"Alphys dear, there's something I MUST ask you right now!" Mettaton walked in through the lab doors without knocking, strutting in with his pink boots clicking across the tiles. Alphys looked up from where she sat in her room upstairs, pausing the episode of Mew Mew Kissy Cutie she had been watching.

"W-what is, Mettaton?" She stammered a bit over her words as she always did, tangling her divers together before her. Mettaton turned his face up and looked at her, and the young scientist knew he had something major on his mind.

"There is this.. Skeleton.. That made a cooking video, and ultimately failed. I like him." Mettaton sat roughly into a lone chair downstairs, not looking up as Alphys hurried down the steps to him, her lab coat fluttering behind her.

"Y-you actually l-like someone?" Alphys sounded hopeful as she grabbed another chair and brought it over, sitting down carefully as to not hurt her scaly tail.

"Well dear, it's not like that.." Mettaton caught a glance of his friend bowing her head a little, downtraught.

"..but it is something." The scientist looked up hopefully, her glasses sliding down we nose partially so that she was looking over them. Mettaton chuckled and pushed them up, earning himself a nice red blush spreading across Alphys' cheeks.

"W-w-well, do you know h-his name?" Alphys smiled wider, pulling out her phone in preparation to look the monster up online. Mettaton put his finger on his chin, looking up in an actor's way of thinking.

"I think his name was.. Papa- Papu-"

"Papyrus?" Alphys blurted out, instantly embarrased as the famous robot looked at her.

"Papyrus. Who is he?" Alphys tapped her phone screen a few times, typing something in.

"Uh.. It looks like he just a casual skeleton living in Snowdin, with his brother, Sans. He's got a picture on here," Alphys held her phone so that a Mettaton could peer over at the screen.

The picture was of a tall skeleton flexing by a mirror, wearing sunglasses with a plate of spaghetti on his head. Mettaton laughed as he saw the fake muscles taped to the skeleton's biceps.

"Mm, that's him alright." Mettaton leaned back in his chair, thinking as Alphys continued o look at her phone, silent until she scrolls past something.

"L-looks like Undyne knows him pretty well.. He- he's training to be in the Royal Guard with her.." The robot hummed in intrest, his internal motors whirring with new life.

"You don't say. I could use a guard on my next appearance."

"Where are you going this time?"

"Snowdin."