Mettaton's pov.

I was on my couch watching anime when I heard a knock on the door.

"Who is it~?"

"IT'S YOUR FAVORITE SPAGHETTI CHEF~!"

Papyrus? "Come in, darling~"

Papyrus opened the door. "GOOD EVENING, METTATON! DID YOU MISS ME?"

I ran up to him and gave him a hug. He gladly returned it. "I did very much, Papy dearest~"

We did what you would call a kiss before I invited Papyrus to sit down.

"NO THANKS, METTATON! I'M ONLY PAYING A SHORT VISIT!"

"Why is that, dear?"

Next thing I know, I feel something hard hit me across the face. I fell down from the force of it. I held the spot I got hit at and looked toward the direction of where it came from.

But all that was there was Papyrus. But, there was something different about him.

He was holding a bone.

"Mettaton, you remember how I asked you about the party? I asked (Y/N) the same question. She gave me a different answer."

Did she tell him the truth? Oh, why did I think it was a good idea to lie about it?

But, more importantly, why is my sugar skull hitting me?!

"OH, NO! LOOK AT THE TIME! I BEST BE OFF, THEN!"

And like that, he was gone.