SPIDER QUEEN

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mettatoniic:

  METTATON ONLY WAVES off her thanks, shaking his head in attempts to convince her that what he was doing was no trouble whatsoever. It was a pleasure & he meant it! “Think none of it, it’s the LEAST I could do for them, DARLING! I’m still a little bummed out to hear they couldn’t make it. At least YOU turned up, right? ♥ ” In the end, seeing fans was the highlight of his day. Even if sometimes it got a little rough putting up with the crowds of fans & autographs.

   The STAR pauses briefly with the autographs at the mentioning of the small few that are present. “Oh, really!? I take it they’re around right now as we speak? There’s no need to be SHY! You should DEFINITELY call them over! The more the merrier!”

SHE couldn’t help but blush a dark purple hue grow on lavender cheeks, a smile from ear to ear showed sharp snaggletooth fangs, sure it may all be a demonstration- a ploy to steal monster’s hearts by showing his sweet side. BUT who said the Spider queen couldn’t fall for such shtick. 

❝ AH yes, my darlings partake to hiding in the cracks and   crevices of-- well anywhere warm, perhaps slightly damp    it depends. ❞ 

The QUEEN did not need to do anything in particular to summon her beloved citizens, a snap of her fingers did just the trick, a waterfall of spiders left the nearby cracks and open crevices of the building. The sound of a thousand and one tiny spider voices rang through the building, speaking over eachother, a debate of who got to see Mettaton first. 

❝ My apologise, they are very excited to meet you Mettaton.❞

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coquettishcrown:

   a sigh escapes him, heavy and exasperated, setting what he holds in his hands down and leaning against the counter. arms cross over his chest to stare the older down, though she seems to show no intention of budging whatsoever… well, it isn’t as if he can’t understand and appreciate such a personality, but still –

            ❛ okay. ❜  he speaks at last, tone free of the bite from before; for some reason, he finds it in him to acquiesce.  ❛ you have me there. i won’t argue with that. humans are disgusting and greedy by default and i’m no different by a long shot, but you coincide with them regardless. won’t you let me help you with the hard part so you don’t feel as if you’re doing much at all for them ? might as well let a human do something for what another human wants. ❜

If they could, all six eyes would be rolling into the back of her head, the stubborn attitude of HUMANS was simply exhausting though arguably she was just as stubborn as any human. Of course he would not be paid for such a ` VALIANT ` task, Muffet did not require the help nor did she ask for it, therefore it was simple charity. That she could smile at. 

❝ WELL we (myself and many other monsters) , have yet transported all the spiders from the underground to the surface, those heated limousines don’t come cheap, and extra business never hurt. I’ll accept your kind offer-- sir.  ❞

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smallestrella:

    AUDINO ONLY PURRS in confusion as a response, not in a sense of fear, but rather trying to figure out if he have seen this particular pokemon before. But the trainer reassures the healing pokemon with a stroke to his head, a smile for the spider before her. 

“ He’s a Pokemon ! An Audino, but more specifically, a friend of mine.         Don’t get it wrong ! Pokemon themselves are willing to be put into the pokeballs, but they do have the say to say they don’t want to be in it, and travel with their trainer on foot. I hope you didn’t think it was a bad thing, miss ! “

❝ MY a Pok-é-mon? Such a STRANGE monster-- creature?     it doesn't matter; it is AWFUL CUTE however.  ❞

OH how the Pokémon appealed to her love for all things adorable in pastel shades, AUDINO? such a strange name but frankly Muffet had heard stranger; obviously something to do with sound, but what though? 

      “  May I ask WHAT does your darling Pokemon             do ? He is incredibly adorable-- how I would           simply die if I had one.”

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[aketan]

Ahuhuhu~ Adorable small spider lady!

I have some more Undertale fanarts :9

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glassmemoir:

“Ya did?”

{/That had to be one of the best things she could have heard all day from the spider queen. While it was apparent she was talking to one of her tiny friends about something, Nicole decided to pay it no mind. She’d be home free soon.}

“Yeah! Youse seen ‘em around here?”

