Mettaton X Reader

(Y/N) hung around Mettaton a lot after their date night. It was sort of odd, but she found herself to be becoming increasingly close to her android 'boyfriend.' Not that it was unpleasant, of course. It was nice for her to have someone other than Ali to hang around.

She had even gotten his phone number, so she wouldn't have to go on some dumb social media website to talk to him.

'Hey MTT, r u doing anything rn? I'm bored af, save me.'

'Well... I'm going to pick Frisk up from summer school, and take them out for ice cream, if you'd like to join us.'

(Y/N) gasped. 'U gonna pay for that ice cream?'

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(Y/N) didn't notice it as they were driving, but it turned out, Frisk went to the same elementary school as she had when she was younger. (Y/N) remembered, quite fondly of her childhood, but the happy memories had long since become twisted and warped with sadness, and nostalgia. She brushed them off quickly. It was most indefinitely not the time for sad thoughts.

Frisk was one of the first students out of the school when the time came, but that wasn't much of a surprise. Mettaton told her that every other day, he would pick up Frisk and they would do something together, usually Frisks pick. This time, they'd picked to go for ice cream. 

"Oh, and Frisk doesn't know you're here, so we're going to surprise them!" Mettaton exclaimed. "Oh, I'm sure they'll be so excited to see you!"

"Really?" (Y/N) asked. She'd only ever really spoken to Frisk once, although, she did like the idea of the child ambassador being happy to see her.

"Oh, look, here they come now!" Frisk jumped into the backseat of the car, somehow without noticing (Y/N).

"Hi, Frisk, been a while, huh?" (Y/N) said, turning to face them.

Frisks face lit up with joy, and (to (Y/N)s shock) began signing to her. Alas, (Y/N) hadn't learned sign language. Mettaton saw how obviously confused and distressed she was and helped a little. "Frisk says they're very happy Auntie (Y/N) is back."

"Auntie?" The word was fresh on her tongue. It had been a very long time since she'd allowed people to call themselves her family. She guessed a nine year old ambassador was just one of many who could seem to open up her heart like an old lock box.

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Mettaton, Frisk, and (Y/N) had been hanging out at the ice cream parlor for almost an hour now, and had long since finished their ice cream. Luckily for (Y/N), Mettaton could easily translate Frisks fluid sign language into spoken words, so (Y/N) and Frisk could actually communicate. However, despite how fun their time had been, all good thing must come to an end. Soon enough, Frisk had to be dropped off at Toriels house, and (Y/N) to be sent back to the recording studio.

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That was how most of (Y/N)'s summer was. 'Dates' with Mettaton, picking up Frisk from summer school (They missed quite a lot during their time in the underground, it was a miracle they didn't get held back) and writing and recording songs. It was so odd. Her summers had been son different growing up. Hell, her summer last year hadn't even included a single thought about Mettaton. All that was on her mind was the pursuit of stardom. Now, however, things were quite different. And she didn't think that she'd be able to live any other way.

AN: OMG THIS IS LATE I'M SORRY, I HAD DEBATE, AND I WASN'T ABLE TO GET ON MY COMPUTER YESTERDAY, I'M SORRY. Anyways, there's gonna be fluff in the next chapter so ur welcome lmao. Also, I found a bunch of different songs that I think would fit the readers style of music ( which I kind of imagine being vaguely indie and very sad, which I totally made up in my head one day lmao, but will come into play later) so, here's a shit playlist for you, as well as a shit outfit:

http://8tracks.com/the_fandom_freak/shitty-playlist-for-fanfic-is-shitty

http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=183954755

(p.s. the songs w/ the stars by them are ones that are at least a little relevant to the story **coughcough**one'sgonnabeusedinthestory**coughcough** oh and feel free to ask why it's relevant :3)