Chapter 16:
Dressed to Impress
It wasn't long after I moved back home that our friends arrived, Mettaton in the lead. His arms were full of bags of vibrant clothes, which not all, I noticed, were for Arial. He tossed them onto the couch and started setting up a makeshift dressing room with a curtain in the corner.
"What are you doing?" I asked suspiciously.
It was clear that something involving me was about to happen.
"Darling, a little bird told me that you didn't have any clothes with you, so I had to hook you up. Especially since you and Sans have a date tonight."
My face flowed with pink as I tried to correct him. "It's not a date, just catching up, and who told you I didn't have clothes? I have some."
I glanced at Sans who looked just as lost as I was, so I turned to his brother instead. Papyrus avoided my eyes and tried to use Arial as an excuse, whom he no longer acted timid around. He wiggled a finger at her and got her to smile. I sighed. I couldn't blame him for caring. I suppose I was short on some clothing.
Suddenly a metal arm clamped around my wrist and sent me plummeting into the curtain, followed by a piece of cloth thrown into my face.
"That one first. I took your measurements yesterday so I know they'll fit."
I sighed again, not questioning how he may have gotten my measurements, and gave into his demands by going behind the curtain and shutting it. I would have to get back at him at some point for tossing me into this situation.
The first outfits he tossed at me were just simple pants and blouses, something I would wear regularly, but from there it got progressively worse. When he passed through a rich red dress, I knew I was in for trouble.
The dress itself had a high neck in front and tight fitting curves at the waist. The back, though, was low cut down to the end of my spine and slits rode up to the knees on either side. To top off the look he tossed in a pair of heels that I would probably break my ankles in if it weren't for the high backing that gave me support.
"Come on, let us see. Sans look away!" Mettaton called.
With defeat I stepped out before he came in after me. A hush fell over the room when the curtain got moved to the side. By now Alphys, Undyne, and Toriel had joined the group and they all smiled at me in their own ways. Alphys was blushing and had her hands to her cheeks, Undyne had a thumb up with a grin, and Toriel had a sweet smile with a hand on her heart. Mettaton grabbed my arms and made me spin to give the full effect of the gown. I wobbled unsteadily but he held me up.
"You're gorgeous darling! I love it! I'll have to show you how to do your hair and makeup later, but for now we have a few more outfits to go through."
Alphys took an article out of the bags and handed it to me. "I-I think we can make this the last one for now...u-until after lunch, maybe?"
I glanced at the clock on the wall and noticed how late the time had already flown. I'd hardly even had a chance to check on Arial throughout it all. My eyes flicked around and settled on her lying on the floor while Sans changed her diaper. Heart swelling, I knew I could count on him to take care of her.
Hands guided me back to the curtain with a comment to get changed already. I slipped behind the fabric walls and wiggled by body free of the red cloth and shoes. The new outfit was just a sweater dress with my signature stripes and a pair of boots. As did all the other outfits, it hugged my body nicely and fit like a glove, but I loved it nonetheless.
Once dressed, a whine brought me back out to the, now distracted, group. My daughter fussed and kicked her tiny feet as the clock struck lunch time for us all. Papyrus tried to wiggle his fingers again to calm her but to no avail. Sans turned to me and gave me a once over before chuckling.
"Guess it's bottle time for that formula lesson."
