Chapter 5, POV FP Burgerpants (yes I really am going with this ship. My AU. Deal with it.)

UGGGHHHH. I really don't know why I even stick around this place. I really do think there are other places I could work with better treatment and, most importantly, a bigger paycheck. At least I can support myself here, and I do get tips if I sub for the waiters. Still….GOD I HATE MY BOSS. That isn't to say I hate Mettaton. I just hate Mettaton as my boss, and believe me, he's a real asshole if he needs to be. One little mistake...and I get to be lectured over the importance of WORKING...for TWELVE HOURS….in a SILLY OUTFIT...to have everything AAAAAAA-bso-LUUUUUUTELY…...PERFEEEEEEECCCCTT. Can't I just feel the love? I'm pretty much the only one that even works here anymore, aside from the waiter dude and the janitor. They're good, but it really sucks if one's on break, because I have to handle their jobs all on my own. Not too big a deal until that one guy comes in who orders everything on the menu, ALL AT ONCE, and then throws nothing away but himself out the door. That's the kind of guy I despise because if Woshua is on break, then I have to take orders, make the orders, serve the orders, AND THEN clean up, ALLLLL before Mettaton notices.

SO. WHYYY do I still work here? Well, it's really cool getting to see Mettaton perform while I work. I admire how he brings joy to everyone when there's nothing left for people to have joy in, because get serious, we're never leaving. I'll be stuck here forever, called Burgerpants forever, stuck with those two out back every night after work. Forever. That brings me to number 2. I do get to hang out with those two girls, and every once in awhile we do something fun together. Besides, no one else is hiring...so...gotta make a living, right? *Sigh* Guess it's back to the real world, I see a customer approaching.

"Hello, welcome to the MTT Bur-"

Oh great. It's my boss. What did I do wrong this time? Do I need to set the stage? Sometimes he's too busy putting on makeup or something and the employees have to do it (Mettaton is always EX in this AU). Like...it's fun, but a thankless job.

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But that's what working here's all about, right?

"Richard! What are you doing?" Yeah. I have a name. Bet you all thought it was only Burgerpants, huh? You also thought I couldn't break the 4th wall. Well, it's all I got going for me, little buddies. That and my amazing acting skills, which I will now use.

"Serving customers the most expensive and glamorous of foods such as the wonderful Glamburger™, which are made even more fabu-ful by our entertainment!" This smile is fake, and it really hurts from how fake it is. But, Mettaton buys it.

"That's good darling ~" And then he pats my head. Well, this either just got really creepy or really exciting. Either way, shift's over in just a few minutes, so I can head back home and sleep for four hours, then do nothing else for the other 6, until it's time to come back here again.

"Mind meeting me backstage when your shift is over? I have an announcement to make, to all employees of the dine-in area. By the way. The first sentence was a rhetorical question. You're meeting backstage with your colleagues in 3 minutes. Understood?'

"Yes sir."

"Good. Now keep working for another 2 minutes and 52 seconds."

Off he goes. See? Nice guy. Like I said, bad boss, good dude. Just wish he could translate his show attitude into his management a bit more, but, whatcanyado. Well, time to make one last Glamburger. Some glue, sequins...eh, I'll add a pink sequin on there. Makes it cuter. Because we need something here that isn't my boss that's cute.

Chapter 5.3, POV FP Sans.

….zz..wha….where am I? I'm at the Judgement Hall, but...I stopped teleporting in my sleep years ago. Why exactly is everything so quiet?

Chapter 5.4, POV OTP.

Sans looked around, nothing in particular to be seen..except for some things on the ground. He sees, in utter surprise, a preserved human body and three dead Gasterblasters. Sparky, Vulcan, and Helio all lay dead next to the also dead body of Chara. Sans can't believe what he's seeing, or what he feels as memories soon flood into his mind...everyone was happy, there wasn't a care in the world, and nothing could've gone wrong. That is, until a human came down one day. It seemed very happy too, silent but not at all like Chara or what claimed to be Chara. However, that all ended one day, when it went on a rampage, out of nowhere...or rather just, a player decided to come back. Almost no one survived, except for Papyrus. He had been on his way to tell Sans about some terrible news, because Sans was speaking with Asgore about what to do with the souls, when Papyrus was struck down as well, without a battle even being initiated. At this point, everyone else evacuated as Asgore did what he SHOULD'VE done, by passing the barrier, and taking a few other souls to break it. Once he did, everyone still alive left, except for Sans. He wouldn't allow the monster to harm anyone else, and fought hard. This human had no RESET or SAVE power, but seemed much stronger, and attacked the blasters themselves during the fight. While this happened, the second war between monsters and humans started, all was neutral until a quantum bomb was made by a highly intelligent scientist. It had required much effort over the years and he hadn't wanted to risk all life on earth for something trivial, but realizing all humans may die anyway, he used it to try and get rid of the monster HQ. It wiped out everything, not a single being was left alive.

