A day in the life of Burgerpants

“Burgerpants darling!” Mettaton called, “Bugerpants come here right now!” The cat groaned and put out his cigarette. “Hello boss. What can I do for you?” Burgerpants cringed, as trudged over to his boss. Mettaton put a hand on his hip. “Do something cute,” the metal superstar demanded. “D-do what?” Burgerpants’s ears flicked. Mettaton switched hips.

“Do something cute sugar. Cat video’s are really popular online these days,” Mettaton grinned, “Come on, chop chop. I’m already recording.” Burgerpant’s balled up his fists. “N-no,” he murmured. His eyes fixed on the floor. “I’m sorry, what did you say?” Mettaton raised his eyebrow. Bugerpant’s bared his teeth and hissed, “I said no!” Mettaton glowered at the little cat. Burgerpant’s flinched, “I.. I..” quickly changing his mind, Burgerpant’s pulled his cutest face, “NYAH!” He meowed sweetly. Mettaton looked at his phone and gawked as his number of viewers spiked. The robot patted Burgerpants on his head. The cat flattened his ears and walked back to his work station.

After his lunch Burgerpants ate a satisfying lunch, he begrudgingly returned to his station. The bell over the door made a soft ‘ding’ sound. He looked up and forced a smile, “Hi welcome to MTT-” before the little cat monster could finish his sentence Mettaton slamed down a big bag of supplies. “I need you to watch Frisk for today,” Mettaton was holding the sleeping human in one arm. Tenderly Mettaton but Frisk in the arms of his employee. Burgerpants had his ears back and eyes wide.

“Now remember, do not let the paparazzi in here. I will not allow them to harass my darling Frisk,” Mettaton instructed, “Are you listening to me?” his employee nodded meekly. “Frisk get’s a snack at 3:00 sharp. Not 2:40 or 3:01, 3:00.” Mettaton began to ramble on about the chores Burgerpants needed to do. Once he was finished rambling, Mettaton turned on his heels “Bye-bye darlings!” He waved before skipping away.

Frisk stirred. Burgerpants looked down and shook him gently. “Come on, little buddy, you gotta wake up.” Frisk blinked their eyes open. Burgerpants set Frisk down and went back to work.

Burgerpant’s wasn’t sure how but Frisk ended up grilling glamburger in the back with him. He watched the child nervously. “Hey, make sure you don’t hurt yourself little weirdo,” Burgerpants warned, “Mettaton will kill me, but I’ll still have to work here.” Frisk just smiled and hummed a little tune to themselves.

Burgerpants turned to Frisk and said, “Kid I gotta know. What are you?” Frisk looked up at him for a moment, “I’m a human.” a little smile plastered on the childs’ face. “No, no,” the cat shook his head, “Are you a boy or a girl?” Frisk smiled at him more, “I’m a kid.” Burgerpants had to flip the glamburger he was grilling to keep calm. “Little weirdo,” he huffed, “What’s… what’s in your pants?” Frisk smirked up at him and whispered, “Determination.” The cat monster stared into the void and gave up. He removed the glamburgers from the grill as the bell above the door rang.

He groaned slightly and walked into the front. “Mettaton said Frisk was here,” said a deep voice. Burgerpants sighed with relief, “Yeah, the little weirdo is in the back.” Burgerpants looked over his shoulder, “Hey, Frisk! Your dad, or something is here to get you!”