¨A tragic tale of two star-crossed lovers, kept apart by the tides of fate......Huh, guess the performance is going to start soon.¨ I comment, looking over my shoulder to the surprisingly quiet scientist. He has been like this ever since we received that note. You would think Gaster would know about Toriel being in the Ruins since he and some 'Queen' were watching me. It's just weird how different he's acting. Refusing to make any sort of eye-contact and responds with hums and mumbling. It was nice yet, somehow, super irritating. ¨You think we should go?¨ I ask, waiting for a response.

He shrugs his shoulders and kept staring at the note in his hand. I sigh and grab his hand, pulling him towards a beautiful scene before us. It had a high view of the kingdom and a nice breeze whipped my hair. I close my eyes and smile, letting my worries blow away like the wind. With the spare time I had, I pulled out the elastic scrunchy and started to straighten up my hair. As I combed my fingers through, I can feel just how greasy it felt. It made me shiver in disgust; reminding me that I need to find a shower. Asap.

As I was about to pull my hair into a loose ponytail, the elastic snapped and flung through the air like an arrow.

¨Dang it.¨ I growl under my breath, combing my hair to make it at least decent. Usually, I would expect the snarky scientist to remark about women wanting to always look their best or something like that. But, strangely, he just watched blankly as my hands maneuvered through my messy hair. Giving up, I let my hair stay in it's messy yet almost decent style. I could feel the long wavy strands brush up against my cheeks. The wind picking up my hair with the direction it was going. Fortunately, it was going due east and blew my hair away from my face.

Looking around, I took in all that was around me. Stone stairs led up to a balcony as lush vines came out of the cracks from the foundation holding the balcony. The 'sky' like the edge of night neared Hotland. Dim lights shone out of the houses of monster citizens. And the only sound was the far bustling of a city far away and the breeze. I would be able to fall asleep when I was interrupted by an all-too familiar voice.

¨OH? THAT HUMAN.............¨ Looking up, I could see the familiar rectangular screen of Mettaton pop his head behind a wall. It was a little confusing at first why he was acting so strange. Then, it hit me.

¨Oh god, no.¨ I face palmed, my hair falling in front of my shoulders. Glancing up, I had to cover my eyes from what I was seeing. He rolled in view, wearing something I would NEVER in my life want to see. On his torso is a lacey blue dress. Its sleeves puffed up like in almost every classic Disney princess dress. While most was sparkly blue lace, the front was left without any bedazzle. Thank goodness for that. He was holding his hands close together like he was wishing upon a star. It was.........disturbing, to say the least.

¨............MY ONE TRUE LOVE?¨

¨Uhhhhhhhhh...............No?¨

Walking towards the stairs, I can see the dress clearly had a blue bow in front as he picked up the sides of the dress as he moved. It was, personally, like a cupcake explosion! Not that I was against girly attire, I just don't like flashy dresses. Suddenly, as he went down the stairs, soft romantic music played to set the mood. More like music you would hear in a ball or something. After coming down, I was a little weirded out that I was part of the performance. I like being in plays but I don't like Mettaton wearing a dress. Kind of against 'extreme' cross-dressers. In this case, dresses.

He went towards me as his dress swayed with each movement he made. Then, the nightmare began. He started to sing.

¨Oh my love.

Please run away.

Monster King,

Forbids your stay!

Humans must

Live far apart,

Even if...........

It breaks my heart.

They'll put you

In the dungeon.

It'll suck

And then you'll die a lot!

Really sad,

You're gonna die!

Cry, cry, cry!

So sad it's happening!¨

My eye twitched for the twentieth time as the song ended. His robotic, gloved hand on my head and other hand wiping an imaginary tear. It might have been better if I wasn't the star of this! He acted like he was sniffling.

