#⋆ㅤi need a human's touch — in character

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" OOOOH—!!!! "

" That's Mettaton. ♡ "

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" what do you think ? does it look enough like a starfait ? " ( she is showing him her costume .... )

Tucking a knuckle under his chin as he looks her costume over in thought, Mettaton wordlessly takes two steps forward with his hand extending for hers. Should Layla take his hand, Mettaton raises their hands to coax her to twirl for him. A whole 360 twirl.

"My, my, my, if I didn't know any better I'd say you were looking to strike a sponsorship considering the details in this look, sweetheart!" Is that what she wants? Because Mettaton definitely isn't opposed! Consider it something like one of those ""...unless?"" sort of moments. "A+ for accuracy! My GOD, look at this!" Another 360! You could hear the sound of Starfait glitter SFX from somewhere (his chassis?)!

"It looks exactly like a starfait, darling! You knocked it out of the park!!!" Looking absolutely delicious! +300 SPONSORSHIP!! +250 COSTUME!

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Lounging in his dressing room like the languid panther she is. Is she wearing one of his silky robes? Yes she absolutely is. Congratulations MTT you’ve got yourself a house cat for a wife.

Has she ever considered the fact that she, a fine house cat, may be straying into another cool cat's territory? A domesticated panther such as herself leisuring into his dressing room like this, unannounced... "Well well well welly well well welly well well..."

"Dost mine own eyes deceive me? I wasn't informed of any surprise VIPs..."

Sporting a matching robe of his own (despite her borrowing his, consider it for old times sake!), the robot sets down the bowl of grapes on the nearest armrest and taking a seat before her.

This is awfully familiar, wouldn't you say? "I don't usually take on unexpected guests at such short notice, darling." Crossing a leg over the other, he's coaxing her over to join - even bribing her with the bowl of grapes. "But I can make an exception, I think. ♡"

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mettaton receives a letter with a single blue lipstick mark on it and a bracelet made of crystals, from a big fan!

This shade... Mettaton idly traces a thumb over the bracelet he'd discovered along with the letter. So ominous... So vague, how scandalous...! The suspense...!

" OOH MY, HOW AWFULLY MYSTERIOUS. "

Flipping the bracelet in his hand, rolling one of the crystals between his index and thumb - he's turning his attention back to the lipstick shade. This shade in particular...

" IF MY READINGS DETECT CORRECTLY... COULD THIS BE THE ICONIC SHADE CORAL BLUE NO. 2? "

In this economy?! What kind of big fan of his would be sporting such an outdated shade?! Unless...

" OH... WAIT. NO. 5... WELL... "

Ooh yes, it's all coming together now. Screen flashes blue and yellow, reading his chuckles. Finally, he's putting the bracelet on his wrist. He likes how it shimmers (reminds him of home, almost).

" WELL, WELL, WELLY, WELL, WELL... "

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SCOOPS HER HUSBAND UP INTO HER ARMS TBH 🥺🫵❤️

Ooooh, everyone wishes they were him right now (that's all the time but ESPECIALLY right now). " OOH my, my!! Hello there tall, dark, and sexy! ♡ " Yup, he's looping an arm around her neck and smacking a kiss on her cheek whilst popping a heel for more dramatic flare.

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If I could rearrange the alphabet, I'd put U and I together. u v u

"I know." What, did you think he'd feign flattery? He's a fine actor but tell him something he doesn't know so he could react with heartfelt emotion! His fans already beat you to that pickup-line, darling, but please... keep going, it doesn't mean he doesn't like to hear it!

"I'd put something like I and I together. But if you're looking to put U and I together, I'd suggest getting in line." Mettaton winks!!

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Mtt is absolutely going to receive quite the interesting fan mail. A hand knit scarf colored to match his scheme. The package it came in seems to have some sort of goopy residue on it.

* !!!

Mettaton handles the package with care, shifting it from one hand to the other. The residue which coated majority of the package doesn't go unnoticed. In fact, it's the first thing he notices and almost ... speaks before even thinking. "Oh my, this is..." Slimy. Goopy. Sticky. Moist for a lack of a better word!

Despite that ... it reminds Mettaton of home.

A robotic cough ... to rid himself the threat of tears thanks to homesickness. It becomes even harder to mask when he takes the contents out of the sticky package. Gross to most, perhaps! But to him... Well, he won't bring the mood down.

"How nice! Would you look at this!?" He's immediately putting the scarf around his neck and letting the cameras zoom in. The audience ooh's and aah's. "It looks to me like this is from a secret admirer! If you're watching, darling... Thank you! I'll add it to the pile." He most certainly will keep it on for the rest of the show and when he goes home. Cameras don't need to know that.

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@starfaite said: hiiiii *yippie creature emoji* 🥺🥺🥺🩵🩵🩵

he's zooming at alarming speeds to sweep her off her feet!!! aaand dip her. " awooga, sweetheart. hope you're doing wonderful tonight! "

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❛ the nonsense has escalated ❜ (jsjdjghdj they would definitely judge pta moms together or something--)

" Escalated and astounding. Almost as nonsensical as the fact that Frisk asked me to "stand down" during this tryout. I don't see the harm in putting Sandra over there in her rightful place...! " Rightful place being Mettaton mouthing off at the last event because some people can't keep their little womb-monsters contained unlike some distinguished monsters around here. How about that for irony?

" Listen, I'd keep an eye on that one over there. My hands may be tied but I caught one of them using itching powder at last year's show. I play dirty, darling, but not that dirty. "

prompt / accepting

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breaks it down in your inbox. DANCE WITH ME METTATON DANCE WITH ME.

" Darling, I don't think you realize what you're putting yourself up against by saying that. " you forget who was the one wiping the floor with a human's face at one point when it came to killing it on the dancefloor (they were a true team player, all things considered)!

But is he really going to turn down a scientist's proposal to boogie? Hardly not. Shrugging, he's joining in on breaking it down with an arm shooting out to drag Rick closer. " Hope you can keep up the pace! Don't get shy on me now!! "