[Teehee... He sees the frustration on Keats' face as habit takes over, but Mettaton's not about to give into that just yet. It's nice, being able to look at him without that hideous glass obscuring him. His eyes are bright, almost golden where the light hits them. His eyelashes are to die for, wasted behind glasses. Also wasted are the curves of his cheekbones, finally exposing just how beautiful and sculpted his face actually is...
Ugh, that's sappy. Stop it.
He flicks his wrist, dismissing any negative connotation Keats might have against the term "interview."] OH, LET ME HAVE MY FUN. IT MAKES THIS EASIER. [Interviews are rarely a pain for a real celebrity, after all.]
LET'S SEE... YES, I DID GET TO SEE THE SURFACE. IT DIDN'T LAST VERY LONG UNTIL I JOINED ALASTAIR, SADLY, BUT IT WAS NICE TO FINALLY SEE THE SUN. I DON'T KNOW HOW YOU HUMANS TAKE IT FOR GRANTED. AND THE ACTUAL STARS AT NIGHT? THEY'RE BEAUTIFUL. I'M STILL BLOWN AWAY...
AS FOR FRISK, YOU DON'T NEED TO WORRY ABOUT THEM. THEY'RE FINE. FROM WHAT I REMEMBER, THEY'RE STAYING WITH OUR QUEEN, TORIEL. SHE HAS A SOFT SPOT FOR CHILDREN. I SAID I'D VISIT THEM FROM TIME TO TIME, GIVE THEM FREE TICKETS TO THE NEXT SHOWING OF MY BAND, BUT...
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Ugh, that's sappy. Stop it.
He flicks his wrist, dismissing any negative connotation Keats might have against the term "interview."] OH, LET ME HAVE MY FUN. IT MAKES THIS EASIER. [Interviews are rarely a pain for a real celebrity, after all.]
LET'S SEE... YES, I DID GET TO SEE THE SURFACE. IT DIDN'T LAST VERY LONG UNTIL I JOINED ALASTAIR, SADLY, BUT IT WAS NICE TO FINALLY SEE THE SUN. I DON'T KNOW HOW YOU HUMANS TAKE IT FOR GRANTED. AND THE ACTUAL STARS AT NIGHT? THEY'RE BEAUTIFUL. I'M STILL BLOWN AWAY...
AS FOR FRISK, YOU DON'T NEED TO WORRY ABOUT THEM. THEY'RE FINE. FROM WHAT I REMEMBER, THEY'RE STAYING WITH OUR QUEEN, TORIEL. SHE HAS A SOFT SPOT FOR CHILDREN. I SAID I'D VISIT THEM FROM TIME TO TIME, GIVE THEM FREE TICKETS TO THE NEXT SHOWING OF MY BAND, BUT...
WELL. YOU KNOW HOW THAT IS.