Going Corporeal|Mettaton x Robot!Reader

"Ugh..this is hard."

"Hah, that's what she said-"

"Mad Dummy you are NOT helping!!" You glared at Mettaton's cousin, but not for long as you began to stumble before tripping over air for the umpteenth time.

It's only been a few hours since Alphys activated your new body. After weeks of Mettaton asking-no, begging you to go corporeal, you finally obliged. Alphys, Napstablook, Mad Dummy, and Mettaton were all helping you with these new adjustments, but even so you still felt clumsy and embarrassed and you feared that you'll break some part of you today.

"Don't worry darling," the flamboyant robot reassured, helping you up. "I was just like this for a few days after I went corporeal. It's nothing to be ashamed about."

"I know," you muttered, holding onto his shoulder plate. "I feel like an utter klutz...this is very embarrassing."

"I-I am sorry [y/n]," Alphys said while scribbling down some notes (and doddles of Undyne and hearts), "but I promise in a week it'll all be w-worth it-"

"A week? Ugh that means I can't show my face to anyone for a week." Throwing your hands up in defeat, you sat down in one of the chairs, running your fingers through your new [h/c] hair.

"You know..hair was kinda weird. Is it just there to distinguish you from everybody else?"

You only got weird looks and silence in response.

"Ummm..." Mettaton began, wondering how he could possibly explain just how necessary and *cough*fabulous*cough* hair was to you.

"But I mean..Sans and Papyrus don't have hair..."

"Then they're called 'bald' bucko," Mad Dummy grunted, rolling his eyes.

"Ohhhhh okay thanks."

The robot in heels chuckled. He thought it was cute seeing you act like this as you were adjusting to your new body

"Don't laugh at me, MT. I'm just curious!" You huffed, folding your arms and looking the other way. Needless to say, you were still a bit upset. Mad Dummy kept making jokes, Blooky was ignoring you, and now Mettaton was poking fun at you? Maybe you should just lie down with Blooky and drown in music as you did with your pre-corporeal self-

"Oh I'm sorry darling," Mettaton apologized. "I promise not to laugh anymore and be fully supportive in your...your..."

"My what..?" You raised an eyebrow, looking up at him.

"You're beautiful transformation!!" The robot cried, hugging you tightly before picking you up. "H-Hey! What are you-?!"

"I'm sorry [y/n], I was laughing because I couldn't resist seeing how cute you are!!"

"C-C-Cute??" You squeaked, feeling your face growing hot. 'Oh no..am I overheating? I sure hope not. Are there cooling systems inside me? Mettaton better not crush any of my internal workings...'

"Yes. I wouldn't laugh at you for not being able to take a few steps. It'll take time darling, but I'll guide you the whole way."

"Umm..thanks, Mettaton," you smiled, feeling relieved.

"But perhaps..if you still feel embarrassed about walking," he smirked, shifting his arms to carry you bridal-style. "Well..we can put that off for now.." Your eyes went wide, and you felt the warm feeling return as you looked to Alphys for guidance.

She only shrugged in return. Mad Dummy leaned over to her, raising his eyebrows. "Are ya takin' notes on [y/n] progress or writing love letters to fish-face in Waterfall-"

*WHACK*

Smacked by the clipboard, the dummy's head flew off and a string of curses flew from his mouth. "DON'T EVER DO THAT AGAIN OR I'LL...I'LL....!!"

"You'll what?" Alphys asked, trying to hold back a snicker.

"Easy there, Mad Dummy," you said, "put me down Mettaton."

"Are you sure, darlin-"

"Just. Do. It."

"Okay, okay," he put you back on your feet. Sighing, you walked over to pick up Mad Dummy's head before going to place it back onto his body.

"Y-Y-You did it [y/n]!" Blooky gasped, their eyes wide. You suddenly realized: you didn't trip or stumble at all.

"Yes!" You grinned, pumping your fist into the air. "I did it!"

"Good job, kiddo," Mad Dummy chuckled.

"That's amazing [y/n]! B-But how did you do it?" Alphys asked, flipping through her notes. "F-For Mettaton it took him a few days just to walk in a straight line!"

"M-Maybe because sh-she had her mind on getting M-Mad Dummy's head back on," Blooky replied, "She w-worried more about him and that's w-what probably got her mind o-off of her f-fear of tripping.....I've s-said too much didn't I? I-I just wanted to throw in m-my two cents....."

"No Blooky you are absolutely right," Mettaton nodded, before turning to you and giving you a big hug. "But I'm so proud of you, [y/n]!!"

"Thanks, but don't start crying, Mettaton," you warned, hugging him back.

"I won't," he sniffled, wiping away a tear, "can't let my makeup get ruined."

"Riiiiiight." You let go of him. "Maybe going corporeal won't be so bad. But who thinks Blooky should be the next one?"

Everyone turned to the ghost wearing headphones, smiling as they started to sweat nervously.

"Ohhhhhhhhh......"