I don't own Undertale.
I've been doing some puns for a while, and I'll admit to saying this: I actually used this pun on my friend KammyBale and wow, I love Undertale that much more for the reaction.
I'm just happy that she was into the fandom at the same time I was. It made telling the pun that much better. I still am since I'm making this thing. Enjoy!
Mettaton had been relaxing inside the skeleton brothers' house for a long-awaited visit. The superstar wanted to see them both after the whole incident involving a bright flash of light, fabulousness at its finest, and for some strange reason, a hint of yellow. It might've been his imagination, but it still gave him the creeps from time to time.
His mind was brought out by the sound of thumps.
Not the kind of thumps that the shorter of the two brothers would have nor were they the louder, confident kind that would make anyone wonder who it was.
They were somewhat cautious and nearly silent as they made their way downstairs.
Out of the staircase popped Frisk.
Mettaton waved them over, "Darling, it's been so long since we've seen each other! How about you and I have a heart-to-heart chat, hm?"
They nodded meekly before sitting down on the couch with the robot.
"You've grown a little since I've last seen you," he cooed, pinching the human's cheek. "Slightly taller, but not by much. Still as adorable as ever."
"Mettaton," they asked, which surprised the robot since they had a hard time speaking in general. "How many fans have you met over the past few months?"
"Quite a few. Why?"
"Does that mean you've met-a-ton of them?"
"...Sans?"
The human nodded cheerfully, much to the grief of the robot. The Underground was going to suffer the wrath of the human in a completely different way.
