Well, now. That cheered him up more than Mettaton had been expecting. It seems as though this monster has not been complimented nearly enough in his life--something he knows exactly how to fix.
"Trust me, darling: it's the truth." He saunters closer. "I mean, look at how strong you are! Look at those gorgeous lines of your body! Who wouldn't call a monster like you 'handsome'?"
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"Trust me, darling: it's the truth." He saunters closer. "I mean, look at how strong you are! Look at those gorgeous lines of your body! Who wouldn't call a monster like you 'handsome'?"