It All Seemed So Simple ☆ A Papyton Fanfic

Mettaton and Papyrus' dates always go the same way and neither of them ever want that to change.
But one day, something goes wrong.


1. The Date

     ~MTT's POV~

       I stood in the cold of Snowdin waiting for Papyrus to get back from the forest where he was recalibrating his puzzles. It's not that he really needs to, the human is happily living underground with us now, I think he just likes to.     

Finally after standing there for ten minutes in the cold, I saw him emerge from the forest.



We exchanged our usual greeting.

We had been dating for a while now, and most of our dates were the same thing, we made spaghetti together, ate it, talked for a while, then I would leave, but somehow I never get tired of it. Even if I had to do it the same exact way every day of my life, I don't think I could ever get tired of seeing my adorable, cinnamon roll boyfriend.

Sans walked out of the forest after his brother, he looked like he was half asleep, but knowing Sans, he probably was.

"So," Papyrus said, cheerfully, "Who wants to make spaghetti with me?!"

Sans didn't say anything and just walked past Papyrus towards their house.

"I'd love to, darling," I said.

We walked back to the house, hand-in-hand. He stopped at the door,

"Robots first!" he exclaimed.

"Thank you, darling," I said walking inside.

"You'll make the sauce?" he asked as Sans plopped on the couch, wanting no part in this.

"Of course, dear~"

While he made the spaghetti, I worked on the sauce, an MTT Brand base, tomatoes, some meat, and a pound of pink glitter. Frisk walked in while I was making the sauce and stared at me wide-eyed.

"Um, Papyrus, I don't want any sauce on mine."

Papyrus gave everyone a plate, except for Sans who headed to Grillby's the second he smelled spaghetti cooking.

He took a bite and his eyes went blank for a second.

"Erm, darling?"

"Mettaton, this. Is." he started, slowly, "The best sauce ever!!"

"Oh why thank you, Darling! I'm glad you like it!"

"It's amazing! Are you a professional?"

"Well, I do have a cooking show..."

"Cooking With a Killer Robot!!!" he exclaimed.

"You watch my show?"

"I watch all of your shows! They're great!"

"Not so great when you've been on them," Frisk said.

"Oh don't be silly, darling! You loved being on my show!"

"I didn't really like the part where you tried to kil-"

I laughed loudly interrupting them, "Oh I loved that part too!"

They laughed nervously.

Everything seemed to be going perfectly. But you know what I said before, that I could never get tired of this? That it was perfect and I wanted to be like this forever? Well, nothing lasts forever, because just then a knife was thrown across the room. It went straight through his chest His body turned to dust, leaving only his head.

"Papy!" I yelled dropping my spaghetti, "Frisk go get Sans!" 

The human rushed to Grillby's looking as scared as I was.

I held Papyrus' head in my arms. "It will be alright, Papy, I promise."


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