So I checked my budget and apparently I can't afford Michael Bay... or explosions... or stunt doubles... but good news I've made sure to make it up with PUNS~~~~~ (insert angry Papyrus screams)
The competition was set and all the competitors were selected. Sans and Frisk may have not been selected but they still danced together. Both had agreed that they enjoyed dancing together and that even though they may have not made it into the competition that wouldn't stop them from spending time together and dancing. It had been one week since the competition and a week away from the premier night when the groups and solo dancers selected would battle it out for the semi finals. Only four of the six would progress to the semi's where they would battle it out for the finals. The competition had become huge and the MTT Studio was already apparently sold out, much to Mettaton's delight.
Papyrus was one of those lucky six, having come third in the solo dancer section along with the crowd favourite Undyne and Chara. Sans would sometimes watch his brother practice but normally Sans and Undyne liked to practice together. Other times he would disappear to practice with a 'trainer' as he would say. Not that Sans guessed much 'dancing' went on.
So that morning when Papyrus said his 'trainer' would be coming over Sans was more than surprised. Attempting to raise an eye socket in imitation of one raising a brow Sans spoke, "don't forget toriel's invited us over for dinner. i heard the taste of her butterscotch-cinnamon pie is to-riel."
"OF COURSE BROTHER, I WOULD NOT WANT TO MAKE OUR HOST WAIT, I WILL BE ON TIME," Papyrus declared before realizing the horrible pun Sans had made and groaned.
Sans shrugged, "okay then bro, i'll see ya there then. i'm heading to work then i'll be hanging with the kid. can't be a lazy bones all the time."
Papyrus narrowed his eyes in Sans direction, "YOU ARE HOPELESS."
"brother you always seem to be able to see right through me," Sans grinned and winked.
Papyrus withheld the urge to scream and instead returned Sans smirk and wink, "HAVE FUN WITH THE HUMAN SANS~"
Sans felt his cheeks burn bright blue and turned away in a huff before taking a shortcut to his hot dog booth in the Hotlands district. Ever since he had admitted that he might of been harboring feelings for his dance partner Papyrus hadn't let him live it down. He had been wanting to talk to Frisk about his feelings but was worried he might make the human feel uncomfortable. Humans and monsters dating wasn't that strange but he wanted to be considerate of Frisks feelings. He huffed, willing away those thoughts as he set up his stall for the day.
When Frisk had arrived at school the day after the competition she had been surrounded by so many students wanting to know what it was like to dance in front of such a large crowd. Everyone congratulated her on a good job and told her that they were sorry she hadn't made it. Frisk, nervously, accepted their good wishes and thanked them for the support. MK had been so awed that his best friend had been part of Mettaton's competition that he didn't even feel angry that Frisk hadn't told him she was entering.
"OMG! You were soooo cooool Frisk~ Almost as cool as Undyne!" MK gushed for the millionth time that week.
Frisk laughed, a slight blush from the complements on her cheek, "Thanks, MK."
MK calmed himself before taking a seat beside the human, "It sucks you didn't make into the competition though. You and that monster you were dancing with would have been so cool in the finals~"
"It would have been... fun," Frisk admitted, sure she was scared of being on stage but for some reason the idea of dancing in front of a crowd with Sans now seemed a lot less... terrifying.
MK gave Frisk a funny look, "So who... was the monster you were dancing with?"
"Oh, his name's Sans. He's really nice and he's super punny, and..." Frisk started to ramble about the skeleton, as she giggled at her little pun. Frisk felt her cheeks become warm as she complimented the skeleton. She stopped when she noticed the look MK was giving her.
"He sounds super... cool," MK said slowly as if contemplating his next words. He didn't seem to sound very impressed. Instead, if Frisk had to say, he looked a little... jealous.
Before Frisk could call him out on it a small fur covered monster called out to Monster Kid, saying something about his parents looking for him.
Monster kid paled, muttering under his breath, "I told Jerry not to tell my parents! Sorry Frisk, I got to go."