¨SO SAD. SO SAD THAT YOU ARE GOING TO THE DUNGEON. ¨ Then, he took a few steps back and pulled out a remote with a large red button. ¨WELL, TOODLES!¨ he said as he pushed the button and a trap door opened under me. I fell, my vision blurring from how fast I was falling. I squeak in pain as my back landed on the sandy ground of Hotland. I groaned and picked myself up; my arms scraped and orange sand in my hair. Wiping the sand from my face and getting as much of the sand off of me, I spin around to see Mettaton floating above me and still wearing that dress. I gulped at realizing this doesn't look like a dungeon. And, the worst part is that Gaster isn't even here with me!

¨OH NO! WHATEVER SHALL I DO? MY LOVE HAS BEEN CAST AWAY INTO THE DUNGEON.¨

¨This isn't even a dungeon! What kind of dungeon is this?!¨

¨A DUNGEON WITH A PUZZLE SO DASTARDLY, MY PARAMOUR WILL SURELY PERISH! ¨ Looking to the left, I recognized the colorful tiles as the puzzle from Snowdin. I mean, it looks pretty easy. Kind of..........maybe............. Yeah, I'm gonna die. Mettaton gasps in horror. ¨O, HEAVENS HAVE MERCY! THE HORRIBLE COLORED TILE MAZE! EACH COLORED TILE HAS ITS OWN SADISTIC FUNCTION. FOR EXAMPLE, A GREEN TILE SOUNDS A NOISE, AND THEN YOU HAVE TO FIGHT A MONSTER. RED TILES WILL..............¨

Oh no, please don't tell me-

¨WAIT A SECOND. DIDN'T WE SEE THIS PUZZLE ABOUT A HUNDRED ROOMS AGO? THAT'S RIGHT. YOU REMEMBER ALL THE RULES, DON'T YOU?¨

¨No, but it would be nice if I had a refresher. You know?¨

He ignored me. ¨GREAT............THEN I WON'T WASTE YOUR TIME REPEATING THEM!¨ Curse Mettaton for having a brain. -_- ¨OH, AND YOU BETTER HURRY! BECAUSE IF YOU DON'T GET THROUGH IN 30 SECONDS............YOU'LL BE INCINERATED BY THESE JETS OF FIRE!!¨

Man, he is sure enjoying himself. I wouldn't be surprised that he was like this with all the other kids who fell down here. He laughed maniacally and went back to 'character'. ¨MY POOR LOVE! I'M SO FILLED WITH GRIEF, I CAN'T STOP LAUGHING!¨

¨I think that just means you are a psychopathic drag queen.¨ I remarked. After wishing me luck, a timer started and I ran towards the maze. Without hesitation, I stepped on the pink tile and made my way through there. I made a few errors with stepping on the yellow lightning tiles and such. But, I didn't have time to contemplate which tiles to step on. There was only 7 seconds on the timer and I'm not even half-way.

¨This is impossible!¨ I scream out as I was nipped by a couple of piranhas. My clothes were burnt to a crisp and torn apart by the razor teeth of those devil fish. It looked like my clothes came out of a wood chipper! Suddenly, the timer sounded that it was done. Standing on the once pink tile, the whole maze went grey and I looked up to see the robot. My life was literally handed to him and he was just a button away from getting what he wants. My heart sunk and eyes brimmed with tears. I felt like pleading, begging for him to reconsider. But, there would be no way for him to change his mind now. It would take a miracle to have my life spared!

¨OOOOH, I'M SO SORRY! LOOKS LIKE YOU'RE OUT OF TIME!!! HERE COME THE FLAMES, DARLING!~¨ Mettaton shouted, happily. The flame-throwers turned on and the orange flames burst to life. They edged closer to my shaking body; threatening to burn me alive. I clenched my fist, only to find the note in the bottle in my hand. Quickly, I opened it and read on:

I know you need this for your journey. Especially since Sans is behind the hiring. Please take this and drink it before Muffet has a chance to attack you. I hope this is helpful!

Your best friend..................

¨N-No........I.......It can't be!!!¨ Before I could read it again, the paper flew out of my hand and into the fire. I watched, fearfully, as the flames got closer to cooking my flesh.

¨THEY'RE CLOSING IN!~¨