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middaeg2020-09-25 05:55 pm
glitzandglamour) wrote in middaeg2020-09-25 05:55 pm
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Who: Mettaton & Alphys
When: 09/18
Where: Coven
What: Alphys Bonds With Herspace heater killer robot celebrity crush how many of these are actually true descriptions? Friend Named Mettaton
Warnings: N/A
[It was... A long time coming. Mettaton cycled through various Feelings on what he knew should happen, despite the fact that he and Alphys were both Monsters in Talam. As soon as Mettaton fostered his own Bond with a proper Witch, it only made sense to extend some of that magic to his friend.
Since he was pretty sure Alphys would just struggle with finding a Bond. She wasn't terribly charismatic... And more likely to see herself to self-ruination than put herself out there. But for a while (read: a whole year), Mettaton tried to pretend all was well, and that there was nothing for him to alleviate. But of course, he eventually stopped pretending problems weren't happening, and he decided that all along, Alphys had DESPERATELY wanted to Bond with him! Why wouldn't she? Alphys is his number one supporter, after all. Clearly, this arrangement is all for her benefit, and not because Mettaton wants to Bond with his friend.
They arranged to meet at the Coven sometime in the afternoon, the weather growing cooler than previous Summer months. Mettaton is naturally there right on time, anticipating that Alphys would be late. But of course he arrives in style.
A gold blazer. Formalwear, custom-tailored to his dramatic proportions... sequins. Gold stilettos, to round out the MTT-Brand image. He will dazzle her, and possibly blind her with all of that glitter. He's radiant, and people stare at him when they pass. He just sort of... basks in it. Or maybe he's posing deliberately, inviting the gaze of all while he waits for his Bonded-to-be...
As soon as he spots Alphys off in the distance, he raises a hand to wave at her. ...And anyone who was looking at him is now looking at her. She's been SPOTTED.]
Alphys! Yoo-hoo! About time you showed!!
[Whether she's on time or not, that's what he'll say.]
When: 09/18
Where: Coven
What: Alphys Bonds With Her
Warnings: N/A
[It was... A long time coming. Mettaton cycled through various Feelings on what he knew should happen, despite the fact that he and Alphys were both Monsters in Talam. As soon as Mettaton fostered his own Bond with a proper Witch, it only made sense to extend some of that magic to his friend.
Since he was pretty sure Alphys would just struggle with finding a Bond. She wasn't terribly charismatic... And more likely to see herself to self-ruination than put herself out there. But for a while (read: a whole year), Mettaton tried to pretend all was well, and that there was nothing for him to alleviate. But of course, he eventually stopped pretending problems weren't happening, and he decided that all along, Alphys had DESPERATELY wanted to Bond with him! Why wouldn't she? Alphys is his number one supporter, after all. Clearly, this arrangement is all for her benefit, and not because Mettaton wants to Bond with his friend.
They arranged to meet at the Coven sometime in the afternoon, the weather growing cooler than previous Summer months. Mettaton is naturally there right on time, anticipating that Alphys would be late. But of course he arrives in style.
A gold blazer. Formalwear, custom-tailored to his dramatic proportions... sequins. Gold stilettos, to round out the MTT-Brand image. He will dazzle her, and possibly blind her with all of that glitter. He's radiant, and people stare at him when they pass. He just sort of... basks in it. Or maybe he's posing deliberately, inviting the gaze of all while he waits for his Bonded-to-be...
As soon as he spots Alphys off in the distance, he raises a hand to wave at her. ...And anyone who was looking at him is now looking at her. She's been SPOTTED.]
Alphys! Yoo-hoo! About time you showed!!
[Whether she's on time or not, that's what he'll say.]
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[He gives Alphys an incredibly charming smile and a wink. It's an expression made for cameras. She designed it, save for the rabbit teeth.
And Mettaton presses his claws to his gold-bedazzled torso in a gesture of being heartfelt. Here we go.]
Could a Bond be the design of fate... if it was a friendship fated as well? That's what you could say, with a scientist and her gorgeous robot! [They went back further than that, but even in Aefenglom, Mettaton doesn't tell anybody that. Mettaton returns to clasping their hands together in his, eagerness exuding from him.] Ohhh YES!! A Bond of mutual trust and reliance... You could call it symbiotic. As I give you all of the Mettaton you could DREAM of! The dazzling me, the MTT-Brand starlight of your life!! As well as all of the playful banter, and romance advice, you could ever dream of... Siiiigh. What more could you ask for??
[He did audibly say "sigh," yes.]
And you, you give me my repairs, and continued health. [He says that like an afterthought for the moment, taking these moments to be dramatic and vain and flippant. Terrible...] Between us... It's a Bond of intimacy, found in the cavities and wires of my body. Ohhh my... Who else would I trust to rush to my side AND my insides, but you?! Ha-ha.
[If he had lungs, he'd be taking a breath here. God. But here he has to actually say what he intends, as her Bonded... and surprisingly offers a bit more than anticipated, delving into thoughts he'd had on the day Frisk showed up Underground:]
I vow to be there for you, if ever you need a friend. I haven't... [He trails off there, glancing aside, deciding not to confess what they both already knew: that he hadn't been a great friend, both at home... and even here, really, rarely checking in and spending time with her anymore.] You can count on me, darling. A Puca can't break promises.
[It's a fleeting moment of more genuineness out of Mettaton, and he gives Alphys a small smile before going right back into MTT-Brand Star Mode.]
I, Mettaton, Hotland's shining star - and soon to be humanity's greatest hit! - take... [And finally, a few more words Mettaton says without being grandiose about it:] ...my friend Alphys. To be my Bonded.
[... While Mettaton was monologuing, the Witches have helpfully offered Alphys a pre-written Bond vow, should she choose to use it.]