Frisk waved her friend away, cringing slightly when MK tripped onto his face before swiftly picking himself up (somehow without arms good on ya kid).
After her friend had hurriedly exited the classroom a warm voice called out behind her, "Frisk."
Turning around Frisk noticed a green flame monster behind her. Fuku fire 'smiled' (it was hard to tell sometimes) and took a seat beside the human, "I overheard you talking to MK. Seems like you're really getting along well with Sans."
"Yeah, he's really... nice," Frisk blushed, deciding to choose the least embarrassing word out of all that came to mind.
Fuku giggled, her eyes crinkling up with delight, "You're so cute, Frisk. I'm glad you found someone that you can dance with."
"So am I. Do you know why MK was acting so strangely when I mentioned it though?" Frisk asked, remembering MK's reaction to her compliments to Sans.
"Well... I think he's just a little bit jealous. After all he's been your best friend for so long and then he suddenly finds out you've been spending so much time with someone else," Fuku told her.
Frisk puzzled over this information before seeing Fuku's point, "Thank you, Fuku. I'll try to make it up to MK next time I see him."
The sound of the bell marking the end of another school day rung through the halls and into the classroom, as all the students cheered for the end of the semester. The holidays were finally here and they had four weeks of holidays ahead and Frisk was excited to be able to spend it with her new friends and family. Shouldering her bag she rushed out of the classroom, excited to meet up with Sans.
Papyrus unlocked the door and opened it for the cloaked figure behind him. The figure in question wore a large beige coat, a brimmed hat and darkly tinted glasses. They entered the house and sighed as Papyrus closed the door behind him.
"THERE WE GO. SANS WON'T BE HOME UNTIL LATER AND NO ONE ELSE SAW US COME HERE. IT SHOULD ALL BE GOOD NOW," Papyrus declared happily.
"Thank god, beauty like this should not have to be hidden for such a long span of time~" the figure sighed and pulled a hat from his perfectly styled black hair.
Dropping his coat into Papyrus's waiting arms, Mettaton whipped off the glasses with the style only a man brimming with confidence could muster as he ran his hand through his perfectly manufactured locks.
"So darling, this is your home?" He asked glancing around the lounge room.
"YES IT IS. IT IS NOT MUCH BUT I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, FIND IT RATHER COSY," Papyrus answered.
Mettaton flashed a stunning smile in the skeleton's direction before placing a hand on the skeleton's basketball padded shoulder, "It is such a pity we can't meet like this in public. Though considering I am a judge in the competition and you are a competitor it might be seen as unfair."
"DON'T WORRY METTATON, I AM SURE ONCE THE COMPETITION IS OVER WE CAN HANG OUT IN PUBLIC," Papyrus reassured the saddened robot. "AND IT ISN'T LIKE YOU ARE TRAINING ME. WE ARE SIMPLY HANGING OUT."
Mettaton smirked at Sans, attempting to be as alluring as possible, "Well some people might see it as favoritism, Papyrus~"
Papyrus seemed to think this over, "I SEE YOUR POINT. I DO THINK YOU ARE AN AMAZING DANCER AND A GOOD LOOKING ROBOT. I GUESS THIS WOULD BE SEEN AS FAVOURITISM."
Mettaton's steely cheeks seemed to turn a dusty pink, his alluring act having dissipated with Papyrus's answer. Papyrus noticed Mettaton's change in colour, "ARE YOU HOT? I'LL GET YOU SOME COLD WATER!"
Mettaton tried to stop the skeleton but was to late as Papyrus rushed into the kitchen to get a glass of water. Deciding to take the moment to calm his beating 'soul' (do ghost even have souls?).
A minute later Papyrus returned with a glass of water. Mettaton thanked him but put the glass aside, after all it's not like he could actually drink it. "So why don't you show me around," He suggested.
Papyrus perked up immensely at this suggestion, "OF COURSE! HOW COULD I FORGET TO SHOW YOU AROUND."
