He twists out of the way of the next shot, and it only clips his arm - dodging may not come naturally to monsters, but Mettaton's already learned the hard way that things are different on the surface. Even that much still hurts more than it has any right to.
Mettaton has a goal in mind, too. And as much as he'd love to, pun intended, teaching this creep a lesson isn't it. Those hits knocked a little of the fury out of him. He might win if he stayed to fight, but if he lost, the best he could expect would be a slow, ugly death for the second time. The worst -
- well, he'd rather not dwell on that. The point is, his goal is right there. The human isn't blocking the door any more.
"But you're not getting your hands on me that easily! Toodles, darling!" He raises his own hands, and a row of mini-Mettaton bullets descends from the ceiling, each of them blowing a heart-shaped smooch toward not-Barnaby in his hiding spot. That should keep him busy. Mettaton races for the door.
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Date: 2017-05-25 10:07 pm (UTC)He twists out of the way of the next shot, and it only clips his arm - dodging may not come naturally to monsters, but Mettaton's already learned the hard way that things are different on the surface. Even that much still hurts more than it has any right to.
Mettaton has a goal in mind, too. And as much as he'd love to, pun intended, teaching this creep a lesson isn't it. Those hits knocked a little of the fury out of him. He might win if he stayed to fight, but if he lost, the best he could expect would be a slow, ugly death for the second time. The worst -
- well, he'd rather not dwell on that. The point is, his goal is right there. The human isn't blocking the door any more.
"But you're not getting your hands on me that easily! Toodles, darling!" He raises his own hands, and a row of mini-Mettaton bullets descends from the ceiling, each of them blowing a heart-shaped smooch toward not-Barnaby in his hiding spot. That should keep him busy. Mettaton races for the door.