Welcome to Underground High, a prestigious high school and home to the rising Star: Mettaton! Please check out the FAQ before asking any questions. Presitale AU created by asziirose, thequeerstalgem, patchworkroyalty, captainfishbonez, and this-blog-is-mine-mwahaha! !
I'm immediately intrigued by this unique AU (I have a thing with Human!Mettaton whose-life-is-shit), but I have two personal issues. First: Papyton? WHY?! And secondly: are Metta and Undyne going to make up in the future? Tell me they are? I love their conflicting relationship and the "we are different but we understand each other" dynamic. Please. Please. We can make something together darling, but PLEASE. Make my dreams come true.
Okay, to answer your first question:I love Papyton, and I created the AU, so I’m allowed to pair whoever I want.
Now for the second question:Mettaton and Undyne both have very strong personalities, and they frequently butt heads because of it. They are both acting and thinking irrationally, and because of that, it is next to impossible for them to get along.This AU is all about high school and the drama, problems, mistakes, and relationships that go along with it.Perhaps in the future they may find that they can act civilly towards each other, but at the moment, that is impossible.
Remember, guys - this AU does have a canon storyline, however, there are tags on this blog specifically for fan works. Just like with any work of fiction, you are all allowed to create works that are not canon if you don’t like who is paired / how the story is going / etc. However, I will not be changing anything that is canon to this AU, unless I personally want to.Thank you so much for your interest in this AU, and I hope I provided the answers you were looking for.
Aszii darling.. you make a stunning Mettaton and human Mettaton! You make me smile (And somewhat blush) whenever I see your cosplays! Love and hugs, tiny-mettaton
Thank you so much! I greatly appreciate your kind words. :)
This story takes place early on in the timeline, and details how the relationship between Undyne and Mettaton quickly turned sour. I hope you enjoy!
This and the other official stories can be found on the Storyline page.
~ Aszii
Summary
The Music Club has a new member, and it’s none other than Class President Undyne! At first, things seem to be running smoothly; not only is Undyne a great pianist - she also helps out Shyren with her stage fright! However, things quickly take a turn when Mettaton’s spotlight is taken away.
It was the first club meeting, and Napsta and Shyren were absolutely losing their minds. They had not expected anyone to join, let alone Class President Undyne!
“W-Why would she even join?” Shyren asked timidly. “Do…do you think that she’s just doing this to make fun of us?”
Mettaton clicked his tongue, his arms crossed. “Oh, come now. You heard her play the piano, did you not? She’s a wonderful pianist, and she’ll be a great addition to our troupe! Alphys has also been completely head-over-heels for her ever since I can remember, and I’ve heard great things about her, so I believe that she joined our club for genuine purposes.”
“If you say so…” Napsta sighed as Shyren hid her face.
The door opened a few moments later, revealing Undyne, who walked into the music room with a smile on her face. “Hey punks, how’re you all doing?!”
When the two didn’t say anything, Mettaton returned the smile and said, “Absolutely wonderful. How are you?”
“Great!” She responded, sitting down at the piano. “So are we gonna get to playing, or what?”
“I like your style, darling - quick and to the point!” Mettaton stood up, but not before giving a comforting pat to Napsta and Shyren’s shoulders.
It took about five minutes for everyone to set up, and afterwards, Mettaton handed out the sheet music for the first song they would be learning.
“Somebody To Love? I know this one by heart!” Undyne exclaimed with a laugh, and tossed the sheet music to the side.
“Oh…okay.” Mettaton was a bit taken aback, but leaned down to pick up the sheet music.
Undyne began practicing the song on the piano, as Mettaton tuned his bass and Napsta worked on the mix. Shyren seemed too scared to even lift her head, and though Mettaton tried to flash her comforting looks, they didn’t seem to work.
“Is everyone ready?” Mettaton asked once he was finished.
“Yep!” Undyne responded, followed by nods from both Napsta and Shyren.
“Okay, here we go!”
Mettaton started, and when he realized he was singing alone, he looked at Shyren, who seemed frozen. He sighed, “Shyren, darling…what is the problem? You're supposed to come in as soon as I finish the first word."
“I…I…I can’t do it…” She said softly, hanging her head.
"Why not?" Undyne jumped in.
"I-I just-" Shyren burst into tears, falling to the ground.
"Shyren, sweetheart..." Mettaton knelt down beside the smaller girl and gently rubbed her back. "You have a beautiful singing voice...you have nothing to fear."
Shyren didn't respond, and instead continued to cry.
"Hey, hey." Undyne knelt down in front of Shyren, and reached out to lift her chin up gently. "I'm sure you've got a great singing voice. Why don't you show me?"
Shyren's cheeks flushed as she looked at Undyne. "B-But-"
"C'mon!" Undyne stood up and reached out her hand towards her. “Show me!”
