Debug (Mettaton x reader)

Where we both were (part 1)

"Oh! How wonderful... Such a plot twist... Hahahah..." He loomed over you, giving a glint in the only hot pink eye you could see.

"Go away."
You simply stated. Hm, but you were ready to pick a fight. I'll wipe all that makeup off you....

"Oh but darling~" He pulled you up by the arm, then picked up the other laying on the desk, "Oh Alphys has done a good job!"

He tossed it in the air and caught it, leaving you to gasp.
"Sticks together well..."
He scratches the surface of the synthetic skin with his painted nail.
"Great detail too..."

He began to disassemble one of the fingers but before he could touch a knuckle you grabbed his hand.

"Stop... Frankly I don't want to tear you apart."

"Oh sweetheart," you winced at the pet name, "you wouldn't be able to... You're a mere human"

He then looked you up and down, "a beautiful one too..."

You ignored him, and just walked ahead going to find Alphys, secretly hoping he wouldn't say anything about you on the internet.
The world is hateful and judgmental these days. Always so prejudice towards others. You couldn't really gain back those "friends" you had after they placed you in the hospital.

"Darling Alphys is out with Undyne! You know Undyne right?" Mettaton called out to you...You stopped in your footsteps, sort of lost in thought actually.

How did you get down in the underground in the first place?
That story will be saved until someone cares enough to ask... Which wont ever happen.

"Say... (Y/n), since we have some alone time, may I ask how you got into the underground?"

...never mind. You are not revealing all your secrets to this hunk of metal.

"Why do you want to know so much about me!? Can't you just leave me alone-"

He opened his mouth like he was about to say something.

"-I'm not a fan of yours, I don't care if you are a celebrity, I don't need a friend!"

He growled, "Well maybe I do!"

That got you silent. So many thoughts burned in your head.
Why..? Why me? Why the girl who doesn't like anyone but the people shes known? Why the awkward kid!? Why why why why why!?

Your face was kept straight, despite all of the emotions you were experiencing. Your eyes told a different story.
They were nervously looking around, moving only slightly. Dilated, which meant they were big and round but not focused on anything but looking at those invisible thoughts.

"Not everything is about you...
'I don't need this' and 'I don't need that'
You aren't thinking of others... Stop rejecting me!"

Thats not what you meant. Not at all! You blinked a couple of times. You hated being here and now you were on the very verge of tears. You hated crying, or confrontation in fact.
You hurt someone... Unintentionally.

You stepped away, mumbling a little tiny, "sorry." Before running out the iron doors.

You hardly cared if anyone saw you. You didn't want to be there, you wanted to be home.