“Y-You’re re-really annoying, you kn-know?!” Alphys pointed out, slumping onto a chair, covering her ears. “HOW MANY HOURS DOES DR ALPHYS TAKE OUT OF HER DAY TO CRAFT A SINGLE SWORD?” Mettaton continues on. “.O-Oh god… pl-please don’t!” Alphys pleaded, walking over to Mettaton. ALPHYS!” Mettaton mocked, moving to the centre of the room dramatically. “I OUGHT TO MAKE A QUIZ ABOUT THAT! NAME ALL OF THE ANIMES WHERE SWORDS IN IT HAVE BEEN REPLICATED BY DR. “.Y-Yep.” Alphys confirmed, sweating a little. “AHA! LET ME GUESS, YOU TRIED TO MAKE ANOTHER ONE OF THOSE LUDICROUSLY FABULOUS ANIME SWORDS!” Mettaton exclaimed, putting a hand underneath the various colour tiles on his front. “.Dang it… y-y-you’re ri-right.” Alphys admitted, looking away. “.PLEASE, DEAR, EVEN WE MUST KNOW THAT IS BALONEY!” Mettaton concluded. it… it… it is a t-time tr-travelling device!” Alphys made up, moving her hands about for theatrics. “.OOH, A FRAGILE INVENTION?” Mettaton gazed at the shards with his non-existent eyes. “.E-EY, n-no touching.” Alphys got in the way of the glass shards, “I-It’s very fr-fragile.” “AH! OF COURSE, MY SINCEREST APOLOGY!” Mettaton apologised, “SO WHAT DOES THIS THINGAMAJIG DO?” he then asked, poking it. i-it WAS y-ye-yesterday,” Alphys clarified, looking shyly away then looking back. “GOOD HEAVENS, IT FEELS LIKE ONLY YESTERDAY WHEN YOU LAST INVENTED SOMETHING!” Mettaton admitted. “.M-My newest i-i-invention!” Alphys blurted. “WELL?” Mettaton jeered, putting their metal hands on their box-like body. Alphys glared at them, “Oh,” she simply let out, “.T-That is m-my… uh.” she then stammered, putting her hands together. “BUT DARLING, DARLING! WHAT IS THAT I SPY OVER BY THERE?” Mettaton dramatized, pointing at the broken shards that Alphys was about to put away. y-you d-di-didn’t,” Alphys would unamusingly lie, looking at Mettaton with a mean expression. ALPHYS! DID I HAPPEN TO PICK UP THE SOUND OF A GLASS OBJECT BREAKING?” Mettaton asked, moving over to Alphys. Right then, a metal cubic robot, Mettaton, burst through the walls of the Lab, as confetti emerged all around them, “GREETINGS, DR. “.E-Eh g-god,” Alphys painfully realised, clearing away from where the banging would be audible.

“A-At least Undyne l-liked that other sword I helped ma-make for her.” she reminded herself, sweeping up the sword shards with a broomstick.Īs Alphys would finish tidying her floors, clanging would be heard. It shattered on the floor, having been made out of a not-so-sturdy glass material, “Awwh,” Alphys sighed, looking down at it. She picked it up by the handle, pouting under the weight, “I.I am.” Alphys could barely get her words out before she was forced to drop it due to the sheer weight, yelping, “ARGH!” In front of Alphys was a rather long black and sleek blade, akin to a certain Anime protagonist’s that she had grown fond of, like with generally most Animes. I’ve done it,” Alphys mutters to herself, “I’VE D-DONE IT!” she then exclaimed, fist bumping the air. She, the royal scientist, had finished doing the usual tasks for King ASGORE, and was used to the sweltering heat of the lava below her structure. It was a hot and arid day in Hotlands, likewise for Alphys’s lab.

Wow oh the instanity