Not even underground, except for 6. Sans, and 5 monsters in the true lab. Sans felt himself teleport, without his own will, to the lab. He had chisps with him, and two Amalgamates were in front of him: Snowdra, Snowdrake's mother to be precise, and the Reaper bird. He hands the bird a knife.

"Mind scraping this dirt off my chest? You can have the chips in return."

The bird grabbed the knife in its beak and gently scraped some non-existent dirt from Sans ribs thinking it would do a lot less damage that way. Of course, Sans requires only one hit from that weapon to be done for, and that's true here. He hands them both a bag of chisps, and teleports to the hall, lying there next to his dead pets as he slowly fades out of existence, Earth now entirely desolate, save for those 5 underground.

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In the real world, Toriel has awaken to see Sans is not in her company. She assumes he has woken up by now and heads downstairs to see if he's there. She sees him, alright...curled up on the floor crying with his eye active, not even aware he's in a brutally real Time Nightmare. The truth is, as he knows it, it wasn't a nightmare. It was a warning that he had a decision to make: take a chance and kill the next human who falls down here...or take a chance to see if it murders everyone.

Chapter 5.7, POV FP Richard.

Well, we're backstage now, the show's just ended, but it's a midnight showing on Friday, so I know Mettaton's gonna sign things for a while. Guess I have time. I pull out a cig and light it, inhaling the tasteless and useless air of MTT cigarettes. Well, it clears my head at least a bit, and gives me something to do anyway. Janitor's back here, so is the waiter. I think the waiter is also the Nice Cream vendor, I can't tell all too well, and the janitor is some...thing...he's a real germaphobe, so lucky us, we have to be yelled at by some weird janitor nut to wash our hands after TOUCHING A DOORKNOB. I get that we wash our hands before and after work, and after extensive usage of appliances, but...touching the doorknob to the SUPPLY CLOSET...shouldn't REQUIRE….WASHING MY HANDS...after I already did THIRTEEN MINUTES AGO.

But I digress. I finish up my cig and put it in the trash after it stops burning to just wait. The janitor's cleaning everything and the waiter is excitedly writing in his notebook he keeps around, but I can already tell they're wasting time. Just another way to distract yourself from reality: reality sucks.

After a few more minutes of a Mettaton meeting without Mettaton, Mettaton finally comes back here and sits in a chair facing us all.

"Now, I have some things to attend to, so I'll make this quick. First of all, I'm thinking of..well, not being so harsh on you guys. I realized this morning while practicing my signatures that you three are like my fans, to want to work here, so I should treat you a bit more like my fans. Of course, I won't be a big carpet, but at least I won't be a bunch of nails instead. Secondly, MTT will now host the Underground's First Radio Station! Every week, from now on, one of you will be selected to stop your regular work and take up the phone station, being built as we speak, and be a good radio host while I'm busy with my glamorous life! It'll change every week who it is, and I'll be hiring some substitutes so your jobs are still being done. Of course, none will be as good as the employees I have now ~" He looks at me in a way I don't know if I like or not and winks at me. It's invisible to the others but I see it clearly, and I'm not sure whether to feel embarrassed that my boss is flirting with me or overjoyed that METTATON IS FLIRTING WITH ME.

"That wraps it up. Now go home, we're closing early to build the room in the back, and we don't want ANYONE else here. Tata now!" He walks out, while the other two start talking about new coworkers and this new radio station, I'm thinking about maybe coming here more often outside of work.

(Yay. Took awhile, but it's done, the latest chapter. Also. That ship is sailing, it's homosexual, and between a vendor and a boss character. Deal with it :P See ya next time.)