Turn Me On [Mettaton X Reader]

One

"Hey, Mettaton. Can you hear me?" Alphys asked. Mettaton slowly opened his eyes as the current returned to the wires throughout his body.

"Loud and clear!"

Alphys sighed in relief and sat down in her chair at her desk. Mettaton sat up, finding himself on the same table he usually lies on to get repairs.

"I've made a few adjustments, some of them are just a placeholder for now, others..."

Mettaton looked down at his body.

His body. Two legs, two arms and a torso.

"I can't put you back into your normal form straight away, I'm afraid." Alphys turned away for a moment. "The old body needs repairs, since it got busted up pretty bad. I've tried to increase energy efficiency in the form you're currently in in the meantime."

Mettaton nodded. "Don't worry about it - I'm sure the fans will love this form just as much as the last!"

Alphys smiled a little. "Well. You're free to do whatever now. Just be careful, and don't get wet. You're not waterproof - you're like the protagonist of Mew Mew Kissy Cutie in that if she gets wet she---"

Mettaton left the lab.

As the door closed he began to take a proper look at his new form. The legs were what caught his attention first and foremost - he was so tall, although this was probably due to the bright pink stilettos he was wearing. His torso was what he could see next - bright pink with a heart on it with a dial and... holes? Mettaton knew that there weren't any fans there, or any kind of hardware he could recognise. He raised one of his hands and twisted the dial.

Spaghetti.

Strands of spaghetti pushed their way through the holes, making Mettaton feel a bit worse for wear. As a robot, he had no way or need to eat food. His mouth functioned purely as a speaker, with his entire face being made out of a stiff, grey rubber that moved to display emotion or to lipsync with the words being projected from the speaker.

His arms were made of dozens of metal hoops which fit inside eachother, allowing him to move them and change their length at will. His hands were hidden by two white gloves. His actual hands, he knew, we're made out of the same rubber as his face.

This was the first time he had been able to look at his EX form properly, since he was too busy fighting that little tyke the first time he transformed. He let out a sigh - or rather, the speaker played a sound file - and he began to walk.

A problem made itself clear immediately. Whilst he felt no pain, his ankles kept twisting in awkward directions as he failed to find balance on the stilettos he was wearing. The awkward, slightly rocky terrain of the Hotlands didn't help him much either. He managed not to completely fall over though - he had seen how much time Alphys had put into making thus form for him and he knew she'd go crazy if it got scratched. He was tempted to just take the boots off, but then what? His feet were made out of rubber as well, and they could easily get pierced by a piece of rock or even melt in this terrain. Mettaton decided to just keep them on.

Mettaton suddenly realised that after his last show, he said he was retiring. He changed his mind soon after though - although there were bound to be monsters who had missed that part.

He also realised that he had been out for at least a day, as his inbuilt cell phone told him that it was a couple days after the fight with the human.

He knew he had to make an announcement to the public. He continued to slowly walk (as to get used to his heels) towards the MTT hotel.

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After what seemed like a long time, Mettaton found himself at the doors of the MTT hotel. They opened automatically and he made his way past the queue of people who were rushing to get on the elevator. Nobody noticed him walking by.

Curious, he asked a member of staff who was monitoring the queue what was happening.

In reply, the worker replied: "Are you having a laugh? The barrier has only gone and opened!"

Mettaton had another look at the queue. It suddenly seemed a lot less like a queue and more like a desperate crowd of people trying to escape a burning building. "Thanks."

"No problem mate."

Reluctantly, Mettaton joined the crowd. Change of plan - it was time to grow his fanbase on the surface.

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Welp. Here we go guys!