[It's true, Mettaton is always just incredibly sexy as far as the way he commands himself goes. He could be given the body of a roomba and he'd still try to find a way to make it sexy. It's in his soul.
And while he spends this moment nodding along to the recollection of his finale with a satisfied smirk, reliving the glory of that moment so potent that it caused him to corporealize, Papyrus ends with something that earns him pause. Pause, and rewind. Mettaton stares off, still smiling, his voice airy.]
A couple episodes after... Mostly reruns...
[... His eye widens. His smile drops, because he's confused and doesn't remember this! Mettaton knows well enough that some people are taken from different points in their timeline. He knows some people who know people from their future or their past. People who are alive when they should be dead. Geardagas is strange in that way. But to think that he had someone from his very own world like that... Is Papyrus from the future?!]
Wait! I don't remember shooting any more shows after the barrier was shattered. Papyrus, darling, could you be... From the future?? [He lights up and clasps his hands together, suddenly moving from his spot to settle down next to the Turnskin rather than having his own space to lounge sexily in.] Oh, you have to tell me all about the kinds of shows I shoot... on the Surface!! Reruns, too?!
[If he's from the future, if they play reruns... That means he was a hit! Right? Mettaton waits, plentifully invading Papyrus's personal space without regard. Everyone's space... is Mettaton's space to invade.]
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And while he spends this moment nodding along to the recollection of his finale with a satisfied smirk, reliving the glory of that moment so potent that it caused him to corporealize, Papyrus ends with something that earns him pause. Pause, and rewind. Mettaton stares off, still smiling, his voice airy.]
A couple episodes after... Mostly reruns...
[... His eye widens. His smile drops, because he's confused and doesn't remember this! Mettaton knows well enough that some people are taken from different points in their timeline. He knows some people who know people from their future or their past. People who are alive when they should be dead. Geardagas is strange in that way. But to think that he had someone from his very own world like that... Is Papyrus from the future?!]
Wait! I don't remember shooting any more shows after the barrier was shattered. Papyrus, darling, could you be... From the future?? [He lights up and clasps his hands together, suddenly moving from his spot to settle down next to the Turnskin rather than having his own space to lounge sexily in.] Oh, you have to tell me all about the kinds of shows I shoot... on the Surface!! Reruns, too?!
[If he's from the future, if they play reruns... That means he was a hit! Right? Mettaton waits, plentifully invading Papyrus's personal space without regard. Everyone's space... is Mettaton's space to invade.]