to talk right now but I need to make sure you're okay. You are my top priority at the moment. We're gonna get you out of here." Alphys sighed. "I was going to call Undyne to help but I'll handle this myself. This can stay between me and you."

Mettaton glanced at his creator. Alphys stared at him and waited for any type of response.

Mettaton stared back at the yellow dinsoaur and did what she did not expect. He made a small whining noise and rested his head on her chest, more oil streaking down his cheeks. The action made the scientist think of a small scared child. A baby even. She had to cover her mouth with her hand in order to keep a brave facade about her. But she couldn't keep it in. The lizard women cried and cried, clinging onto her friend. Like a mother to her child almost. "I'm taking you home." She whispered.