[This is, admittedly, strange, but it isn't as if he's kissed Mettaton when the other can't kiss him back. Mettaton's heart is very warm, this time, and it seems Mettaton can actually feel the kiss. There's a tingle on his lips at the static, and even though Keats is not as likely to go into vivid romantic dreams just from this, he has to admit that, well, it's nice. This is nice.]
[And then he realizes Mettaton is sinking down.]
Hey, where do you think you're going? [He's going to move a hand to try to catch Mettaton before he reaches the floor.] I don't think you'll find anything down there.
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[And then he realizes Mettaton is sinking down.]
Hey, where do you think you're going? [He's going to move a hand to try to catch Mettaton before he reaches the floor.] I don't think you'll find anything down there.