“W-What did he say that was so funny?” Alphys asked.
You glanced at Mettaton who was still pouting. “He asked me my name, we’ve spoken twice before this.”
Undyne laughed a bit, but not much as you just had. “Dude, thats friend making 101, you gotta make sure you at least know their name!”
“It just slipped my mind is all.” He continued to pout and put his hands on his hips.
“I’m sorry, Mettaton, that was insensitive of me.” You replied as you scanned in the some more books. “If you had just asked me normally I probably wouldn’t have responded that way, the pose you made was what got me.”
“H-How did he pose?” Alphys asked, looking over to him.
“Like this.” He said, posing again.
You didn’t look up, in fear of laughing again, but you heard Undyne howling and banging the desk.
“Undyne, shush! You’re in a library!” You scolded her, having to look up from the books you were scanning to glare at her.
“But you just laughed as loudly as her.” Mettaton whined, pointing a gloved finger at you.
“I’m the librarian.” You replied, scanning in the last of the books and placing them all on the cart. You gathered up all the plastic bags and shoved them into the drawer with the others.
“Touche.” Undyne chimed.
“Alphys, are you gonna be taking out anything new today?” You asked her.
“O-Oh! Y-Yes, I am. A-And I’m gonna order some from the computer too.” She said with a nod.
You glanced behind you at the clock on the wall, that read 8:46. “Well, you better get to it, I’m closing shop in about 15 minutes.”
“TIME ME!” Undyne yelled and smiled widely.
Undyne dashed across the room to the section she and Alphys were in before. You couldn’t help but laugh as you watched her run. Since everyone but the four of you had left the library, you decided to let her be loud, no harm done. You handed Alphys her library card back so she could use the computer.
You looked up at Mettaton who was pouting and not looking at you. You sighed. “I apologised didn't I?” You asked. “Are you going to keep pouting?”
The pouting robot shifted his visible eye over to you and paused. “No,” he said, as his face went to a resting position. “but only because pouting makes wrinkles.”
“Righ- Hey wait a minute, you’re a robot, you can’t get wrinkles.” You objected.
“Oh trust me, honey, of course I can.” He said as he sat on the desk.
You spent the next minute or so, sitting there, thinking about if Mettaton could get wrinkles or not.
“Hello? Sweetie?” His gloved hand waved in front of your face to get your attention.
You looked up to him and shook your head. “Nope, robots can’t get wrinkles.”
He sighed “Fine fine, have it your way.” He stood up from the desk to get out of the way for the bulldozer that was Undyne, who was carrying over about 20 books in her thick, muscular arms.
She slammed them down, huffing and sweating “How’d I do?!”
You glanced over to the clock and calculated the time. “51 seconds.”
“Hell yeah!” She cheered.
You laughed to yourself and saw Alphys walking over. You held your hand out to take her library card.
“I-I ordered, u-um, 27 books.” She said, handing over her card. “W-When … should I expect them?” She asked hesitantly.
You scanned her card and began to scan each book. “I would say … Probably late this week, maybe Friday or Saturday, but I’ll give you a call when they come, like I always do.” You said, not looking up from the books you were scanning.