Set the Stage (Mettaton x Reader) [Completed]

~ Inspiration ~

Your POV

I tapped my fingers on my desk, biting my eraser in deep thought. I began to sketch something, but instantly shook my head, ripped the page out of my sketchbook, and tossed it in the almost full netted trash can sitting next to me.

I groaned and banged my fist on the surface until it started to hurt. Sighing and taking a deep breath, I opened up the laptop that was on the other side of me and opened up Mozilla Firefox in an attempt to find some inspiration.

I haven't made a sale in days-- actually, now that I think about it, weeks.

I slumped in my chair, beyond stumped, and began to scroll through my home page, until a certain ad caught my eye...

It had a picture of the famous robot Mettaton, my childhood idol-- although I really haven't seen him before. I caught a glimpse of him and many other monsters on the news in a recording of the entire species escaping Mt. Ebbot, but that was pretty much it.

The text under the picture read:

Join the fabulous Mettaton in his talk show MTT Live at 8:30 tomorrow night! Click here to buy tickets.

I squealed. Not only because I had a chance to meet Mettaton, but because I knew who I was going to draw now! Maybe I would be lucky enough to give it to him?

Hah, in my dreams. There will definitely be too many fans there for me to even get close to him. I shook that thought off quickly as I took a deep breath and began a rough sketch.

~¤🎨 A long while later 🎨¤~

I really have no idea why it took me two flipping hours to finish the line art. THIS ART WASN'T EVEN THAT GOOD! Well, it wasn't my best, at least. It was better than a lot of people's drawings.

I picked through my Copic markers and took out a pink one, and began to color. Since I am ambidextrous, and, well, magic, I let my left hand color while my right clicked on the ad. The ad directed me to a website where I bought two tickets. One for me and one for my bestie, (Y/B/F [Your best friend])!

I remember that she had gone to one of Mettaton's concerts, and she ended up bringing me a poster of Mettaton EX-- which found a spot on my wall above my bed! It's still there, and in mint condition. I laminated it. Twice.

I mean, I'm not obsessed or anything...

While I finished coloring with the pink I took out a black marker and replaced it with the marker I was previously using, trying to get these weird thoughts out of my head.

I proceeded to purchase two plane tickets for the both of us. She was gonna be so excited!

I grinned and closed that window, printing out all of the tickets I bought. I set my marker down excitedly and skipped to my printer down the stairs.

After I had retrieved the paper I slid it next to my sketchbook and the almost finished drawing.

The coloring was soon done and I also got the chance to add shading and shine.

Then I realized the time.

I looked at the clock, and I felt sick because I was almost late for the plane.

I gasped, bolting around the room while taking out a (F/C) suitcase and throwing in a pair of pajamas, three random outfits, my toothbrush, and two extra sketchbooks I might need eventually because WHY NOT.

Oh, and I threw in a pack of pencils, a mix of 30 glitter and metallic gel pens, and a couple erasers.

The rest of my art supplies I threw in a backpack, along with a book, a feather pillow, a book of mandalas, my phone, and my iPad. Oh! I almost forgot about my tickets. I grabbed those, too.

I thought that was enough.

I called (Y/B/F) on the home phone to tell her I was coming, and sprinted as fast as I could out of the door. I jumped into my cheap car and drove to her house, reluctantly maintaining the speed limit.

I burst through the door and saw her ready. "Let's go!" I shouted at her, and she nodded, climbing into the passenger's seat.

To the airport!