[Mettaton puts up with the examination, although he wrinkles his nose at the cheek-pinching. He already polished once today; he doesn't want to have to do it again if you smudge him, other Mettaton.
Once the other Mettaton is done, he...almost puts his hand on his hip, but then he remembers his arms are full. And so he pops said hip instead.]
Neither, although I certainly wish it were a dream.
[Or at least these last few weeks. He's never been so stressed in his life.]
What this actually is, is a long story. Care to come with me to somewhere a little more comfortable?
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Date: 2017-01-18 02:09 am (UTC)Once the other Mettaton is done, he...almost puts his hand on his hip, but then he remembers his arms are full. And so he pops said hip instead.]
Neither, although I certainly wish it were a dream.
[Or at least these last few weeks. He's never been so stressed in his life.]
What this actually is, is a long story. Care to come with me to somewhere a little more comfortable?