Dazzled

Art club

Twig had a huge crush on the star of the underground, Mettaton. He was an absolutely flawless bot, so charming, so handsome, everything about him was stunning!
 Twig loved drawing, so he decided to host an art club. Posting about it on Undernet, the first meeting would be the next day.

Mettaton was scrolling through Undernet. Nothing interesting, until.. He found a post about an art club in the Hotlands.

"Hmm? An art club...?"

He said to himself, he saw that no one had signed up. He frowned, feeling bad. So he decided to come, he wasn't into drawing, but decided to come anyways to make him happy. He had no idea who the club leader was, but he would find out.
 Little did he know he would fall for that club leader.

The next day. Twig was at the hotlands, in his usual attire, waiting for someone to come.

He checked the time, 5 minutes passed the time that people were supposed to come here. 
10 minutes passed, then 15, then 20.


Twig was beginning to lose hope, he frowned, letting out a sigh.

"This is hopeless... No one's ever gonna-"


"Hello? Is this the art club...?"

Twig immediately recognized that voice.


"Huh...?"

Twig turned to see Mettaton, the star of the underground. He gasped, not expecting him to come.


Twig cleared his throat, trying to act casual.

"Y-Yes..! This is the... um... This is the art club, eheheh..." Twig laughed nervously, scratching the back of his head.


Mettaton smiled, walking over to the feline monster. Quite dazzled by his appearance.


"And who are you, gorgeous?" Mettaton asked him.


"I'm Twig. I really love your show, I never expected you to show up here." Twig said.


"... Twig...? What a beautiful name!!" Mettaton exclaimed. "Ooh???!! You're a fan??!! How delightful!!" He then added, smiling cheerfully.


Twig nodded. 
"Mhm! Could you... sign my scarf...??" He asked.


"Why of course, darling!" Mettaton took out a pink, glitter pen, MTT brand. Writing on the orange scarf:
 "MTT" with many small hearts around it.
 Mettaton put the cap back on the pen, putting it in his pocket.


"Heh, thank you so much!" Twig smiled.


"Anytime, dear. So, I assume you're an artist?" Mettaton said, interested in what this cutie had to say.


"Yes! I am, well... I guess. I'm not a famous artist, just a young one... I'm not that good, but... I'm getting better." Twig let out a sigh, thinking of all the insults he had gotten from his brother.


"I'm sure you're an amazing artist, do you have any drawings with you?" Mettaton asked.


"Actually, yes...!!" Twig took out a drawing, he didn't know it was a drawing of Mettaton with hearts all around it. He handed it to him, then realized that was the wrong one once he began unfolding the paper.

"W-WAIT! That's the wrong-"

Mettaton had already unfolded it, smiling at the gorgeous drawing of himself, blushing at how sweet this guy was.


"Aww... How sweet of you... This is absolutely wonderful darling! What makes you think you're a bad artist?" Mettaton asked him.


"Eh... Just some things my brother says, no big deal." Twig shrugged.