AAAH!! [It's a shrill peal of laughter that shrieks its way out of his speaker and kicks his legs against the floor in the utter delight of being right! This idiot! This stupid, stupid idiot, Mettaton can read him like a damn book!! He can't stop laughing!!
His hands are pressed against his eyes by the time the giggles subside, but he's still gasping as if he had lungs.] Y-you are so p-predicable, oh my god, I love-- [Ah.] th-that about you...
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His hands are pressed against his eyes by the time the giggles subside, but he's still gasping as if he had lungs.] Y-you are so p-predicable, oh my god, I love-- [Ah.] th-that about you...