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Who: Mettaton & open!
When: Throughout Feoveuer
Where: Various
What: Mettaton, a robot, learns to live, laugh, and love......... No, he learns to sleep and taste, as a biological necessity. He takes full advantages of these mortal splendors by sleeping! in! beds!, and eating your Valentine's chocolate while asking you on the date you deserve. There's also a prompt to follow up on his pursuit for a cure to metal weakness. Plus some closed prompts! Feel free to get in touch via MTT's plotting comment if you'd like a custom prompt.
Warnings: usual MTT drama

1. Fact: Mettaton owns a bed. He's never needed it.

A. A Refrigerator Blocks The Way

[First of all, I deceived you. There's a prompt where Mettaton is sleeping... but not in a bed.

Mettaton has developed a peculiar new... ability. Truth be told, it was something he tapped into starting in Iuneril, when he found himself desperate for energy while in the Rathmore's dungeon and slipped into dreamland. He shouldn't have been able to last that entire stay in his EX body, exerting himself as he did! So how did he do it?

In any inappropriate area of your choosing, there is a big metal box. These inappropriate areas may include, but are not limited to...
the middle of the street in the Entertainment District,
blocking a doorway to the Coven,
or even in your front yard.
The metal box kind of looks like it could be a game machine, or some other kind of puzzle-deploying apparatus...? But it must be broken. Its screen is off. Closing in on it suggests further that it must be broken, for it's emitting some kind of repetitive noise...]

ZZZZZZZZ...

[This robot keeps saying "Z" out loud repeatedly, sincerely asleep. Move it with force?]

B. If You're All Alone...

[How incredible! Mettaton's realized it: he's truly able to sleep, just like people do. Most surprisingly, he hasn't needed to recharge in weeks, so sleeping has its obvious benefit.

This time, Mettaton EX sleeps with far more purpose, though he still does so in inappropriate places with more intent. The TV star sleeps in places where he can be noticed, as if drawing attention to the fact that look, he's asleep! Really! While I leave this to your decision, a few ideas include...
sleeping in a reclining position atop a desk,
invading your very own HOUSE and occupying your COUCH or your BED, my GOD,
or... cradled in the palms of a statue with its arms outstretched, in the center of an ornate fountain, like he's god's gift to mankind.
All I'm saying is that you really couldn't come up with a location too ridiculous for Mettaton to be sleeping in. He'll sleep atop a piano, or on a chandelier and tell you it's like he's in a music video! But no matter where he sleeps, he does so peacefully with a satisfied smile.

But he should definitely be stopped. He's a menace, he might break something with how heavy he is, and therefore he's a hazard.]

2. Fact: Mettaton enjoys feeding himself grapes seductively atop pianos.

[It's edging close to the 14^th, and though Aefenglom treats Valentine's Day like a foreign concept, many of the Mirrorbound still seem determined to uphold their own traditions. With the full moon having come and gone, Mettaton's discovered a surprising, unique new sensation that has him floored, and overwhelmed: taste.

There's so much in this city to try that it's dizzying. That Mettaton EX him rushing up to the next Mirrorbound he finds carrying food, be it chocolate, a croissant, or an indeterminate abomination of un-food. It doesn't matter. His golden eye is bright with curiosity, his smile brimming with excitement.]

Hey there, beautiful! I see you're indulging in the wonders of edible delights. Care to share... with me?? Ooh, what a fabulous opportunity for some intimacy, as Valentine's Day hovers so close by! Could it be... A date??

[A date where Mettaton eats your food, and rates it.]

3. Fact: Mettaton's GOing To Patent This Enchantment As MTT-Brand Metal Benadryl

I DON'T FEEL IT ANYMORE... THAT PERSISTENT BURN, THAT AGONIZING CORROSION. IT'S LIKE I'M A BRAND NEW ROBOT!!

[Mettaton carries with him two different things related to his latest appeal for help: spells pre-loaded onto thick slips of paper for any Monster weak against various metals, and the actual alchemical enchantment's instructions and requirements for the curious Witch. His screen blinks yellow and red with his brand new relief, and he spins around.

When he notices somebody nearby, he wheels up to them and...
if they appear to be a Witch, he will pull out the technical instructions on how to conduct the enchantment.
if they appear to be a Monster, particularly of a Puca, Vampire, Turnskin, or Fae persuasion, he'll pull out one of the slips of paper.]

DARLING! PERHAPS YOU'D BE INTERESTED IN THE LATEST IN ENCHANTMENTS. IF IT CAN WORK ON ME TO THIS DEGREE... I'M SEEING A PROMISING FUTURE FOR THIS BREAKTHROUGH SPELL!

