***This chapter is where things pick up some more, and I hope you'll find it as entertaining as I did while I was writing it. Alphys, Undyne, and Mettaton belong to Toby, Justin and Maddie belong to me, and let's get down to business! (To defeat the Huns...)

Chapter Three: At Dinner

Undyne's grip on the steering wheel was tight as she attempted to keep herself from lashing out at Mettaton's yammering. If she hadn't been the one driving, she would've already attacked him at least five times. That was one of the reasons Alphys had been glad the Undyne volunteered and that she was sitting in the shotgun seat, not Mettaton.

After thirty long minutes, they reached the restaurant. "This is the place," Undyne said, taking the keys and of the ignition and cramming them into her pocket. So, they all three got out of the car.

"Th-this is a lot f-fancier than what F-Frisk d-d-described," Alphys remarked. "It is a nice venue," Mettaton said. "C'mon, you guys," Undyne said. She took Alphys' hand in hers. Mettaton followed the both of them closely behind.

They all went up to the hostess at her stand. "Hello, how many in your party?" the hostess asked. "I made a reservation. Under the name Undying," Undyne said. The hostess typed at her computer for a few moments. "There it is. Undying, party of two," she read off from the screen. "It's three now," Mettaton interfered.

The hostess looked at him and gasped. "Oh my God," she said. "I-I was afraid of th-this," Alphys sighed. "Who do I make it out to?" Mettaton asked upon taking the pen and paper that had been given to him. "Maddie. Thank you so much," Maddie said. Mettaton nodded and scribbled at the paper. "Here you go. Now, to our table," Mettaton said.

"Yes," Maddie said. She grabbed three menus and lead the way to a table for two. "I'm sorry about a missing chair," she apologized. "It's fine," Mettaton assured. He took a chair from a vacant table and put it at the correct table, sitting down. Alphys and Undyne sat down as well. "A server will be with you shortly," Maddie said. Then, she left, a little more spring in her step as she did so.

"I-I know you're f-famous, b-but can you, uh, n-not sign an a-autograph for every other p-person we c-come across it we're s-sticking together?" Alphys asked. "Fine," Mettaton sighed. It was then that a waiter came by. "Hello, my name is Justin, and I'll be your server tonight. Can I start you guys off with something to drink?" Justin asked. Undyne opened her mouth to speak, but she was cut off.

"Margaritas all around! These two are on their first date! Bet you haven't seen a femslash monster couple yet, have you?" Mettaton asked. "No, I haven't. But I have to ask, how old are you?" Justin asked. "T-twenty-six, darling," Mettaton said. Justin looked at Alphys and Undyne. "Is he?" he asked. "Y-yeah. I b-built him to be the s-same age as m-me. And I'm t-twenty-six," Alphys explained.

Technically, Mettaton had been built three years in the past, but Alphys had decide not to mention it.

"Okay, just wanted to make sure. Three celebratory margaritas, coming right up," Justin said. And, he left. Undyne looked annoyed. Alphys already had her head down on the table. "What the heck, you bucket of bolts?! I don't drink, and neither does Alphie!" Undyne exclaimed.

"That's because you're both lightweights~" Mettaton said. Undyne raised an eyebrow. "Are you challenging me?" she asked. Alphys sat back up. "N-no, it's just r-reverse psy-psychology, we can o-order different d-drinks. His alcohol t-tolerance is really h-high. He's a r-robot! I don't want you t-to get drunk," Alphys said.

"You're just a lightweight, you're just a lightweight," Mettaton teased in a sing-song tone of voice. It was then that Justin came back. "Alright, here are your drinks," he said, placing three margaritas on the table. Everyone place their food orders. After Justin left, Undyne turned to Mettaton.

"P-please, don't," Alphys. But, it was too late. "First one to get tipsy loses," Mettaton said. "Challenge accepted," Undyne said.

Alphys put her head down on the table once again.

XxX

As the dinner went on, Undyne and Mettaton kept drinking glass after glass. Alphys had long since ordered a soda as she watched her girlfriend and best friend go at it. When they both showed the slightest signs of being drunk, that was it. Alphys grabbed both of their drinks and held onto them.

"No more m-margaritas. I d-don't want either of you to g-get d-drunks," she insisted. "Fine. Let's call it a draw," Mettaton sighed. "Fine," Undyne caved reluctantly.

It was then that Justin came back. "Can I get you guys anything else?" he asked. "A ch-check. And t-take these away before th-they go too f-far," Alphys requested, handing over both margarita glasses.

"Yes ma'am, yes' ma'am," Justin complied. So, he took the glasses and left.

XxX

Alphys had taken the car keys from Undyne's pocket right as the drinking competition had begun. Mettaton still sat in the back, Undyne sat in the shotgun seat, and Alphys was the one driving.

"T-to the movie th-theater," she said. "I'm gonna be feeling this in the morning," Undyne said to herself. "Me too," Mettaton agreed. Alphys only sighed as she drove down the road.

***So that would be another chapter. I'll get to the second half of the date in the next chapter. And back when they were talking about ages, I headcannon that Undyne is two years older than Alphys. Whatever. Anyways, be sure to leave a review on the way out, and I'll see you all in the next one! Bye!