as the sun began to dip just out of sight at an early 5:52 in the evening, leaving buildings and trees reflecting indigo light, pap had told you to get changed into 'party clothes'. having no idea what that entailed, you layed out a fit that was a bit fancier than your usual attire. in opposite, pap had come out of his room wearing an outfit he had to have borrowed from a certain alluring and glamorous robot. the highlight of his entire ensemble were these glossy, cherry-coloured thigh-high boots with platform heels that gave him an extra two feet in height. jaw dropping to the floor, your self esteem plummeted.

knowing you were violently under-dressed in comparison to pap, you had hope that maybe sans' fit would balance out the dynamic between the three of you. as he left his room, you let out a sigh of relief, observing he was in his regular oversized sweatshirt and a pair of joggers.

your eyes fell to his shoes.

sans' grin spanned from cheekbone to cheekbone, and there, peeking out from the cuffs of his black sweatpants was a lustrous cobalt glimmer. you sighed, already aware of what was about to happen. sans bent down to grasp onto the sides of his pant legs, pulling them up all in one flamboyant gesture. this uncovered identical thigh-highs to papyrus except in blue. jaw even lower than the floor, and self esteem further still, you gazed in disbelief at the both of them.

'don't worry, human!' papyrus smile shone bright.

'we have you covered,' sans nodded, knowing you remained clueless as to what was going on.

soon you found yourself outside of a black brick building. the concrete in between each brick was a blinding shade of hot pink and seemed to sparkle. melodical vibrations from the building ran through the sidewalk and to your feet, shaking your spine. a neon magenta sign illuminated the entire wall next to the door, reading 'the MTT palace' in loopy, cursive letters.

eyes wide, you turned your gaze to papyrus, who was trembling in anticipation, his bones chattering together. the neon sign drenched sans and pap in the same magenta light, giving them almost a radioactive glow. your taller friend grabbed your hand in an animated fashion, dragging you through the door. upon entering, the same dark exterior carried to the inside. the music seemed to swell, causing your bones to tremor even more than paps as the bass pumped in your chest. bubblegum-coloured lights alternated flashing around the corner, which illuminated the three of you as you rounded it, along with a plethora of people hopping to the beat. near the back of the room, a stage stood, purple velvet curtains lining both sides.

almost as if your arrival had triggered the show to begin, the lights went low along with the music. the sounds of the crowd began to hush, whispers increasing in excitement. tension rising, the curtains began to part, a bright light illuminating a towering, curvy silhouette.

'OH YES,' an automated voice rang out, causing the crowd to scream, pap's screech being the most audible through all the noise.

pink lasers shot towards the shadow from the front of the stage, lining the figure from the bottom up. as they rose, the figure became more clear. a fuscia blink glimmered from their left eye as they began model-walking down the runway of the stage. they seemed to be making direct eye contact with you, shaking your bones even more still. the horde of people split as the figure made their way closer.

'someone dressed comfy for the occasion,' the automated voice delivered through their mic, a slight smugness laced in it's tones, earning a chuckle from the group. 'but we'll fix that,'

they reached a neon gloved hand towards you, their arm extending in length as the shadow remained on stage, which seemed to be stretching in your direction also. you took a shaky step up to the ramp, and were immediately teleported backstage in a swift movement from the figure. before the curtains had shut behind you, a quick glimpse revealed papyrus absolutely buzzing while sans was already sipping a liquid which matched the colour of the club, appropriately held in a curvaceously-shaped glass.

'I have the perfect thing for you, darling,' you turned your gaze to the figure.

you'd been acquainted with mettaton many a time, yet each of those times, his looks caught you off guard. his eyeliner was smudged, intentionally, yet still looked so clear and complimented the shape of his eyes. a smirk layed across his lips, which when accompanied with his highly arched brows and straight nose, gave him a god-like appearance.

he made quick work of your brows, brushing them to an arch in no time at all. like your brows in time, he fixed up your eyes by lining them in a messy charcoal. he leaned back, eyes squinting slightly with his hands on either side of your face.

'now for the main event-' a confident smile once again stretched his lips as he strolled to his closet. he eyed you, analyzing a last-minute decision. he nodded, making up his mind, before rummaging through a trunk decked out in glitter not unlike a disco ball.

mettaton threw a heap of clothes in your direction, gesturing to his change room. 'quickly now, we don't want our fans waiting, darling,'

slipping everything off, updating your fit, and briefly admiring what your glam bestie had done to make your eyes stand out, you emerged from the change room with self esteem levels high. you were unsure if your attire topped those of sans and pap, but MTT had definitely upgraded your whole look and for that, a certain level of pride washed over you.

