(Before I start this chapter please listen to this song!! It so amazing and the artist himself is a fucking angel. Also very sorry for lack of updates. Okay, enjoy)

"It feels like its been an eternity since I've seen your face, love," Mettaton looks at you with an alluring look in his shimmering eyes. He has his head resting against the backside of his hand. He's never looked so beautiful. It's hard to believe that this man is yours sometimes. It's hard to believe you've been dating for months. Though that skeletons words drifted through your mind occasionally, you never had a doubt about your life with him. There was never a moment of uncertainty.
Since you agreed to date him. Your life has begone to get better and better. Your wardrobe more and more expensive being filled with designer clothes. Your art tools becoming greater in amount and effectiveness. Your house becoming more and more colorful. There wasn't a doubt that he didn't love you.

You remember the times he held you closer than anything on the days when you were standing at the edge of a field of happiness and couldnt get yourself to walk through it.

"You know," Mettaton says, "you look so adorable with that 'lost in thought' look." He chuckles. "I have a question to ask you."

"W-What is it?"

"Would you like to move into my home?"
You froze. You've only been dating for like 3 months. It doesn't seem to be enough time for you. Before you can answer he starts to talk again.
"Seems to be cozier than yours seeing how you practically sleep there every night." You've only slept there twice.
You look to the left with a slight smile.
"Well, I-"
"Excellent!!" He puts both hands on the table and stands up with excitement, his butt sticking out just a little bit. "I'll have Blooky help me move your stuff out next week. Till then darling!"
He blows you a kiss and walks out, leaving you dazed and confused at the dinner table. You watch him leave...

Mettaton climbs into his limousine.
"Ugh." He sighs and his happy face turns into pure irritation. "If this plan takes any longer I might just lose my shit." He rubs the bridge of his nose.
"Once I get them into my house I can go about the rest of the plan. Until then I have to play the role of their knight in shining armor. Otherwise everything I've prepared will just be a waste of time." He sips his wine and signals for the driver to take him home.
Meanwhile at the dinner table you ponder over the actions of the meal.  Mettaton has never interrupted you before, he has never seemed so anxious to leave, and definitely never eats food at his own restaurant. You think about consulting Frisk. Though you guys haven't talked since you and Mettaton started dating, but it seems like your only option.

As you walk through Waterfall, you begin to wonder if Frisk would even talk to you. Your last conversation didn't realy end on the best of terms...

"(Y/N)! Why dont you just listen to me!? Mettaton has secrets he keeps hidden from you. I'm afriad you could get hurt if he decides to show you that side of him. Not all monsters are what they appear to be."
"What would you know Frisk! You've never felt this kind of connection with anyone! You're just a kid you don't understand anything! The only thing you understand is what that arrogant skeleton tells you! If there ever was such an annoying child!" You slammed the door and walked out. You could hear Frisk calling your name behind you desperately.

As you passed Napstablooks house you thought of talking to him instead. Though he wasn't much of a talker, he could sure win an award for worlds greatest listener. Though, he is Mettatons cousin. Anything you say to him could be repeated back to him. What if it upsets him? You two would get into your first couples fight. Just the thought of it made you uneasy. You continued towards Snowdin dispite of your thoughts and feelings.

Walking back into the frigid cold was like a foam baseball bat to the face. It was an awful reminder of the conversation you were about to have...

You stepped up to the home of those skeleton brothers. You fought over whether you should knock or ring the doorbell. You decided to knock on the door, but before you were able to knock the door opened and you see Frisk staring up at you. Frisk hugs you with every ounce of their being. You fall to your knees and hug them back.
"I'm so sorry, Frisk. I didn't mean anything I-I swear by it. I-I-I..."
You fell to silence as tears flowed down your face.

"wow. ain't this a pretty sight. heh. almost puts a tear to my eye. now. stop your crying and hugging. we got some planning to do."
You look up to see the smaller skeleton with determination in his eyes.

Reuniting with Frisk fills you with determination.

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Okay so to those that read the original. It was kinda rushed and I was very unhappy with myself for how I left it. It was waaayyy too short. So I added a bit more. Anyhow I hope your enjoying it so far. Bye!