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[WHAT DEVIOUS QUESTION SHALL KEATS COME UP WITH]

Actually no, just one question. Give me this. When you told me that I looked good in tweed, were you telling the truth?

[ex_mettacrusher33]

I mean I CAN'T LIE I

OKAY 1, I TOLD YOU YOU LOOKED TERRIBLE, WHICH WAS CORRECT. YOU LOOKED LIKE AN ENGLISH LIBRARIAN THAT FELL INTO A FABRIC STORE AND BOUGHT WHATEVER HE TOUCHED. IT WAS A MESS BUT IT FIT THE CHARACTER AND YOU LOOK GOOD IN GENERAL BUT 2 I C A N N O T BELIEVE YOU RIGHT NOW!!!!!!

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You ARE heartless. And I took that tweed outfit with me and everything. Tsk, tsk, Mettaton!

[ex_mettacrusher33]

[...normally, that insult would be laughed at. Of course he isn't heartless. He loves everyone and everything. Everything he's ever done, he's done to help. Keats is just teasing. That's how they are with each other. They tease.

...

Again, he's finding a defense hard to spit out.]

i'm

i'm sorry.

[You can practically HEAR how pathetic it sounds.]

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Sorry?

[That actually makes him double-take.]

For what?

[ex_mettacrusher33]

for being

[Heartless.]

mean.

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[There's a very long pause.]

Goodness, Mettaton. As if I'm going to have my feelings hurt irrevocably over the fact that tweed doesn't suit me. That's hardly "mean".

[ex_mettacrusher33]

i know, I know, I

I feel like I can't deny anything right now.

Please talk to me about nothing again.

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[...............]

[A year ago, he wouldn't have cared about that request. This is an opportunity any reporter would die for. The chance to get the whole truth and nothing but the truth.]

[If it was anyone else, he still would've gone ahead with just asking regardless of whatever the other person felt about it, but now...it's different. He feels uneasy about the thought of prying into whatever Mettaton might not want to say. Of course, he's curious, it's his fault, nothing will change that, but his feelings are now actually holding him back.]

[It's probably one of the rare times he's considered stepping back from something.]

Very well.

Want to hear a story, then?

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[It's a miracle. A genuine, honest miracle. No matter what amount of affection the other holds for him, Mettaton knows without a shadow of a doubt that Keats can't help himself from digging up every bit of dirt around him. He's like a damn fox that doesn't even care to bury anything, so long as no one else can keep hiding things from him.

So... if anything, Mettaton can recognize that it isn't easy, denying that instinct.

It. It really means a lot.]

Please.