Us. {papyton}

Chapter 17

Mettaton's POV.

Time seemed to freeze. Literally. I was stuck, staring at Papyrus's confused face, as he pointed out the only thing I cared about keeping from him. My lips moved to form words, but to no avail. I was, for the first time ever, speechless.

"Mettaton..?" He waved his hand in front of my face, so nonchalantly. Like he was simply mentioning a hair cut instead of my biological gender.

Poor Napstablook just looked between us, bewildered. Of course he knew, but it was shocking to hear it said so openly. I felt bad.

"Mettaton answer me, please....are those boobs fake or are you...?" He glanced down, then back are my shocked face.

I finally shook my head. "No....they're, uh, um, real." My arms moved to cover my chest, simply out of my comfort.

He raised an eyebrow. "Oh? Why didn't you tell-" But Napstablook, sweet sweet Napstablook cut in.

"Papyrus, you're merging into sensitive territory, please stop." Napstablook rushed around the corner and wrapped my shaking form into a hug. Given I hadn't already cried myself out today, I would've cried into his shoulder.

Papyrus made an o shape with his mouth. "I don't have a problem with it...! Really..! I'm just confused as to why you-"

Blooky looked as shaken as I, the poor thing. His eyes were blazing with anger and for a split second I thought I was imagining it, until I noticed Papyrus's face reflecting the horror of my own.

"I-I'm sorry, I-!" Papyrus exclaimed.

But Blooky ignored him. He gently pushed me to where he could see my tear-streaked face better. "Metta, go lay down and rest I'll take care of him-"

"No--I'll do it." I turned to Papyrus who looked genuinely concerned.

"Papyrus. No.....No, I'm not a girl. I-I'm..." I looked at Blooky who smiled encouragingly at me.

"I'm b-biologically female, but I'm still a male. I'm transgender."

Papyrus's face changed from shocked, to confused to understanding. "So you're still my boyfriend?"

I was slightly bitter at that comment. Why what that the first thing he thought of?

"Yes, Papy. I'm still your boyfriend and I still love you. That is, if you still love me."

Papyrus stepped forward and in the blink of an eye had embraced me. So sweet, so tender and even more comforting than any other hugs before. I didn't realize until later that he never replied to me.

He said softly, "So is that the reason why you were afraid of losing Sans? That he wouldn't like you as a boy?"

I nodded. "He knew me before I knew myself, I was scared."

He let out a sigh of utter relief. I made a mental note to question it later, but right now I was happy. So, SO happy. He squeezed my shoulders and let go.

"I'm glad we can move forward past this, now that you know." I looked up into his twinkling eyes.

"Me too! But, Mettaton? If I hadn't accidentally found out, when would you have told me?"

I looked away with a frown. "Um, sometime special definitely. I wanted to plan it, but I just..." I shook head.

"I understand," He lied.

-

Turns out, today was full of news. After a little private time together, me and Papyrus headed out for an unexpected dinner with his family. We showed up on the landing and Sans answered. His eyes widened when he saw us, arms around each other. Plan failed, Sans.

"Hi." He said, sounding strained. "I see you two are together."

"Yep, and very happy!" Papyrus nuzzled my cheek a little and I giggled. "You spiteful little boy~" I whispered.

Sans seemed hesitant to let us in, but he did. "We were just having pork chops, to celebrate."

"Celebrate what?" Papyrus let go of me long enough to hold out chair for me to sit.

Sans placed some silverware on the table. "We're getting the kids back soon. The end of the week."

Papyrus gasped and grinned. "Really?" I just looked between them confusedly.

"The...kids?"

"Oh I forgot, you've never met Asriel, Frisk and Chara! They're the sweet kids I told you about that we adopted." He beamed at me.

I patted his cheek. "That's so great, I can't wait to meet him."

Toriel cleared her throat and sat down. "Speaking of children--Sans?" She looked over at him expectantly.

"Huh, oh, right." He looked at us and took a deep, stalling, breath. "Hem.." he coughed.

"Sans." Toriel chastised him.

"Sorry....well guys. Here's goes....Tori and me are having a baby."