You watched as Sans sat down on a big chair that looked a bit too overstuffed for its own good. You even winced when he sat on it, almost scared it would pop like a balloon. Even with all this pumped up music you knew he wouldn't budge.

So, you come here often?

Fuck off

You weren't in the mood for Chara's shenanigans, you were too focused on the skeleton who sat all alone, in a suits coat even. It was strange to see him in formal attire even in the slightest, but it looked pretty sharp, if it weren't for the slippers and shorts. A little giggle escaped you as you kept your dance going.

Crushin' on the Comedian?

"For a someone with a metal foot you move quite nimbly." Mettaton said with a sly grin on his handsome face, his voice pulled you out of your curious trance and you smile with a shrug "It isn't all that different, to be honest the only thing that ever messes me up is not actually feeling it as much as I used too, Alphys did put in some sort of sensor thing so I can feel a little."

Mettaton frowned a bit "Really?" You nodded happily. The robot looked a bit confused and surprised as he puckered his lips in a pondering manner, he looked side to side then back to you "Mind if I have a look?" You shook your head, and he smiled in response.

Hey, yoooo!! Hello?

You almost burst out laughing, in fact you did a little until you smacked a hand over your mouth and let your eyes skim the monsters around to see if anyone was looking.

Because Mettaton did not stop dancing when he crouched down to your leg, he put out both his hands and 'popped-that-booty' and when he was down there he started to twerk with an amused look on his face when he did hear your laugh.

"Hmm..." He hummed as he kept inspecting your leg.

Laughter was filling you up and you felt as though you were going to burst "well, your legs tech is old school, no wonder you can't feel anything."

You weren't sure, whether it was because he talked so casually or if it was because he didn't stop twerking when he was talking but you let out an obnoxious snort and you let your laughing pour out.

Did you just snort?

Mettaton grinned triumphantly at your laugh "Something funny?" He inquired while he popped his booty once more and stood up. You slowed your laugh and cleared your throat "Erm... Nope... Nothing at all." You said with a faulty poker face. His eyebrow rose up. "Is it my dance moves?" He asked and spun then placed both hands on his hips and did a smooth body roll.

"Don't worry Hun, you'll get used to it eventually."

You giggled and shook your head "I don't think I can ever get used to that." You spoke while gesturing to his body movements. Confusion washed over him but then he realized what you thought he had meant and his expression softened to a small smile and a few chuckles left him. "Oh no I mean the leg, and trust me, it will be a lot easier than trying to get used to a metal body." He ran his hands up his metal figure and then into the air "and trust me--" he let his hand fall down onto your hips "--once you master it, it can be a lot of fun." His smile turned from innocent and platonic to sly and intimate quicker than ice to water in a microwave as he pulled your hips closer to his and moved in sync with them.

...

Your face went totally red as you looked down at what he was doing, looking back to him you smiled with quite a bit of amusement, you knew Mettaton was just messing around for the fun of it. Although you were doing your best to restrain yourself from beating this guy to nuts and bolts, but you decided that just being salty would suffice "My dear sir, are you trying to seduce me?"

He looked at you through his swooped black hair and let his eyes wonder over you as his smirk became larger and showed off his pearly looking set of metal teeth "Is it working?" He asked letting his playful and faux lust filled eyes lift back to lock with your e/c ones.

A little titter of a laugh came from you as you looked down for a moment in a deceivingly shy way then back to him and placed your hands on his pick plated chest and pushed him away gently "Not in the slightest."

Salty...

Mettaton looked shocked for a moment, he'd never been rejected before like this, especially in his EX form. He was aghast as he stepped back from you, his heels made him tower above you but he felt so small and a little bit of his confidence was stolen from him by you.

Surprise was evident to see on his face which caused you to laugh "Don't take it personally, Hun, but I don't let anyone touch me like that."

HA! HA HA! Liar!

You kept on dancing and Mettaton sort of grinned and started to dance once again "Well, you certainly make it hard to make people jealous." He snickered in a metallic tone. You tilted you head "What do you mean?"

He gestured his head towards the seats where most were being occupied and there sat Sans. He wasn't really looking and instead telling some terrible puns or something to a few other monsters, not in the mood to be a loner.

Your brows knit together in confusion until it dawned on you that Mettaton was trying to get Sans to come over on his own accord. "Oohhh. So you aren't a total scumbag."

The flamboyant robot frowned, but then admittedly shrugged, fully aware that what he did was not completely appropriate. "Ehh, sometimes."

"Why do t we just invite him over like normal people?"

"Hun, where is the fun in that?"

"But isn't jealousy unhealthy in a relationship?"

"But in what world does healthy taste better than unhealthy?"

You squinted at the robot with a quizzical look, he squinted back. He then blew air in your eyes and threw his hand in the air "Ha! I win! Now be a darling and work with me here." Mettaton declared. Frustration seethed through you and you raked a hand through your hair, he wasn't listening to you at all. It was a perfect opportunity for Chara to sneak in and latch on and control your actions for a moment or two, but the strange thing was that they didn't, they didn't even attempt to, and for quite a while they had been very diligent in accords to that.

