Grouptale [Undertale AU]

Death By Glamour

~Clover~

Clover wasn't surprised when she saw Mettaton blocking the way. She was, however, very annoyed. Couldn't the kids get a break for ten seconds?

"OH YES," Mettaton said. "THERE YOU ARE, DARLINGS. IT'S TIME TO HAVE OUR LITTLE SHOWDOWN. IT'S TIME TO FINALLY STOP THE 'MALFUNCTIONING' ROBOT." He paused. "... NOT! MALFUNCTION? REPROGRAMMING? GET REAL. THIS WAS ALL JUST A BIG SHOW."

"Called it!" Clover yelled, folding her arms.

"YOU ALREADY FIGURED IT OUT?" Mettaton asked.

"That this is all fake?" Clover asked. "Yeah, I guessed so." She furrowed her brow. "I just wanna know... why. Why did you do all this?"

"IT WAS ALL ALPHYS," Mettaton responded. "SHE'S BEEN PLAYING YOU ALL FOR FOOLS THE WHOLE TIME. AS SHE WATCHED YOU ON THE SCREEN, SHE GREW ATTACHED TO YOUR ADVENTURE. SHE DESPERATELY WANTED TO BE A PART OF IT. SO SHE DECIDED TO INSERT HERSELF INTO YOUR STORY. SHE REACTIVATED PUZZLES. SHE DISABLED ELEVATORS. SHE ENLISTED ME TO TORMENT YOU CHILDREN. ALL SO SHE COULD SAVE YOU FROM THE DANGERS THAT DIDN'T EXIST. ALL SO YOU WOULD THINK THAT SHE'S THE GREAT PERSON... THAT SHE'S NOT."

"I knew it," Melody grumbled. "It felt all scripted and fake and..."

"She... she was lying to us?" Cody looked heartbroken.

"Where the HECK is she?!" Brayden growled, putting his fist in his palm. "I'm gonna-"

"SHE'S RIGHT OUTSIDE THE DOOR, ACTUALLY," Mettaton answered. "FOR YOU SEE, THIS IS HER FINEST HOUR. DURING OUR 'BATTLE', SHE WILL INTERRUPT. SHE WILL PRETEND TO 'DEACTIVATE' ME, 'SAVING' YOU ALL ONE FINAL TIME. FINALLY. SHE'LL BE THE HEROINE OF YOUR ADVENTURE. YOU ALL WILL REGARD HER SO HIGHLY SHE'LL EVEN BE ABLE TO CONVINCE YOU NOT TO LEAVE."

"I don't think so." Clover growled. 

There was no way she would listen to a traitor. A selfish traitor.

"... OR NOT." Mettaton said. "YOU SEE, I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF THIS PREDICTABLE CHARADE. I HAVE NO DESIRE TO HARM HUMANS. FAR FROM IT, ACTUALLY. MY ONLY DESIRE IS TO ENTERTAIN. AFTER ALL, THE AUDIENCE DESERVES A GOOD SHOW, DON'T THEY? AND WHAT'S A GOOD SHOW... WITHOUT A PLOT TWIST?"

Suddenly, the door behind the kids slammed close. Someone furiously knocked on the door. She sounded like Alphys.

"H-hey!" Alphys squeaked. "Wh-wh-what's going on?! Th-th-the door just locked itself..."

"Oh no, we're screwed." Percy uttered.

The floor lit up a bright red. Clover grabbed onto her brother with one arm and pulled out her gun with the other.

"SORRY, FOLKS! THE OLD PROGRAM'S BEEN CANCELLED! BUT WE'VE GOT A FINALE THAT WILL DRIVE YOU WILD!" Mettaton exclaimed. The floor began going up. "REAL DRAMA! REAL ACTION! REAL BLOODSHED! ON OUR NEW SHOW... 'ATTACK OF THE KILLER ROBOT'!"

Clover glared at Mettaton. "You were the one that rearranged the CORE, werent'cha?"

"YES, I WAS THE ONE THAT REARRANGED THE CORE!" Mettaton exclaimed. "I WAS THE ONE THAT HIRED EVERYONE TO KILL YOU! THAT, HOWEVER, WAS A SHORT-SIGHTED PLAN. YOU KNOW WHAT WOULD BE A HUNDRED TIMES BETTER?" If he had a face, he would've grinned sadistically. "KILLING YOU ALL MYSELF!"

Clover fired bullets at Mettaton's solid metal body. They flung off like ping pong balls.

"THAT WORTHLESS PEA-SHOOTER WON'T WORK ON ME, DARLING," Mettaton chuckled. "DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT ACTING IS? YOU WERE NEVER ANY THREAT TO ME. QUITE FRANKLY, I COULD'VE EASILY OBLITERATED YOU, EVEN IF THAT OP RED-SOULED HUMAN HAD BEEN THERE."