What a babe. The guy cleared his throat and asked you a question, you just kind of looked back and forth between him and Napstablook who was a fet feet behind this dude.

"Darling, I believe I asked you who you were. Can you hear me or," you chuckled awkwardly before apologizing. Looking up at the guy's face, you saw the metal and how he was put together. He was a robot like you. Oh golly gee goodness me Alphys made another sexy robot before you.

"Uhm... I'm (y/n), you are..?" The other robot gasped as you asked for his name. He snaked an arm around your shoulders, pulling you close. "Why, honey, everyone knows who I am. I'm Mettaton, star of the Underground!"

You face palmed before Mettaton moved his arm away from you. He was the reason you were a ghost. He was the one who killed you and gave Asgore another soul, duh. But, of course, he was just a prototype then, and a small box. Smiling, you looked Mettaton in the eyes, his hot pink colored cameras zooming in to scan every detail of your (f/c) ones.

"I remember you! You were so tiny the last time I saw you! But holy shit, you were powerful. I'm glad Alphys decided to turn you into a star rather than a killing machine." Mettaton laughed, his voice was like the sound of a million angels. Though, his voice was deeper than you expected at first. "Oh, darling, who ever said I wasn't a killing machine?"

You looked at Mettaton and saw Napstablook in thecorner of the room smiling to himself. You decided to go to him to see what he was doing. "...so cute......ship....." You tapped the ghost on the top of his cute li'l head. "Hey, Napstablook, what are you doing?" Napstablook blushed in his spoopy way before disappearing. You brushed it off as nothing.

"Oh, goodness! I have a show in a half hour! I better be off, sweetie, see you later, Nappy!" Mettaton left the house, leaving you there with nothing to do. You knew Napstablook was still there, but he was embarassed about something so you didn't want to make it worse by trying to talk about it.

Without anything else to do, you tried tuning into the Underground radio, but to no avail. You sat for awhile before yawning. You needed to recharge your battery. Alphys must've forgotten to before she showed you this body. You bent over, sliding a cord out of the heel of the boot on your right foot. Carefully, you plugged it into the wall, going into sleep mode and dreaming about robotic stuff. Aka Mettaton.