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Okay so I made myself a little bit sad somehow so it's time for me to finally get around to writing the ideal date
Enjoy :)
Warning: cursing, playful 'betrayal' in laser tag (we all know this prompt, surely)
Human Underswap
Papyrus hums to himself as he taps his foot against the ground repeatedly, gaze fixed on his phone screen. Loud, electronic, sci-fi music blares out of the open doors behind him, the occasional zapping sound and garbled, edited speech cutting through randomly. His eyes dart up and across the car park every thirty seconds or so, impatience growing with each check - Mettaton should be there any second, and as cliché as it may seem, Papyrus just can't wait to see him again.
At long last, his phone vibrates in his hand, the screen lighting up to display a new text.
Metta: I'm here! Whereabouts are you? (12:03)
You: just at the entrance, you can't miss me (12:03)
The read receipt pops up, though no reply comes through, and soon enough the rapid, repetitive pattering of feet against pavement meets his ears. Papyrus turns at the sound, a smile rising to his lips, arms wide as Mettaton races towards him, hair flipping and bouncing with each step. After a few moments in each other's embraces, the two pull back, wide grins on their faces, a faint blush sparkling on Mettaton's cheeks.
They step inside the building, eyes darting around as they make their way to the front desk, Papyrus sorting out their booking. It doesn't take long for them to be let through, a guide leading them into a rather small square room with a tv screen on one wall, about fifteen chairs facing it. They take their seats at the front, waiting for the room to fill up - Undyne and Alphys agreed to come along too for a kind of 'double date' as they both called it, and who knows just how many of their friends they invited without telling Papyrus or Mettaton.
Sure enough, when the two girls walk in, deep in conversation, a crowd of about six others follow them, and Papyrus sighs deeply.
"Hey guys!" Alphys strolls over, grinning from ear to ear as she takes her seat, Undyne following close behind. The others soon follow, introductions being said for those who don't yet know each other.
Xero, a short boy with cyan hair over the left side of his face and an excited gleam in his blue eyes. Sparrow, taller than Xero, with hazel yellow eyes, whose spiked white hair is tipped with brown. Lenix, a confident, well-built boy, light blue streaks in his blond hair, one arm draped across the back of the chair to his left, which seats his boyfriend, Kenji, who pushes his square-framed glasses up his nose as he looks towards the screen on the wall, a smile on his lips, a joyful energy radiating off him in strong waves. His sister, Zodiac, flips her crimson-tipped hair out of her eyes, which appear almost red in the lighting of the room, leaning forward in her chair as she listens to the others talk among themselves. Her girlfriend, Kimari, holds her hand just out of view of the group, legs crossed over each other as she speaks.
Before long, the group settle down, and the worker in the corner looks up from their phone, acknowledging the teens in the room before starting up the safety video, which runs through the same old rules that, by now, everyone knows - no running, no climbing, no jumping, you only have a certain amounts of hits you can take before you're out and you have limited ammo, but you can heal and reload at your team's station. Run out of health, and you're out for two minutes, when you're both immune to further harm but also unable to attack other players. Oh yeah, and friendly fire is very much a real thing that can affect the tides of the battle. The side with the most points at the end wins.
The guide then takes the group into a rather narrow corridor, gear and guns on one wall, and they quickly divide themselves into two groups, preparing for war, Papyrus, Alphys, Undyne, Kenji and Lenix on one team, Mettaton, Zodiac, Kimari, Sparrow and Xero on the other.
Mettaton can't help but smile - the moment the game starts, the play zone will become utter chaos.
It's gonna be awesome.
The teams are let out into the area, quickly making their ways to their stations, where they'll have a few minutes to strategise if they wish to, or to simply chat if they want to just rush in, guns blazing with little to no regard for their health or stock, as most teens do.
The buzzer goes off within five minutes, and the play zone erupts into mania. Alphys, Kimari and Lenix scream battle cries as they race through the maze-like walls of the arena, the rules already nothing more than a hazy memory.
