Isn't...isn't there a microwave on this flying death trap?
[Mettaton asks this as he strains to get upright, leaning heavily on some counter space once he does. Yeah, this wasn't one of his better ideas. As soon as he's on his feet, he's dizzier than before. His breathing hitches a little, then--
...Oh boy. Thank god he's near a trash receptacle because there come the doughnuts. And the potato chips. And literally everything else he'd stuffed into his face.
Yeah, he's dying. Do not waste time on a dying murder-bot turned human, Asriel. Leave him here to yak his insides out and slowly expire, despite the fact that he knows that the small not-monster wouldn't ever leave him to die.
Lesson learned though; don't stuff your human body full of junk food.]
i feel so very sorry for Asriel
[Mettaton asks this as he strains to get upright, leaning heavily on some counter space once he does. Yeah, this wasn't one of his better ideas. As soon as he's on his feet, he's dizzier than before. His breathing hitches a little, then--
...Oh boy. Thank god he's near a trash receptacle because there come the doughnuts. And the potato chips. And literally everything else he'd stuffed into his face.
Yeah, he's dying. Do not waste time on a dying murder-bot turned human, Asriel. Leave him here to yak his insides out and slowly expire, despite the fact that he knows that the small not-monster wouldn't ever leave him to die.
Lesson learned though; don't stuff your human body full of junk food.]