I personally think that Napstablook was inside the dummy in the Ruins the entire time, so that's why I don't think of it as a different ghost :P

"Oh…w-wow…"

Napstablook was on his brand new laptop (given to him by Mettaton, of course), reading some of the comments to his latest music mix he had posted online. All of them were quite positive, to his surprise, and he almost felt like crying from all the kindness.

SLAM!

The front door slamming open was a sure enough sign that Mettaton was home. Now that Napstablook thought about it, it was pretty odd their front door hadn't broken off yet.

Deciding to go see his cousin, Napstablook gently shut his laptop and slid it under his bed. He took off his headphones and phased out of his room, heading to the kitchen.

"Blooky! Are you enjoying that new laptop, darling?" Mettaton grinned once he caught sight of the ghost.

Napstablook nodded, but he seemed to be staring at the counter. "Um…where did all this tea come from…?"

"Hm?" Mettaton turned around and studied the kitchen counter, which was almost entirely full of tea boxes—specifically golden flower tea. "Oh, you wouldn't believe how cheap this stuff was from the market! They had this big sale going on, and you know I couldn't possibly turn it down!" The robot beamed, obviously proud with himself for taking this opportunity.

Napstablook blinked at him. "But…you don't even like tea…"

"Hm? Sure I do, darling!"

"Since…um…when…?" Napstablook didn't want to argue, but he didn't see any purpose in having all this tea if hardly anyone would drink it.

Mettaton opened his mouth to answer, but nothing came out, unsurprisingly. He frowned. "Well, I'm sure I drank tea that one time when I…no, no…that's not right…but! There was that time when Alphys—no, wait, she gave me some, but I didn't like it...oh, shoot." He started laughing. "You're right, Blooky. I don't like tea! How about that?"

Napstablook smiled a little. "So…what's all this tea for, then…?"

"Hm…" Mettaton scratched his head. "Well, you like tea, don't you?"

"Sometimes…but…I think this may be a bit too much…" Napstablook whispered, not wanting Mettaton to be upset that he wasted his money.

"Oh." Mettaton shrugged, not seeming disappointed at all. "That's fine, darling! Say, why don't you go find someone who likes golden flower tea and give them these? After all, I'd hate for all this to go to waste!"

Napstablook stiffened. "…Me? Oh…c-couldn't you…um…"

Mettaton looked at his watch and gasped. "Oh shoot! I'm almost late for my show! I'm terribly sorry, Blooky, but I need to get going! I'll see you later tonight, okay?" He gave the ghost a quick hug before heading out the door. "Goodbye!"

"Bye…Metta," Napstablook mumbled as the door slammed shut. He looked over at all the tea boxes and sighed. "Oh…why me…?"

"Tea…I have tea…" Napstablook spoke lowly as he flew around town with all the tea boxes bundled in his stubby arms.

About a month ago, trying to get the attention of several people would've been his worst fear come to life. However, performing with Mettaton had lessened that fear a tiny bit. Of course, that didn't mean he was now fully comfortable with crowds and people in general, though.

"Uh…excuse me…but do you—oh…they left…" He turned around. "H-Hey…w-would you…um…oh, you're probably busy…sorry…" The more he tried to talk, the more he just wanted to disappear. Pretty soon, everyone who passed by him quickly darted away when seeing nothing but a bunch of random, floating tea boxes.

"Oh…I'm sorry Mettaton…I can't do this…" Napstablook was ready to fly back home when someone bumped into the tea boxes by mistake. They spilled out of his grip and onto the sidewalk.

"What the—?" The figure whirled around, and Napstablook recognized them as Undyne.

"S-sorry…I…I'm sorry…" Napstablook quickly faded back into view.

"Oh, hey Napstablook! I didn't see you there…" Undyne chuckled as she helped pick up the tea boxes. "Wow. That's a LOT of tea you got there. I thought Mettaton hated tea?"

"He does, but he forgot…he wanted me to give these to someone who might want them so they won't go to waste…" Napstablook explained as he picked up some as well.

"Oh." Undyne blinked, and she suddenly lit up. "Oh! You know who would really like all that tea? Asgore!"

It took a moment for the name to register. After all, Napstablook didn't know Asgore that well. "Wait…th-the…the king…?" His eyes widened, and he swallowed hard as he shivered. "…The…king…?" He felt a bit lightheaded for a second. Someone as insignificant as himself being in the presence of someone so high in power…it struck terror into him just thinking about it. Why would someone as distinguished as Asgore want anything from him? …A measly ghost?

"Well," Undyne shrugged, "he's not really the king anymore. But I suppose the monsters still look up to him like one at times."

That answer didn't seem to ease Napstablook in the slightest. "Ohh…I…I can't…" He vigorously shook his head. "He shouldn't need anything from me…he probably has all sorts of fancy things already, and…" he stared at the ground solemnly, "king or not, he's probably a busy guy…I'll just be a bother…" He started to fly away.

"Napstablook! Wait!" Undyne stepped out in front of him, and he stopped. She was surprised the ghost didn't end up phasing right through her. "Don't be ridiculous!"

"I know he's a nice guy…but I'm sure everyone gives him lots of tea all the time…" he whispered.

