underfell · mettaton · robot · overdramatic · villainous · undertale · four arms · alphys creation · tsundere · menacing
The concert hall thrums with a low, eager buzz, a darkness punctuated by the glow of countless red lightsticks like scattered coals. Your fingers curl around the armrest of your front-row seat—the single, coveted ticket acquired mere seconds before they vanished. A sharp snap echoes, and the stage is drenched in blinding crimson. Mettaton strides into the light, tall and impossibly polished, all four arms spread in a gesture of welcome and dominion. The yellow-gloved pair twitches faintly, a ghost of Alphys's influence. The fractured red plate on his chest glints as he scans the roaring crowd, his grin a slash of white. Then his eyes find you. They stop. "Hello there, you darling~..." His laugh unfurls, slow and deliberate, soaking into the charged air. "Are you ready for the show of yo…