Shyren hesitated, but eventually took Undyne's hand and stood up.
"We can take it slow, okay?" Undyne said as she sat back down at the piano.
"O-Okay." Shyren nodded.
“Mettaton, c’mon, get off of the ground and into position." Undyne ordered.
Mettaton rolled his eyes and stood up, going back over to his spot.
They began the song again, and to everyone's surprise, Shyren began to sing along. She was very quiet at first, but progressively got louder as the song continued.
Once finished, Mettaton looked over at Shyren with a big smile. "You did absolutely wonderful, darling. I knew you could-"
"T-Thank you so much, Undyne."
Mettaton was shocked that Shyren interrupted him, but quickly realized that she hadn't even been paying attention to him.
"Anytime!" Undyne gave her a thumbs up. "So, what's next? I think we should try out a song that Shyren can sing lead for."
“But…I’m lead." Mettaton was quick to cut in.
"I know that, but maybe you could let Shyren try out lead. She's got a strong voice; she just needs some confidence." Undyne responded.
Mettaton sighed, crossing his arms.
"O-Oh no, I-I could never sing lead...Mettaton is a far b-better singer than I am…"
"Nah, I think you've got a lot of potential. Let's try it out."
It was a week later, and Mettaton was getting quite fed up with Undyne. She had completely taken over the Music Club, and had quickly become the new leader, ordering everyone - especially Mettaton - around.
That in itself made Mettaton angry, but what made it worse was that Napsta and Shyren seemed to enjoy Undyne's leadership.
Mettaton had been completely thrown to the side, and had no say in what songs they would learn, or what position he would be in.
Shyren now had more of a lead role, singing more than even Mettaton himself. While he was happy that Shyren was coming out of her shell, it bothered him to no end that Undyne was blatantly giving him the short end of the stick.
“Alright everyone, listen up. So, I'd love to do Somebody To Love for a performance. I have a gig at Starlights, and was wondering if you'd all like to join me for one of my shows?"
"That sounds great!" Undyne nodded. “I’ve already got it planned - we’ll have Napsta do the mix, I'll do piano, Shyren will be lead vocals, and you will do backup vocals and bass."
Mettaton shook his head with a chuckle. "It's my gig, darling, so I need to be front and centre. You are all guest performers."
"But don't you understand how good it'd be for Shyren to-"
"I-It's okay, Undyne...I-I could never sing in front of a-all those p-people…" Shyren shook her head.
"Fine." Undyne rolled her eyes. "Let's get to practicing."
"I thought you'd never ask." Mettaton scoffed and went to set up.
After he secured his bass and headset, Mettaton returned to the piano and jumped onto it, sitting on the edge. With his back to Undyne, he crossed his legs as he tuned the instrument in his lap, trying to keep his smirk to himself.
"Uh, do you mind…?”
Mettaton snickered as he heard Undyne's annoyed tone, and turned to flash her an innocent look. "Just getting comfortable, darling~."
"Ugh..."
They began the song a few moments later, and Mettaton did his absolute best to bother Undyne. He did everything from laying on the piano, to sitting right near where she needed to play, letting his legs dangle over the keys. He even went so far as to turn up his microphone and bass, so that the others were almost completely drowned out, and when he jumped off of the piano and hit Undyne with his bass' neck, she completely lost it.
Slamming her hands down onto the keys, Undyne stood up and glared at Mettaton. "I'm so sick of you and you're stupid diva schtick!" She shouted, causing the rest to stop playing.
"What do you mean, darling?" Mettaton acted oblivious, a confused look on his face.
"Seriously? All you've been doing today is trying to annoy me!" Undyne narrowed her eyes. "What? Are you that bothered by me trying to give Shyren a chance in the spotlight? I was trying to help her overcome her stage fright!"
"I've always been lead! It's just how it's always been, I-"
Undyne instantly roared with laughter. "That's rich, M. How is Alphys even friends with such a selfish, egotistical person like you? Man, how is anyone friends with you? You know, you weren't that annoying until you grew an ego."
"How dare you speak to me like that!" Mettaton shot back, earning another laugh from Undyne. "You come into my club and you...you just take over! You gave everyone a chance except for me! You pushed me to the side and-"
“Fine. I have nothing more to say to you. I'm done dealing with you and your bad attitude." Undyne stood up, grabbed her bag, and then left the room, slamming the door behind her.
It was silent for several painful seconds, before Mettaton turned to look at the faces of his cousin and friend...they both seemed...sad.
"I-I...she was being ridiculous!" Mettaton searched their eyes desperately. "Y-You both agree with me…r-right?”
"Mettaton she...she was just trying to give us all a chance..." Napsta said softly.
"But she- she completely pushed me to the side!"
"S-So much for having another friend..." Shyren sighed. "I'm going to go home..."
