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Not What I Meant

March 23rd, 8:03 AM

May woke up to the sound of her growling stomach. "Morning darling," she saw Mettaton standing next to her bed, with breakfast. "Have you been standing there all night?" he was in the exact same spot as he was when she fell asleep. "No," he began looking in all directions for a brief moment. "Anyway, I know you're hungry and I'm sure a good night sleep made you feel better," he placed his hand on her forehead. Her fever had dropped significantly. "Yeah, I do feel better, now, breakfast, num num," she held her arm out and made a grabbing motion with her hand. "Alright then, sit up," Mettaton set the plate of breakfast in May's lap. She kissed him on the cheek and began munching, and wow, she was hungry! After finishing everything on her plate, May handed it back to Mettaton. "Num nums," "You want more?" May nodded.

8:06 AM

May tried to finish her second helping, but she could barely stay awake. "Go ahead, doze off, this will still be here when you wake up," Mettaton pet her head and set the plate on one of her nightstands. "Sweet dreams darling," He kissed her forehead. As she entered a slumber, he pulled out a list. "Food in her belly: check, sound sleep: check, a smile on her face: check," those were the 3 things he always made sure May had, no he didn't usually write it down on paper. "Now that that's taken care of, curious, what is Papyrus doing to my hotel?" He pulled out his phone dialing Paps. Oddly enough, he didn't pick up and he got his voicemail. "Weird, he usually picks up within the first two rings." "GREETINGS! THIS IS THE GREAT PAPYRUS, MANAGER OF THE SPAGHETTI HOTEL! LEAVE A MESSAGE!" Mettaton couldn't hide his surprise! "Paps! 1. You're not the manager, I am! 2. It's not called the Spaghetti hotel, and 3. Pick up your phone!" Mettaton snapped his phone shut and started pacing back and forth, he looked over at May, who had slept through the whole thing and will be out for at least a few more hours. "She'll survive if I leave for a little bit. I don't think my hotel will last much longer though!" Mettaton jotted down a quick message to May explaining where he went and rushed over to the MTT hotel.

8:12 AM

Mettaton burst through the door to see the floor lined in red and white roses, posters of spaghetti all over the walls, and all the text explaining rules and policies in Spanish! "Paaaaaaaaaps!!!!" Mettaton yelled from the doorway. Papyrus popped his head from around one of the pillars. "HELLO METTATON! HOW DO YOU LIKE THE NEW DECORATIONS?!" Mettaton looked around, taking in the new additions, trying to stay calm. "You've been...busy" Papyrus smiled "YES! LET ME SHOW YOU!" Mettaton took another long look around. "You mean there's more?" Paps slung his arm around Mettaton's shoulders, leading him farther into the hotel. Mettaton was dragging his feet, not wanting to see all the damage. "Paps, we need to talk." Mettaton steered him into his office. and sat him down across from his desk. "Ok, I know I asked you for help, but I meant just making sure the employees were working! Not change everything! You know how hard May worked on the decorations!" Paps looked down at his lap. "I'm sorry...I just wanted to help." Mettaton didn't want to hurt his feelings. "Look, I do like some of the changes. The Spanish instructions were smart, but we should still have the English ones! The roses are...nice, but a bit much. Maybe a little less rose?" Paps looked back up excited. "I HAVE A GREAT IDEA! GO! THE GREAT PAPYRUS WILL HANDLE IT!" Mettaton wanted to get back to May, and he had to admit, some of the changes were nice. Before he could make up his mind, Paps was shoving him out the door.

8:24 AM

"What?! I'm going over there, and if Skele-boy has f****d up any of my designs even one bit, I'm ripping out all f*****g 24 of his ribs!" Before Mettaton could do anything, May was already in the car and backing out of the driveway. "I better warn Papyrus before she kills him," he whipped out his phone. "May is on her way to the hotel, and she is not pleased, defend yourself!" "NO WORRIES! I WAS TRAINED BY THE HEAD OF THE ROYAL GUARD!" "You've seen what she can do! She can inflict some serious damage!" "I KNOW, SHE'S HERE!" May locked the car and ripped off the glass door to the hotel. "Whoops..." she thought as she stepped around the glass fragments before continuing her search for Papyrus. Once she found him, she walked up to him and tried to punch him in the face. To her surprise, instead of knocking him out, or hitting him at all, her wrist was grabbed just an inch away from his skull. "Paps? Pap, are you okay?!" May snatched the phone. "Who's side are you on?!" All she got in response was a dial tone. She set the phone down on the nearest table. "Agh, that unnaturally hot microwave with makeup on!" As she turned back to Papyrus, a familiar voice shouted: "I heard that!" She turned around to see Mettaton, who began dragging her out to the car.  "And you miss, still need your rest. I'm taking you home, and we'll get back to the door later," May looked down when she heard that last part. "Sorry...that was an accident...I can pay for that," "You don't have too, I hated that door anyway," It was just a plain glass door, so bland, this was an excuse to get a fancier, more colorful door. "I'll send you some designs for the new one," May offered. 

8:31 AM

May was tucked back into bed. "Oh right, I forgot about this," she picked up the plate of unfinished breakfast and began munching. "Just a...few...bites...left," she was getting sleepy. As she tried to keep her eyes open, every last scrap made it into her mouth and was sent on its way down to her stomach. But now, May was feeling a slight discomfort. Maybe she had a little too much. A hug from Mettaton fixed that. Now she was off to sleep.