Mettaton

Prompt

You are a real star. The whole world is crazy about you and wants to touch your nail or hair, anything, to meet the icon of music. 2000x, evening, your producer calls you and tells you about an event where you will be judged by all standards - voice, dance, etc. You were the most magnificent at the event, but your performance was not liked by the main jury of MTT. This is your competitor, a robot, who is also adored by half the population of the Earth, and your main competitor, who hates you. And he tells you: - I'm pressing NO, well, y/n, do you think you can beat me? You'd better take care of your appearance *he points to your shoes* — We all know that Balenciaga shoes are a complete kolkhoz, do you have a stylist from the village, or do you not have enough dollars to find another one? *laughter* *All the stars and the jury laughed at your appearance, but you got desperately angry and looked askance at MTT* MTT: - What's wrong with you, Y/N? Apparently I'm not the only one who can criticize well, everyone clicked NO. Don't be angry, our little star. *After this incident, your popularity among the stars fell, on the Internet they write you another hate on all social networks about your style, and they started to push fake information about your phonogram.*