Our Passion For You (Completed)

Chapter 8

Mettaton and Alphys sat in the alleyways cold ground as the bot and her continued to hold onto the other and cry. It took about 10 minutes until she pulled away from her creation who gasped and started to panic. The scientist watched in horror as her friend screamed and nearly ripped her jacket to shreds just to have her stay there with him. The fear in his eyes confirmed Alphys that Mettaton was not the same as he was before. And she wasn't sure if he ever would be again.

"Mettaton, Mettaton! Shhhh. Shhhh! It's okay! It's all gonna be okay." She tried to say softly in order for him to calm down. Her hands rested on his shoulders as she looked into his beautiful pink eyes. "I'm going to take you home. We are going home." The dinosaur said more sternly. Her creation stopped and took a few deep breaths, nodding as a sign that he understood. "H-home? You'll take me...home?" Before Alphys could say yes, Mettaton's body shook as he cried again. "H-home....yes. P-please....Please!" She held his cold face in her hands and carefully, oh so carefully as to not scare him, she kissed his nose. "Of course."

The scientist scrambled around the area in order to find Mettaton's body parts that was scattered here and there. The bot watched his creator from a corner he was placed in. He was so glad to have her here with him and he was going to be able to go home with her. Home. I cannot wait. I just wish she would hurry....who knows if they'll come back to f-finish? The thought made his eyes dart back and forth, scanning the alleyway to make sure it was just him and his friend there. He caught a glimpse of Alphys stealing a quick glance in his direction. Her smile caused him to mimic her.

"I think I have everything."

"Are you sure you can carry me Alphys?" Mettaton looked at his limbs in her arms then back at her. "All of me?"

"Yes. Don't worry. I'm stronger than I look. I just need some type of cloth."

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The yellow dinosaur fished for an old worn out blanket in the trash that she used to tie the robot against her back while she carried the pieces that were left of him in her arms. She leaned her head back to assure Mettaton that everything was alright and that they would get home safe. He responded with a weak smile and laid his head on her back. He would relax....for now. Alphys took a deep breath and walked out of the horrid scene, leaving behind splattered oil but taking along with her, despair.