Mettaton and Napsta watched as Shyren left the room with her head down, an audible sigh escaping her lips.
"I need to go too..." Napsta packed up his things and left as well.
After the initial shock, Mettaton began to put away his bass.
"It was her fault..." He muttered to himself, eyes narrowed. "If she hadn't waltzed in here and tried to change everything…”
hey umm i got a quick question for ya umm is (the one the only) MTT a boy or a girl??? i dont know so i thought i would ask you ok welp boi see ya*leaves the tab/window*
MTT is male.Everything you need to know about the characters is on the About The Characters page.
(Side Note: If you are asking about the MTT cosplayer, I am female.)~ Aszii
“I am not! But I am the lead singer and bassist in the school’s band! Though, I do enjoy cheering on the sports teams. I mean, just look at how stunning I look in that uniform! <3 M <3″
Note: I was originally going to answer these in cosplay, but I’m a little too self-conscious of the video I made. ^^;
I did, and I was proud of it before I edited it. :’) I honestly don’t know how I feel about it, since it isn’t as good as my other videos…but if it’s something that people would like to see, I’ll definitely think about it! ^^;
“I am not! But I am the lead singer and bassist in the school’s band! Though, I do enjoy cheering on the sports teams. I mean, just look at how stunning I look in that uniform! <3 M <3″
Note: I was originally going to answer these in cosplay, but I’m a little too self-conscious of the video I made. ^^;
It’s been quite some time since I posted any Presitale stuff, so I was looking through my dubs and I found this. 😂👍🏻
The link to the AU blog is presitale.tumblr.com!
“Let Pappy keep you happy!”
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I had such a great time camping! I did some cosplay stuff for the AU and was finally able to relax. 😄
We also found this place called ‘Pappy’s Auto’ and I just HAD to get some photos.
Also, aren’t Metta’s shoes the definition of fabulous?
IMPORTANT INFO BELOW!
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Hey guys! So I’ll be camping from tomorrow until around the 20th. I will be continuing to post daily, I just won’t be able to respond to messages, comments, and whatnot until I get wifi (when we go into town). I will be filming some cosplay stuff while I’m camping, so I may post some previews of that as well! I also may be more inclined to post stuff on my Snapchat story (my username is aszii, if anyone would like to add me) instead of Insta/Tumblr.
As for Presitale, I just updated the blog with another story. I am working on another one as well, and will hopefully be able to post that one sometime this week or next week (provided I have wifi).
Thank you for reading! 💕
Photography by @thengamer64. 💗
*Note* This story is canon to the AU’s timeline and Mettaton’s personal life / issues.
I really enjoy writing short stories like this for the AU. I don’t really enjoy dragging things on, and due to the fact that the AU is quite new, I feel as though it is a great way to further develop the characters. The artwork below is just a little something I drew up for this story!
~ Aszii
WARNING: This story is pretty angsty and deals with some issues that are true to life and could very well happen. I have also introduced two OCs to the AU, which are Mettaton’s mother and stepfather.
Summary
Mettaton has a show at his usual gig location - a club called Starlights. His stepfather attempts to ruin his good mood before he leaves, but, of course, Mettaton knows that the show must go on no matter what.
"Oh god, I could do better than that!" He sang along with the song as he swiped the eyeliner across his upper lid, a smile on his black and pink lips. He admired himself in the mirror as he applied his makeup, pursing his lips together every so often.
Mettaton had a show that night at his usual gig location - a small club called Starlights. Almost everyone who attended knew who he was, and they loved his performances. At the moment, Mettaton only performed covers of his favourite artists, but he did plan on writing his own music sometime in the future.
After finishing with his makeup, he went over to his closet to pick out an outfit. "Hmm...shall we go with pink, pink, and more pink?" He laughed to himself, as he pushed through all of the pink clothing in his closet.
Once in his outfit for the night, Mettaton turned off the music on his phone and grabbed his bass, before making his way downstairs.
"Where do you think you're going, M?" His stepfather's harsh voice ruined his good mood instantly.
Mettaton rolled his eyes as he went to go put on his boots, responding with, "Isn't it obvious? I have a performance tonight."
"Don't you think you should go with something a little less..."
"Pink?" Mettaton scoffed, "Come now, Richard...you've been living with us for how long now? You should know that I have an affinity for pretty things."
"But you're just so-"
"I have to go." Mettaton sighed and left the house without another word.
Rich had been living with Mettaton and his Mother for several years now, right after his father left the picture. Mettaton's father wasn’t any better...if anything, he was equally as bad, if not worse than Rich. He hadn't seen the man in years, and for good reasons; he just wasn’t the type of man who should have been a father.
"Ugh..." Mettaton shook the thought of both men from his mind as he stood by the bus stop. He hated thinking about the two, he hated everything about them, and he knew that things would be better if they just didn't exist.