Papyrus led Mettaton to the kitchen, "THIS IS THE KITCHEN. I RAISED THE SINK SO THAT IT WOULD FIT MORE BONES UNDERNEATH IT~"
As if to prove his point Papyrus opened the cupboard and smiled at Mettaton. Instead of piles of bones there sat a small fluffy white dog nawing on a bone. "Aw, such a cute dog, is it yours?"
"WHAT?" Papyrus asked as he looked into the cupboard. "HEY YOU, DOG! GIVE ME BACK MY BONES!" Papyrus shouted as the dog bolted with the bone in its jaws.
"MAYBE WE SHOULD GO LOOK AROUND THE LOUNGE ROOM INSTEAD..."
Mettaton agreed and followed Papyrus out to the lounge room. Papyrus grabbed the remote and turned on the T.V. "OOH THIS IS MY FAVOURITE SHOW~"
Mettaton turned a bright pink once again as he saw a repeat episode of MTT's cooking show, "Um... Papyrus, darling, that's my show..."
"OH, IT IS TOO. WELL IT IS VERY GOOD," Papyrus told him.
Mettaton looked away, covering his blushing face with a gloved hand, "M-maybe we should move on... perhaps to your room." Mettaton returned his glance to Papyrus, hoping for some kind of embarrassed reaction. Instead the Skeleton looked excited, "OF COURSE."
Papyrus grabbed Mettaton's hand and pulled him upstairs before stopping in front of his door, "THIS IS MY ROOM~"
Opening the door Papyrus motioned for Mettaton to enter the room. Mettaton entered and was surprised to see how neat and clean the room was. There was a racing car bed neatly made in the corner, a computer, a closet, a pirate flag and a bench covered with some type of figurines.
"THAT THERE IS MY AWESOME BED. I LIKE TO CRUISE WHILE I SNOOZE, AND THAT IS MY CLOSET... THERE AREN'T ANY MONSTER'S IN THERE. EXCEPT ME SOMETIMES," Papyrus told Mettaton.
Mettaton almost lost it at the closet part. 'Are you trying to tell me something Papyrus~ Cause if you need any help to come out of that closet I can help you with that~'
Before he could voice his thoughts though Papyrus dragged him over to his figurine table, "AND THESE ARE MY EPIC FIGURINES. SANTA BROUGHT THEM TO ME."
Mettaton's eyes widened when he realized what the figurines were. Before him was an array of sexy robot figures each in different poses. He turned to face Papyrus and placed a hand on the slightly taller skeleton's shoulder and another on his cheek bone, "Oh, Papyrus, darling I..."
Zzzzzzt Zzzzzzttt
Mettaton froze before pulling away from a frozen in confusion Papyrus. He pulled a pink phone from some compartment on his body. Checking the screen he sighed in annoyance, "Alphys, what is it?"
There was a break as he listened to the stammering voice on the other side. Mettaton's eyes went wide, "What do you mean there was an accident! They can't quit! My ratings will go down if I don't give the crowd what they want."
There was another pause.
"I'll be there in a few minutes. Tell the limo to meet me. We'll figure it out then."
Mettaton ended the call, "Sorry, Darling but it seems one of the group acts had an accident and can't perform anymore... I don't know what I'm going to do. I can't do the show one act short."
"GEEZ, THAT'S TOO BAD, METTATON. IF ONLY YOU HAD ANOTHER GROUP YOU COULD CONTACT," Papyrus told the robot.
Mettaton sighed forlornly, "It would be fine if we could find one of the groups who had scored well during the auditions but they'd have to have been practicing since the audition to be worthy to be on my show."
Papyrus's eye sockets widened, "I KNOW EXCACTLY WHO YOU ARE LOOKING FOR!"
Mettaton perked up, "Really! Who?"
"MY BROTHER SANS AND THE HUMAN FRISK. THEY WERE IN THE COMPETITION. THEY STILL PRACTISE TOGETHER~" Papyrus declared.
Mettaton spent a moment recalling the names and the faces to match. He recalled the skeleton and small human who had almost made it into the finals. 'They hadn't been horrible...,' He mused. "Okay then, Darling. You know what I'll talk to Alphys and Asgore about it. I must be off now though."
