Random Reference Squad ft. Undertale Cast! The Sequel.

Cuarenta y Dos: Morning Mood...

July 19th, 6:02 AM

May woke up to a cramp. She knew what this meant and tried to go back to sleep, but she couldn't get comfortable. Oh well, guess she could bathe-oh wait, no she couldn't. She had to shower. Ugh! She hated showers! How did the others shave standing up without cutting themselves? And how exactly were showers relaxing? She would much rather be submerged in bubbly hot water than have hot rain pouring down on her inside a coffin-sized cell! But she had to keep herself clean somehow.

6:07 AM

May cleaned herself quickly. She wanted to leave this mockery as soon as possible, even if that meant not using cream to shave and continuously cutting herself with the razor. She threw on a pink sports bra and black yoga pants and walked downstairs, answered the door, let Mettaton inside and began hitchhiking on his back, resting her head on his and wrapping her legs around his pecs. He let her ride on his back into the kitchen and set her down in a chair where she promptly face-planted into the table. Mettaton sat down next to her and gave her a hug. "I know, I never wanna do anything in the mornings either," Papyrus passed out breakfast cautiously and was a little confused as to why Mettaton hadn't vanished from the room yet. "Error: GuardMode.mtt is not responding. To continue: please insert plugin: c0ff33," May muttered, her face buried into Mettaton's shoulder. "I'll let you have coffee on one condition, you have to eat actual breakfast with it," May got up to make herself a peppermint mocha, not leaving Mettaton, still touching Mettaton, dragging him to the coffee station with her. The two then returned to the table where May stared at Papyrus as if trying to melt him. Once he left the room she began snuggling with Mettaton, not even touching her food. Had she not been in pain, she probably would've fallen asleep right then and there. She began muttering to herself, seemingly unaware she was saying it out loud. Mettaton wasn't sure exactly what she was saying, but he did hear 'd**khead', knowing that was directed towards Papyrus. He knew she hated him, but she had absolutely no reason to. He propped her up in the chair next to him and asked: "Why do you hate Papyrus so much?" May thought nothing of the question and simply replied "Because he's a d**k," before taking a sip of her peppermint mocha. "Why do you think he's a d**k?" Mettaton continued. "First off, he's low enough to date my sister, who merely just wanted him because he can make food," Mettaton knew that was false but didn't interrupt. "Second, he's a thief, always trying to steal you from me when I'm just trying to snuggle with you which by the way can't be done in peace anymore, third, he almost ran me over! Did he tell you that? Oh, wait! I did! Fourth, I hear him talking about going to bars with you, which I can only assume means he plans on getting you drunk, which I really don't want to deal with, and don't even try twisting my words around with some snarky comeback because I'm going for a drive," May continued as she got herself ready to go out in public. Shirt: check, boots: check, makeup: check, keys: check, bag: check. She walked out the front door and drove away.