'don't worry, I didn't forget,' he grinned, pulling one last item from his closet. 'you didn't think I'd let you go out in those old things, did you?' he gestured to your shoes with an amused look on his face.

in mettaton's hands grasped the tallest, most sleek pair of thigh-high boots you'd ever layed eyes on. these ones made sans and pap's platforms look like flats, to say the least. while their main colour was fuchsia, there was a glossy glitter consisting of hot pinks, magentas, and possibly ruby undertones that coated the entirety of them. they gleamed from every angle, catching and instantly throwing light back. he handed them over to you, chuckling a bit to himself.

'god, the first time I wore these, you wouldn't believe how many times I tripped-' he looked at you noticing your slightly concerned air. 'alphys put some type of gravity equalizers in the platforms- they're legitimately untippable,' he was almost boasting about the science behind these shoes, yet you were relieved to know you'd be able to stay at least a bit steady with fifteen added inches to your height. 'you ready to get out there, superstar?'

before you got the chance to ask what you were expected to do once you got 'out there', MTT patted your shoulder, his neck extending to get his head close to your ear. 'its don't go breaking my heart, love.'

delighted, you shot a surprised look at him. he responded in a nod, winking. 'I got a tip that's your go-to karaoke song,'

not only would you have to walk the runway at mettaton's club, in front of many other beings no less, but you'd have to perform a karaoke performance. at least you knew the words off by heart. MTT lifted his hand, indicating for you to step onto a raising platform. as soon as you were secured, it began to move up as the signature first bars of your 'perfect karaoke song' rang out on stage.

he gave you another wink before you reached the stage. 'see you up there, darling!'

your eyes met the crowd as you rose from the floor, smoke billowing from machines hidden in the curtains. you noted sans and pap standing at the front, absolutely gleaming and already grooving to the music. that butterfly feeling tickled your stomach, but overtaken with excitement, you took it as being eager rather than anxiousness.

you sang out the first verse, to which the crowd cheered in reply. MTT appeared from stage left, hopping in on the responding verse. he had completely changed outfits in the less than nine seconds it had been since you'd arose from the change room. he was now decorated in sparkles complimenting your own. he'd also had the chance to slip on purple star-shaped sunglasses, the rims also covered in glitter.

but when I was down-

he threw a matching pair to you, and you promptly placed them on the bridge of your nose.

-I was your clown!

he grinned as you sang the notes together in impeccable harmony. you looked back and forth from him to the crowd, everyone waving their arms in the air, sharing the energy. pap was shrieking, and you were sure you had seen tears streaming from his eye sockets- a fanboy moment in its purest definition. sans, too, was having the time of his life, between watching pap bawl and seeing you thrive with the vibe you were sending out.

along the back wall, you identified alphys and undyne sneak in, both decked out in similar attire to you and MTT. Undyne had a face paint lightning bolt painted across her face, very bowie-esque, and when she caught sight of you on stage, she grabbed alphys by the shoulder, pointing forcefully to you with a gigantic grin. she was yelling something, and based on lip reading, it had to be along the lines of 'way to go, kid!' alphys seemed uneasy, but sent you a thumbs up. undyne fiercely grasped alphys and held her up onto her shoulders, sending alphys into a fluster, causing her cheeks to turn a bright red.

you and MTT faced each other, accompanying with small vocal runs while dancing in sync, despite not having choreographed this beforehand.

so dont breaking my heart!

I wont go breaking your heart!

as you looked around the room, you felt a sense of solace. these past couple days had seemed to fly by, but not once had you felt like you weren't at home.

AND SINCERELY, THE END...

...for now LMAO

To Jayden-

I genuinely hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed laboring over it. I don't think I'd have written something this demanding (while also working on concept art) if it hadn't been for your encouragement. I've needed to work on something like this, and you never once judged me for such an outlandish idea haha. I appreciate your reassurance, but most of all, your support. It means a lot to me lol. None of this was edited btw, so I hope you liked all the probable spelling and grammatical errors.

So thanks, merry christmas and happy new year and all that jazz.

Yours,

Dean

(lmao btw if you're anyone else besides jayden reading this far- wtf. why are you here. but thanks anyways HAHA. preesh.)