[They can both commit their very first crimes together... by being public menaces. Mettaton downplays the severity of it the whole way through, of course.
When Papyrus admits that he thinks he had a future in acting instead of sentry-ing, well... He would have to agree that his prospects felt better than, say, whatever-his-name-was who Mettaton hired to work his Burger Emporium. But at the same time, acting carries the same harsher angles that being part of the royal guard might, in Mettaton's eyes. ...Maybe not Underground, but he knows human show business has got to be brutal. That's showbiz. Papyrus is so sunny, and comes off as too kind, too innocent to be thrust into such a world...
Nonetheless, he hums, amused at the thought. It's not as though it's an actual thing that is happening, and he takes it with idle appreciation. All things considered, the fact that Papyrus was a sentry has him realizing that prior to arriving in Aefenglom, he never really knew his fellow monster beyond what acquaintanceship existing Underground at all brings.
Such as it is, being in the spotlight. People typically knew him way better than he knew them. The TV star reclines, stretching out his legs in a perfectly Mettaton-style bid for attention upon them. Or, he's just making himself comfortable.]
It takes daring. Being an actor. You have that, if anything I saw tonight's to rely on. I could almost see some of my energy in you! [A point he makes to refocus his eye upon Papyrus, flicking a wrist in the laziest shrug.] But who could be surprised? You DID watch my show... Right up until my finale, I'm sure.
[Who could miss that one? His favorite, if not because it was so dramatic and fresh and new. And, it had this body in it. ...Prior to all suggestion of Puca traits.]
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When Papyrus admits that he thinks he had a future in acting instead of sentry-ing, well... He would have to agree that his prospects felt better than, say, whatever-his-name-was who Mettaton hired to work his Burger Emporium. But at the same time, acting carries the same harsher angles that being part of the royal guard might, in Mettaton's eyes. ...Maybe not Underground, but he knows human show business has got to be brutal. That's showbiz. Papyrus is so sunny, and comes off as too kind, too innocent to be thrust into such a world...
Nonetheless, he hums, amused at the thought. It's not as though it's an actual thing that is happening, and he takes it with idle appreciation. All things considered, the fact that Papyrus was a sentry has him realizing that prior to arriving in Aefenglom, he never really knew his fellow monster beyond what acquaintanceship existing Underground at all brings.
Such as it is, being in the spotlight. People typically knew him way better than he knew them. The TV star reclines, stretching out his legs in a perfectly Mettaton-style bid for attention upon them. Or, he's just making himself comfortable.]
It takes daring. Being an actor. You have that, if anything I saw tonight's to rely on. I could almost see some of my energy in you! [A point he makes to refocus his eye upon Papyrus, flicking a wrist in the laziest shrug.] But who could be surprised? You DID watch my show... Right up until my finale, I'm sure.
[Who could miss that one? His favorite, if not because it was so dramatic and fresh and new. And, it had this body in it. ...Prior to all suggestion of Puca traits.]