❝ GONE, passed but I’m not certain where they probably went      where all the humans go, to Lord Asgore. The child is strong      but Asgore is stronger. ❞

Fingers reach to purple lips, a slight tap that made smirk grow; the KING of MONSTERS would gather that last soul, then they would be free to do as they please, the child had SPARED the spider queen BUT her life was not worth the thousands locked underground. Including her darling pets, who deserved their freedom as much as any other monsters.

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aeveiller:

        ‘ a - as they say, patience is your best         virtue, muffet… ’

Frisk mumbles the phrase, but shortly thereafter coughs to cover it up… which leads to a brief, but painful coughing fit. Alphys would be here in a heartbeat, if she could. More likely than not, she’s fretting over their location right now && asking Mettaton to pause the show to find them. Or she’s still asleep. Let’s hope it’s the latter.

        ‘ b - but! you know, raising the prices is         fine and all… but how about 50G? it’s         more than 12G and less than 9999G,         and everyone can afford it! ’

❝ AND you can’t move mountains without a little bit of money. ❞ 

A non-existent phrase left lips, fabricated by hers truly, a little laugh left lips until the small child went into a coughing fit. A very RARE look of concern etched onto lavender features, two hands extended to the child’s back, giving a slight pat.

        “ dearie? are you okay? ”

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<3

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glassmemoir:

“Now hold on…Sugarcube. I-I ain’ say t-there was nuffin’ wrong wi’ yer lil’ fri-friends. I jus’ said I was lookin’ fer someone.”

{/Nicole could practically feel her skin crawling. But the last thing she wanted to do was agitate the queen of spiders and her little army. If Nicole didn’t die of shock of being touched by more than one at a time, surely the fear would consume her. Or perhaps, the spiders actually would. And she’d like for none of those to happen.}

“–A-a  lil’ kid. Frisk, their name. Ya s-seen ‘em?”

The QUEEN places one of many fingers against pouted lips, a faint whisper of one thousand and one voices filled the empty space between the two. Muffet gives a thin smile to the human, a recollection of memory suddenly strikes her.

❝ OH ! I believe I do dearie, small child ? A purple and pink sweater?  ❞

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chosemercy:

         Perhaps the familiar growl from the spider caused the young          child to act timid. Memories of their first encounter in battle rush          through their head, quickly snapping back into reality where peace          was brought between the two. Maybe not so much from the muffin          like creature.

         A small gulp, still a sincere smile produced for Muffet.

         ❝ Do you think he’ll let me ? He looks a lil hungry …             But okay, I can give it a shot ! ❞

        Their hand extends to one of the monster’s many, grabbing it         with gentle grasp.

Slender fingers grasped the child’s hand, their small hands with tiny fingers simply adorable; the spider queen placed their tiny delicate hand against the cupcake shaped spider’s skin, similar looking to icing but simply a ruse.

The monster let out a low GROWL , one of slight weariness to the child that once spelled disaster for the spiders of the underground and all monsters, but time had passed since the incident. The creature let out a soft purr like noises slightly garbled. 

 ❝ SEE? my darling pet prefers stroking rather than maiming,       they are as sweet as the sugary item they resemble. ❞

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coquettishcrown:

❛ I did. I hope you know it’s not that hard to tell it’s overpriced either. Make them however you want, I just want you to know… From a patissier’s perspective, you need to accommodate to different tastes to sell well. You know, consistently. ❜

He couldn’t deny that he wouldn’t be able to understand the tastes of spiders, but he knew a few things about sweets… Her laughter wasn’t going to deter him any, instead giving a near determined glare in response over his shoulder.

❝ MY pasteries are normally NOT made for humans, they are made for     the MONSTERS of the underground, tastes are surely DIFFERENT, while    humans had all this... oh you know, freedom, fresh air, sunlight. Surely     monsters who lived their whole lives underground have different tastes. ❞

She still cares LITTLE for humans, peculiar beings who DEMANDED the monsters for THEM (of all people) to be understood; how now the monsters were free they must CATER to their tastes, she would bite lip of any complaints though. Otherwise they might be SHOVED underground again. 

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bellexrongeur:

💕 “Oh, uh—!”

She quickly takes a glance under her designer boots. No spider guts there! Phew, she dodged a rather hefty bullet in that case.

She motions over to the tea table and takes a seat.  Despite the soft nervousness she felt in the pit of her stomach from being surrounded by spiders, she had to admit that the decor was rather nice.