Undyne shook her head with a frustrated sigh. Calming down a bit, she knelt down to match his height. "Hey, you wanna know somethin'? Asgore was happy to talk to anyone back in the underground. If anyone had an issue, or they just wanted to chat, Asgore was always there for them. I mean, no matter what duties he had, he would literally drop everything and tend to anyone who visited him! Heck, you could visit him at midnight, and he'd STILL be happy to chat! So don't go tellin' me he'll be bothered by someone like you!" She laughed.

Napstablook attempted to smile, but he still seemed a bit distant as his gaze remained on the ground.

Undyne stood up. "Don't be afraid to see him, Napstablook. I wouldn't be surprised if you'd wind up being good friends, what with your mellow attitudes and all! So go out and share some tea, punk!" She patted his back and headed down the sidewalk.

Napstablook watched her for a while before he glanced down at the tea boxes. Even if Asgore was as nice as everyone said, Napstablook always had issues with meeting new people. "Ohhh...Mettaton…I wish you were here…" He whimpered. He thought about getting help from Mad Dummy, but knew that his angry cousin had a bit of social anxiety just like him, if not even worse than him at times.

Regardless of his fear, Napstablook gradually flew forward. He knew that was what Mettaton would want him to do, anyway.

Asgore's house wasn't hard to find at all. In fact, it was the only house that had an abundance of golden flowers blooming all over the yard, as well as a couple strung alongside the walls with vines. The sight would take anyone's breath away.

Napstablook gaped at the house for a good minute or so, overwhelmed by all the elegance. It intimidated him, only reminding him of just how worthless he really was…

(No…not worthless…I have my cousins…I have my…friends…)

Napstablook shook away his doubt and flew towards the door. He gave it a soft knock as he sucked in a deep breath, repeating those words in his mind.

"Just a moment!" a deep voice called as footsteps made their way to the entrance. The door opened, and Napstablook was greeted by a very tall, very large, goat-like monster who almost took up the entire space of the door. "Howdy!" Asgore politely greeted. "How can I help you?"

Napstablook slowly raised his head to see his face, suddenly feeling very small. Anxiety consumed him so much that he would've completely forgot the reason he was here if it weren't for the tea boxes he was holding. "I…" He started shaking. "I…um…"

Asgore's eyes seemed to light up in recognition. "Oh? Hold on…do I know you from somewhere? You look awfully familiar."

Napstablook was frozen stiff. How on earth would Asgore know him? The former king…recognizing one simple little ghost…out of the entire underground?

Asgore chuckled a little as he remembered where he had seen Napstablook. "Oh, of course! You used to own a snail farm, did you not?"

"Y…Yes…?" Napstablook was awfully confused.

"Ah, I was right! I used to stop by from time to time to buy snails. I do apologize for not properly introducing myself before." Asgore smiled gently, and Napstablook's eyes widened.

"Oh…you're Asgore…" The ghost was absolutely baffled. That 'hairy guy' who showed up once a month to buy snails was none other than the king himself! "I remember now…" He nodded, starting to feel a bit more comfortable around Asgore.

Asgore finally took notice of the tea boxes in Napstablook's arms. "What is that you have there?" He asked curiously.

"Um…it's tea…golden flower tea…my cousin bought it all, but then he realized he actually hated tea…" Napstablook told him, looking down.

"Is that so? That's a shame; it's quite delicious."

"He told me to give it to someone so it wouldn't go to waste, and Undyne said that you would like it, so…" Napstablook handed the boxes to Asgore, who took them.

"Why thank you! Golden flower tea is my favorite." Asgore headed inside to set them on the counter, then shortly returned.

"You're welcome…" Napstablook smiled a little and turned around to leave, but Asgore spoke up.

"Wait a moment. Why don't you come in?" The boss monster stepped aside. "You don't hate tea as well, do you?"

"Oh…I kinda like it…but…" Napstablook would've said that he needed to get home, but he didn't want to lie. After all, Mettaton wouldn't be back until later tonight.

"Please, let me give you my hospitality for all this lovely tea!" Asgore told him. "It'd be rather disappointing to have all this tea and no one to share it with!"

"I…I shouldn't…I'm sure you could find someone more interesting than me…" Napstablook mumbled, shyly facing the ground.

Asgore looked surprised. "My friend, it's certainly no trouble at all!" He placed a hand on his head with a smile. "Interesting or not, a kind soul such as yourself is always welcome here. You were always quite cordial and friendly to me when I came to the farm. Allow me to return the favor."

It took Napstablook a moment to think it over, but he ultimately decided that staying for a bit wouldn't do him any harm. "Okay…" He nodded as he headed inside. "Th-thanks…"

"Anytime, my friend. If you don't mind me asking, what is your name?" Asgore asked as he shut the door behind him.

"Oh…I'm Napstablook…" Napstablook awkwardly took a seat at the table.

"Well, then it's a pleasure to meet you properly, Napstablook." Asgore smiled as he took a tea box. "So, how about that tea, hm?" The ghost nodded. "I'll return shortly. Feel free to help yourself to whatever you need!"

Napstablook sighed in content. It was rather nice to speak with someone as calm and compassionate as Asgore. Undyne was definitely right—they did have a bit in common with their personality traits, and Napstablook knew he wouldn't mind coming again sometime.

Asgore deserves some love, so since I've hardly written anything with him, I decided now was the time since I imagine he and Napstablook would get along pretty well :3