(Mettaton's POV)

*Sigh* Another boring show. Being 'famous' like this; it does get a little annoying... Having screaming fans around every corner, leaving myself at risk every time I leave even the set.

But thanks to some help, I get around...

"Mettaton, your ride is ready." A trusted guard stood just ahead of me from the lavish hotel I was staying at. Yes, it is mine: The MTT Hotel... Again with my name plastered on another building...

I sneak out of the building as quickly as I could, hoping nobody had seen my brightly colored rain coat.

The wind blew hard, sending rain to pour harshly around me. The rain hit me like bullets, but I didn't feel much, thanks to the pink coat covering me.

I swiftly clamber into the dark van, shaking my coat off before I completely stepped in. Another guard offered to take it for me.

"I can take care of myself, thanks~" I reply a little harsh then I would like to have sounded.

He pulled back a little startled, but quickly understood of my need for Independence. He gave a quick nod and let me be.

I sigh and lean back into the comfy seat of the van, placing a hand on my forehead.

Before I knew it we arrived. I threw my rain coat around me lazily once more and made a break for it. I usually used the back door of all the buildings I usually arrived at; which was an idea from the gods~

I stumble into the building, the harsh wind and rain coming after me. I leave the door open for the rest of the guards.

I round the corner so I could put up my coat on the hook. Just before I could even sit to take a breath a reporter shoves a recorder into my face.

"Mettaton! Your reactions on the show for tonight?"

I didn't want to seem rude so I try my hardest to look happy.

"I am quite happy to be here, darling! I can't wait to have the crowd marvel at what I have in store!"

The reporter takes a few notes before asking another question. "Any 'insider' info on what you have for us tonight, Mettaton?"

I smirk. "I guess you may have to just wait and find out..."

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