             “Thanks for the hospitality…. By the way; I’m not a monster. I’m an alien.”

  ❝ MY an alien in my parlour? how quaint! surely        the difference between an extraterrestrial being       AND monsters are very... few? ❞

Neither are accepted FEARED by human kind, considered not normal disgusting creatures that were far beyond their understanding and grasp; DIFFERENT, humans did not like-- even HATED that fact. 

The Spider Queen stands above the now sat alien, placing a porcelain cup with cute lavender patterns decorated around frill like rim, in another hand pouring a cup of chamomile tea. She was surely lucky that so many plants grew near the entrance of MT EBOTT. 

          “ It’s my pleasure dearie. ”

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mettatoniic:

  “AW, THANK YOU, BEAUTIFUL ! I’m so glad to hear it! ♥” Oh my… ten-thousand? That’s quite a number & a REOORD to give that many autographs in one sitting! Nevertheless, METTATON was most determined to please his ADORING FANS! “OH ABSOLUTELY, DARLING! Anything for you!” He couldn’t POSSIBLY decline her request now! Especially when she’s made the effort of bringing those papers all the way here just to SEE HIM

   “It’s a SHAME they all couldn’t make it here. Tell them METTATON said hi for me when you get back, okay?” He’s already made it through ten papers as he spoke to her.

❝ THANK you so much dearie ! the spiders will be simply    THRILLED to have THE STAR OF THE UNDERGROUND     notice them even if its briefly ! ❞

It’s near IMPOSSIBLE for the spiders to cross the hot-land, the staggering heat to the rivers of lava, OH how they wished to visit their favourite ( and only ) idol of the underground; only a few of them could travel upon MUFFET’S PET. They were SHY though, sticking to the cracks in the walls warm and damp, reminding them of their home. 

      “ ONLY few could make it, they are quite shy,  my pet seemed           to be quite excited to come here as well. ahuhuhu. ”

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ruinskeeper :

        “ … lord? ”

Gentle gaze becomes fixed on the monster who stands behind him, who bows as if he wore that blessed crown upon his head once more. It has been years since he’s forgone that title, and to see someone still remembers such times is both nostalgic… and concerning. ( He’s not found a clue of what may, or may not have happened. It’s likely he won’t until it’s spoken of. )

        “ my dear, i have long since handed         over my title to my wife. surely you         know this? ”

❝ MY apologises L- Asgore, it’s simply a force of habit,    I apologise.  ❞

She gave curtsey to the monster once LORD- KING of the underground, his title now belonging to his wife; Muffet had no quarrel with the queen, royalty was royalty and she was taught to show RESPECT to them no matter who they were. 

      “ I am not here to fight Asgore. Do not worry. ”

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glassmemoir :

{/Trying her best to ignore the spiders, Nicole kept her eyes on the one who looks more human. Maybe if she didn’t look at the spiders, she’d be able to keep her composure. Although seeing more than one spider is making the hairs on the back of her neck stand up.}

“N-Nicole. I ain’ know this was a parlor. I was jus’ kinda….wanderin’ through. I was lookin’ fer someone…an’ I jus’ ended up here. I’d be more than happy ta ge’ outta yer hair if youse could poin’ me in tha direction o’ tha exi’….I don’ wanna be a burden on youse….er yer friends.”

❝ MY what’s wrong with my friends? my pets and beloved PEOPLE.     do they scare you dearie?  ❞

Spiders spin down from the mass webs above attached to the endless darkness, letting out shrill squeaks of LAUGHTER at expense of the human; would their QUEEN kill the human? the question on their lips as they stand by MUFFET an endless army of creepy crawlies. 

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dexthbyglamour:

“ COME now, darling, some of the best dancers I know are shy! ”

     He offered a gloved hand and an earnest smile.

“ It would be an absolute HONOR to have you on the show! The audience would ADORE you– AND! Imagine the benefits for your business.

“ Your call, BEAUTY! ”

ITS a tempting offer, to take his hand into hers to DANCE underneath the golden stage lights, dance with an IDOL ( & speak fondly of her bakery, new customers means more money after all.) 

❝ MY it’s still quite nerve wrecking to be frank, I’m worried that I’ll simply make an     utter FOOL of my self.❞