Ten thousands lights come blazing down with razor sharp precision ♪

[aghostinthemachine]

[Whatever is that oversaturated ego leaking from the cracks of the castle door? It almost creates a spotlight effect, the dust in the castle making it look like smoke is rolling through the room. Who is creating this powerful aura? Why, it's everyone's favorite(?) Underground super star! The door finally bursts open and a shapely leg clad in a pink high heeled boot steps through, followed by the rest of the fabulous robot, noodly arms wrapped around several pink suitcases.

Why would anyone want to vacation in a place like this? Who knows. No one knows how Mettaton's brain works. Sometimes even he himself doesn't know.

Of course, he's expecting this to be like a hotel and calls out for the staff that does not exist:]

Yoohoooo~ Anyone home? I'm looking to rent a room! Your best room.

[You can either help him out, inform him that he's very much mistakened, or find him later on once he's settled in, if there happens to be a parlour or a library.]

Comments

[demonthatcomes]

I couldn't make this up if I wanted to. I'll show you.

[They open several doors along the hallway. Three of them are regular bedrooms... and the fourth is a dungeon. Thankfully, this is one is just musty as opposed to downright disgusting. Hopefully this will be example enough.]

If this was a hotel, people would complain about the poor service if every room was booked but this one. As someone who runs a hotel yourself, this wouldn't make good business or positive publicity, wouldn't you agree?

[aghostinthemachine]

[... That is quite the perdicament, isn't it? How it's possible, he's still not sure. But Chara has made their point. For the most part.]

Yes, you're right...

[Dramatic sigh.]

I suppose I'll just have to find the nearest hotel... Unless you happen to know of one?