Hey Y/n, those fries over on the buffet table look really good, and I want some

You blew out a breath of anger and shrugged "Yeah..." Mettaton perked up with a grin "Yeah?" You threw your hand up with the other on your forehead "Yeah, okay, let's just do it."

Well, not want some since I can't eat, but can you just do me this solid and look at them and not eat them so I'm not the only one suffering here.

Mettaton squealed and picked you up hugging you with excitement "Oh you are going to love me!!" He cheered whilst spinning with you squished to his frame once again. "Hey! Mettaton! Put me down would you?"

Sans cracked a grin and laughed at a joke about a pineapple one of the monsters just told him, he had to admit that it was a good joke, better than the one you said to him a while back about a frog that Kermit suicide. He still didn't understand what you meant by that. As the laughter cleared Sans spoke up "Okay, what do you c-" he paused mid sentence as a large amount of movement caught his eye, only to see you being held close to Mettaton and being spun around joyfully in his arms.

An unconscious glare crossed Sans face, the monsters around him that were just talking with him looked at each other for answers on the skeletons sudden behaviour change but all of them were unable to tell why. One that was sitting closest by him put a hand on his shoulder "Sans? Are you alright?"

It took him a moment as he kept glaring, at what they couldn't be sure of. "Uhh... Excuse me." He brushed their hand off and stood to his feet, weaving himself through the crowd while the monsters who were all sitting together looked at each other, confused.

Mettaton finally put you down and kept his hand on your lower torso with the other one tapping his metal lips gently as he looked down at you. "Hmm... What could I do to make him jealous..." He pondered.

You felt awkward just standing there like a cell under a microscope, like he was trying to figure out all of your secrets. It made you feel slightly uncomfortable but not so much that you couldn't stand it, especially when the music slowed down and he stared to dance with you slowly, still trying to think of an ingenious plan.

Just then the very skeleton Mettaton and partially you were plotting against walked straight up to you both with a raised brow. He looked oddly flustered at the sight of Mettatons hands still placed upon you in a very gentle and tender way. "Hello there again." He said in his smooth voice. "H-Hi." You paused for a moment and silently cursed yourself for stuttering but got over it as quickly as you stared to worry about it.

"Mind if I ask what you two are up to?" Sans knew himself, and he knew he was not the jealous type, and he knew Mettaton would be up to something like this, just like always. In fact he saw this coming, but he waltzed his way into it anyway, and as dumb as he knew it was he did feel a little jealous along with slightly angry from Mettaton always being a dick about situations like this by sticking his over polished nose into other people's business.

Before you were able to get a word in Mettaton cut you off by holding your body closer to his "Well we are simply dancing. May I ask what exactly you are up to?" He mused while smiling at Sans who was a void of movement at the moment, only standing still, you looked up to him and chuckled quietly to yourself although it was a bit strange dancing so formally with Mettaton you were unable to say that it wasn't amusing. Sans glared a bit at the metallic man then closed his eyes and stuffed his hands in his pockets.

"I was actually going to ask if I could step in."

Mettaton smirked "Sorry Sans dear, but Y/n got to me first." He spun you and dipped you down, earning a small laugh from you. "You'll have to wait your turn."

Sans groaned as an embarrassed blue hue appeared on his cheek bonesfrom further having to explain himself. "I mean Y/n." He said calmly, after clearing his throat.

"What? And give up this piece of delightful sweetness, I don't think so sweetie."

You laughed a bit and looked up to Mettaton with an amused smile "Well thank you." He faced you once again and smiled back "You most certainly are welcome." He chimed. Sans hummed to himself and balanced himself on his slipper covered heels. "Alright then." And he put a bone white hand on your shoulder, cold to the touch. He gently pulled you away Mettaton. He let his hand find yours as the one on your shoulder fell down to your side. He was as smooth as smooth peanut butter.

Are you hungry? Or is that just my continuing need for the suffering of others.

The flamboyant pink and black robot was agar for a moment from Sans just up and taking Y/n. but soon smiled knowingly to himself as he stepped away with his hands behind his back and wondered away to dance with someone else, still having quite a bit of dancing energy.

You looked over your shoulder only to discover Mettaton was gone, you turned back to Sans with an impressed expression "You got him to leave." You nodded to yourself "Well done."

"I've figured out how to deal with him over the years." He stated with an aloof air around him "I admire you for your ability to stay sane." you joked lightheartedly he grinned "To be honest, I'm surprised I've done this well for this long."

A comfortable silence settled in as you were able to take a breath and relax a bit, you gently rested your head on Sans and let his warm smell and cold body comfort you. This made him suck in a breath and grin widely, taking in what was going on, he let his eye lids droop contently, while he guided you through the easy flowing dance consisting of stepping forward twice and back once.

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[[Overlord]]