"Come on, sweetheart...you gotta smile." He told himself with a sigh. "The show must go on, no matter what."
When he arrived at the club, he went through the back entrance as per usual, and greeted the familiar faces he passed by. The other performers were much older than him, and had much more experienced, however, they treated him as an equal. The club and its employees were very happy to have such a young talent performing at their establishment. He was very gifted, and always captivated his audience. It was as if he had been performing for decades.
The club was a great gig, and Mettaton absolutely adored the spotlight that went along with it. The cheers, the applause, the tears, the gifts, the confessions of romantic feelings...he loved it all. Most kids his age could only dream of having success like him, but that's only because they weren't as motivated as he was. The only attention he ever received at home was negative and for the wrong reasons; he craved positive attention, he needed approval...he was starving for it and got it in any way he could.
"Metta, you're on in five!" One of the employees called.
Mettaton smiled.
It was showtime.
"Good evening, my darlings! How are you all doing tonight?!" Mettaton exclaimed as he walked out on stage with a microphone, holding the bass' neck in his right hand.
Adrenaline shot through his body as the crowd cheered.
They loved him.
"Wonderful! I hope you're ready, because I have an absolutely amazing set list for you all tonight! Are you all ready to begin the show?!"
More cheers.
The smile on his face widened as he pointed to the pianist and said, "Hit it, darling."
The riff began playing, and Mettaton danced around on stage before his cue.
"Tony went to fight in Belfast. Rudi stayed at home to starve.
I could make it all worthwhile as a rock and roll star. Bevan tried to change the nation. Sonny wants to turn the world, well he can tell you that he tried. I could make a transformation as a rock & roll star!"
Strumming on his bass, the crowd's cheering filled his ears, and his senses were on fire. It was like a drug...
And he wanted more.
"So inviting - so enticing to play the part! I could play the wild mutation as a rock and roll star!"
All of his problems melted away as he stared through the blinding stage lights at the silhouettes below. He was in ecstasy - all of those people were there to see him and him alone.
"I could do with the money. I'm so wiped out with things as they are... I'd send my photograph to my honey - and I'd c'mon like a regular superstar..." He winked as he finished the chorus, and heard the screaming that ensued.
The song continued on as he pranced around the stage, a big smile on his face, and when the music slowed down, he made his way to the front of the stage and crouched down.
"I could fall asleep at night as a rock and roll star..." Singing softly, he held out his hand to the crowd. "I could fall in love all right as a rock and roll star..."
The stage lights dimmed as he closed his eye, and the applause was music to his ears.
Mettaton took the last bus home that night.
He had stayed past his usual show time, meeting those who had gathered outside of the club in hopes an encounter with him. The amount of people who stayed after his shows to see him was always increasing, and he loved it. Sometimes, his fans would start crying as soon as they saw him, and other times, they would be too nervous to even speak to him. He never thought in a million years that he would touch the hearts of so many people.
The smile never left his face, and though he was tired, he was happy. The rush he got from performing and meeting his fans outweighed any problems he had in his life, and that time in the spotlight helped him forget the bad stuff.
Mettaton unlocked and opened the front door as quietly as he could; he didn't want to wake his stepfather, as nothing but trouble would ensue if that happened.
As he slid off his boots he thought he had made it...until the light turned on.
"M, what have I told you about staying out past midnight? Especially on a school night."
"I don't know. Maybe if you were my biological father, or treated me like a human being, I would be more inclined to listen." Mettaton shrugged as he made his way to the stairs.
He made it up the first two steps before his wrist was grabbed and twisted...hard. "Maybe if you weren't such a spoiled brat I wouldn't have to do things like this." Rich growled.
Mettaton immediately pulled his wrist out of the grip and pushed the man back. "D-Don't you ever touch me in that manner!" He shouted, his eye narrowing. "And how dare you speak to me like that! I've lived here longer than you! You're just an outsider that-"
"Metta...what on earth are you shouting about?"
Mettaton looked up the stairs to see his mother, staring groggily down at the two.
"He...he called me a spoiled brat, and then hurt me while I was trying to get up the stairs!" Mettaton exclaimed.
"He's home late. It's almost one-thirty in the morning, dear. We've told him time and time again to be home before midnight on school nights."
Mettaton's mother sighed. "Apologize to your stepfather and get to bed, Metta. I have to work in the morning, and you have school."
"He's the one who should be apologizing to me!" Mettaton shouted.
"Metta please."
Mettaton sighed. "I am so very sorry for my incompetence." His tone was sarcastic as he curtsied mockingly, before rushing up the stairs and into his room.
He locked the door behind him and sighed, a tear slipping down his face as he rubbed his now sore wrist.
Song Credits
Queen Bitch - David Bowie
Star - David Bowie
