Papyrus had been sitting in his room doing… well, whatever it is he does, when he suddenly blacked out. When he woke back up, he was sitting on a pink bed with black pillows scattered about, a fluffy pink blanket beneath him. He had a charger plugged into his back. Confused, Papyrus looked around, and saw himself in a full-body mirror in the corner of the room. He gasped and stood up, his legs clanking against the ground. He stared in shock as he saw Mettaton staring back at him in the mirror.

Papyrus unplugged the charger Mettaton had been using to charge himself so he could walk over to the mirror. This had to be some sort of dream! He couldn’t be in a robot’s body! He took out his…. well, Mettaton’s phone, and called his number. Mettaton had Papyrus’s contact as “🧡Papyrus🧡”. He felt his cheeks warm when he saw the hearts around his name, but quickly ignored it and called his own phone. He figured if he was in Mettaton’s body, Mettaton would be in his body as well.