Papyrus escorted Mettaton down stair to the front door. Mettaton, wearing the coat and hat once again, turned to face Papyrus. "Thank you so much. I can't wait till our next meeting darling~" He smirked before pecking Papyrus's cheekbone. Gracefully he turned to face the limo that had pulled up outside the Skeleton's house and slid his glasses on to his face before strutting out to the waiting vehicle.
Papyrus watched him go before holding a hand to his cheek... 'WELL THIS HAS CERTAINTLY BEEN A GOOD DAY.'
Sans and Frisk were laughing as they walked out of the dance studio and headed into Grillbys bar.
"what do you want to eat, kiddo?" Sans asked as he took a seat beside Frisk along the bar.
Frisk chose the fries. "heh, nice choice. yo, grillby, two fries."
Grillby disappeared through the 'fire escape'.
"so... um your on holidays now?"
"Yeah, I am," Frisk answered smiling at her favourite skeleton.
"well, paps was wondering if you wanted to come see him perform live at mettaton's competition? he got two tickets for anyone he wanted to bring... pretty good seats too. and he didn't want me to be a lonely bones and thought i should invite you..." Sans knew he probably had a faint blue dusting on his cheeks but ignored it.
Frisk felt her own cheeks become warm, "Only two tickets... so it would just be you and me?"
"uh... yeah b-but if you don't want to i understand...," Sans stuttered, embarrassed that his brother had suggested this the night before.
"Well... tibia honest I'd love to go with you, bonehead," Frisk told him, looking at the ground as her face burned in embarrassment.
Sans himself mimicked her actions as his face began to glow blue, 'Damn this kid really has me.'
Grillby appeared again with food to interrupt the two dance partners (aka loverbirds~) adorably awkward moment (author deus ex machina).
The fiery hot bartender passed Sans a bottle of ketchup. He offered it to Frisk who declined. Shrugging he chugged it down, much to the displeased look Grillby gave him.
They munched on the fries and chatted, happy for the new distraction of food. As they chatted Sans found himself unable to take his eyes off of Frisk. Whenever he made a pun she would laugh in such a carefree manner that it made his insides turn to jelly (if he had any that is). The food didn't last long, well Frisk's didn't anyway.
"welp, we better get going then. don't want tori getting up me for not bringing home her favourite child... don't tell the weed i said that. actually i don't mind if you do," he winked at her.
Frisk gave him a 'look' but laughed anyway. She noticed his food was hardly touched and decided to point it out.
"Oh. haha guess i just don't have the stomach for it kid," He joked.
Frisk laughed, "I'm sure you don't, Bonehead. We should go though. Mom said dinner would be ready soon. Is Papyrus coming?"
"yeah, he said he'd be there," Sans reassured her.
The waved goodbye to Grillby.
Papyrus was almost at Frisk's home when the message came. He quickly checked his phone, eye sockets widening. He pocketed the phone and parked the car before rushing to the door and barging in.
There sitting at the table, looking very surprised by the taller skeleton's entrance, was Toriel, Frisk, Sans and Flowey.
"BROTHER! HUMAN!" Papyrus shouted.
"what is it bro?" Sans asked, he looked panicked.
Frisk walked over to the skeleton and placed a hand on his arm, her face filled with worry. Papyrus drew both Sans and Frisk into a large hug and lifted both of the ground. "YOU'VE BEEN ACCEPTED INTO THE COMPETITION~" He declared joyfully.
He placed the two confused beings back onto the ground.
"woah... slow down paps... what have we been accepted into?" Sans asked.
"BROTHER, YOU AND FRISK ARE OFFICIALLY PART OF METTATON'S DANCE COMPETITION~"
Mwahahahahahaha and i am back with another chapter.
sooooo~ i hoped you like this chapter...
Truthfully i don't really ship Mettaton and Papyrus that much but i thought what the Asgore lets do this. Hehe i love how clueless he is to dating and love and all that~
hehehe well see ya next chapter~
Ciao,
Author-San~