[Outside of Keats' hotel room is a small, beautifully made lavender and earl gray opera cake. With it is a note, tucked just beneath the plate.
While everyone else received thank-you cards for coming to Mettaton's party, Keats' note reads as follows:
Thanks for being slightly less of a stick in the mud than usual.
<3
For as much effort as he put into this cake, it's... actually fairly good. The texture isn't perfect, but the flavors are there. It would go nice with tea.]
[delivery, 4/24] (just one more thing, shut the hell your mouth)
While everyone else received thank-you cards for coming to Mettaton's party, Keats' note reads as follows:
Thanks for being slightly less of a stick in the mud than usual.
<3
For as much effort as he put into this cake, it's... actually fairly good. The texture isn't perfect, but the flavors are there. It would go nice with tea.]
text
[It actually tastes as good as it looks. It's not the best cake in the world, but its nice all the same.]
[Eventually, Mettaton will receive a text.]
I do my best.
Thanks for the cake. It was lovely.