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Because I'm dull? ...Even I can tell that. [She might have been being too literal. But most of the clothing she'd picked out for herself was pretty drab. Even the colours that should have been brighter, she'd gotten in pastel or a dusty muted shade.

Still the smile had dropped now. Even if the ice cream had remained. It had been lost to her blank confusion. He even gets a small head tilt. Why was he grinning? She just didn't know.]

[He rolls his eyes and waves a hand at her.]

Ohh, don't dwell on it, sweetheart. Hahaha. Just enjoy the ice cream some more. You've much more to go...

[He is free to have his own opinions, regardless of the different wavelengths they're clearly on. His opinion is that he'll always vie for a smile out of her. He'd like to see her smile some more: she's described herself as persistently gloomy, after all. But does it really have to be that way, all the time? If it's her nature, that's fine. But a smile every once in a while means that she's living.]

[There was still one flavor. One she sort of knew. Mikasa had made chocolates before, a rare and very expensive treat. She'd been lucky to have it once or twice a year back in training... She actually had a wage and could probably have afforded it more often, you know if the world wasn't ending, but old habits were hard to break.

So a combination of a rare treat with a new favorite was a worth distraction for the less than clear-headed fae.

The spoonful disappears and...nothing, there's no comment on the taste. No facial reaction...

But she does edge her spoon towards it again. Sneakily going for a bit more. Except she misjudges it. The soft tink as the spoon hit the contain was not sneaky.]

[...

Mettaton reaches forward and corrects the trajectory of her spoon with his finger without breaking eye contact. Into the bowl it goes.]

You don't need to be so stealthy. It's yours.

[Mettaton is kind of reeling from sugar at the moment. Be gentle on him... Flavor is still a wild ride and right now, he's content with it. But just for demonstration, he takes a bite of the fudge one she tried earlier. Don't be drunk/stealthy/a stranger, Mikasa!

Mettaton will realize that she might be intoxicated shortly. Give him a few.]

[Huzzah!

There's no actual celebration on her face as she eats though. He only gets to see her checks get redder as those large black pupils start to glaze over as she eats more.

But it was hard to tell what was going on with her sat down. ]

[look at her go... it's kind of amazing... Her pupils blowing wide doesn't go entirely unnoticed by him, actually, and he watches with some amusement, halting in his ice cream consumption while he toys with the handle of the spoon. Mikasa's really going for it... Her cheeks are way more evident to him. It's amusing, and he'll let her have the rest of it for that. He had enough, and he could always have some later.

He raises his spoon as more of a speaking gesture.]

Okay, then which is your favorite?? Surely you have an opinion out of these, by now!!

[If Mettaton watched closely, he'd see which ones she liked the most. Or rather, which one she liked the least. Mint. While she went back to the other flavors by about the same amount, poor mint was left mostly alone.

So he just gets a hum, spoon still in her mouth.

This is a difficult question Mettaton, why dis? Mikasa just looks down at the bowls blankly, thinking it over.]

These ones...

[Vanilla and chocolate.]

[Vanilla, meanwhile, will be immortalized in Mettaton's mind as being the one he likes the least. Mint, strawberry, and chocolate have all placed themselves in rungs higher than it.

Nonetheless, Mettaton nods in approval of her choices.]

I can tell. [A pause.] Thank you, darling.

[Thanks for informing him, maybe. Or, more likely, thanks for sharing in this experience with him. She may be quite obviously drunk off of sugar (??), but watching her enjoy it creates a formative experience for the robot. He decides that he likes seeing Mikasa happy, and hopes to find ways to see her smile.]

[Wow...all these people attacking vanilla. Her special memories ice cream. Even if she's attacking it with her spoon again, with the worst aim. Those are soon being devoured...So it was probably a good job he wasn't that interested in it. More for her!

But all good things come to an end. Even if the fae tilted her head and poked at the bottom of one tubs with her spoon. Like more ice cream would just appear... She held the spoon there for a moment. Then looking back to robun with slightly glazed eyes.]

We ate it all...[A small mournful nod. Then there's a wobbly smile which matched the flushed cheeks better.] I want to eat other kinds too. [But she stands, bumping the table and rattling objects on it as she goes, they'd been eating for a while. It was a good job the weather was still cool or it would have melted.]

[It's not to say that he hates it! He'll eat it to remember her, anyway. But right now, all of the ice cream is hers. He laughs when she stares forlornly at the bottom of the cup, ears flicking the best they can at their current state of healing.]

Yes. We'll make it our goal... For another time, darling! For now, I think. I think I'd better help you back...

[Who knew that humans got drunk off of ice cream...? Maybe he'll ask her about that sometime. He didn't know about that!]

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