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Crap, crap, crap-
Mettaton moves as fast as he can without it being classed as running, still nearly tripping a couple times in the low light, trying to avoid getting hit again. He quickly reaches his team's base, pressing his gun against the reload wall, taking his chances and popping his head out to check for enemies, ignoring his low health - one more hit and he's out for two minutes. Oddly enough, he hasn't seen Papyrus since the beginning, and he has no idea where he could be. Thankfully, he can't see anyone near the station.
He sighs in relief as he leans against the back wall, his vest emitting small beeps to tell him he's vulnerable. He takes a moment to catch his breath before footsteps reach his ears beneath the loud music, alien speech, zapping noises and muffled words of the other players. His head snaps up just in time to spot none other than his boyfriend, arms raised in the universal gesture of harmlessness.
Discarding the rules for a second, Mettaton mimics putting his gun down on the floor in response, a small smile on his face as Papyrus drops his arms back down to his sides, approaching slightly quicker.
"You okay?" Mettaton nods, returning the question to get a similar answer. Papyrus' eyes spark in the dim light, though it quickly vanishes as he opens his arms, Mettaton taking the invitation and welcoming the hug, back still pressed against the wall behind him. Papyrus' breath washes over his neck, bringing an odd relief. The taller boy soon pulls back, his finger hooking on Mettaton's chin, lifting his head upwards. Before he can react, there's a gentle pair of lips against his own, and his eyes snap wide open before he all but melts into the kiss, head tilting to the side slightly. Time blurs together in the darkness of the arena, tucked away in a back corner, hidden behind walls and props, locked against each other.
Papyrus is the first to pull away, cherishing the barely visible blush on his boyfriend's cheeks, pressing a single quick kiss to the tip of his nose, hearing a faint, breathy laugh in response.
Mettaton lets himself smile, feeling his cheeks burn, thankfully well-hidden, slowly pulling his arms back from around Papyrus' waist.
A zap echoes through the air, and a small vibration tears through Mettaton's body as Papyrus laughs, practically dashing away from the corner as though he were fleeing from a crime scene. Mettaton's vest gives off two much louder beeps than before, then going completely silent, a timer counting down on his gun. His mouth falls open as he realises what just happened, frowning and crossing his arms across his chest as he falls to the floor, sitting with his knees against his chest.
Papyrus shot him, the absolute bastard.
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A loud buzzer interrupts the music and general noise in the play zone, the guns and vests powering down as the lights slowly brighten again - the game is over.
Mettaton sighs as he makes his way out of the arena, mingling with the rest of the group, most of whom playfully shove each other and chat. Papyrus smirks as he meets Mettaton's eyes, throwing a quick wink in his direction, watching his faint blush return once more, much to the shorter boy's despair.
"What the fuck?!"
"Told you we'd win!"
Lenix glares furiously at Kimari, who grins widely in front of the point tallies. Zodiac laughs while her brother rolls his eyes. Sparrow and Xero high five each other, bright smiles on their faces, while Alphys and Undyne chat between themselves. Papyrus claps Mettaton gently on the shoulder, leaning down to whisper in his ear.
"Well done, baby."
The pet name leaves Mettaton stunned, his stubborn blush only deepening, while Papyrus laughs and shakes his head at Kimari and Lenix's antics before gesturing towards the exit.
"Who's up to get lunch?" Chatter envelops the group once more as they make their way out, Papyrus taking Mettaton's hand in his own.
Yeah yeah, I know I said I probably wouldn't be posting any more chapters for a while because of my exams, but I only have biology tomorrow which is one of the few subjects I actually feel kinda confident about, so...
Also I can't sleep :)
Anyway, I hope you all enjoyed this, and I'd like to say I'm opening requests, I just can't promise release dates for anything, especially during my mocks. I will try get some chapters out though, and requested chapters will take priority, although they might not be first come, first serve. So yeah, if you have any requests, comment them or dm them to me, and I'll see what I can do.
Thanks for reading, see y'all hopefully over the weekend as long as I can write the next chapter in a way I like before then.