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[As weak and hurt as he is, he still notices when the arms holding him tight start trembling.

Asriel knew it was impossible for them to just brush this off and ignore this, not when it's defined their lives. And Mettaton apologizes and Asriel just, reaches out bandaged-covered arms to hug him too.]

's not your fault. Not you or Chara's. I'm just... I'm so glad we got to come home.

It's not gonna happen anymore, Mettaton. I'm not gonna let anyone try to take you away again.

I promise.

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[Mettaton smiles softly.

His arms cease to tremble, not because he feels assuaged by what Asriel says, but because he has to stop. No more weakness. No more pity from this poor child.

Be a man for once in your life, you useless robot.]

Thank you. I...truly appreciate you.

[True.]

I believe you.

[False.]

I know you won't let it happen anymore.

[False.]

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[Asriel feels so helpless. They'd all be so much happier, so much happier if he just never came back after turning to dust in a sad, lonely garden.

Mettaton's words barely reach him, but...]

I love you, Mettaton.

[Because even if he'll never be strong enough to protect him, he at least as to know.]

[mttbrandlegs]

I love you too, Asriel.

[That...was the god-honest truth. He loves this small goat like they're family. At this point, they are family, are't they?]

But...

[He reluctantly parts from the young boss monster.]

I think you might feel better if you're home. Your siblings must be concerned...I should not have spurred you to walk over here.

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Can I sleep here for a little bit?

[His injuries may not be as bad now, but he's exhausted himself from being on that planet.

And... maybe he wants a little more reassurance that his family isn't going to vanish.]

[mttbrandlegs]

[Mettaton hesitates. It's a long, bated moment where he considers the question posed...but that would never have affected the answer. Never.]

Of course you can. Let me find you some proper bed things, shall I?

[And he smiles. He smiles as if everything is fine, even if it's not. This is just another sleepover, right?]

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[Asriel forces a weak smile back and nods, but... it really doesn't feel right, does it?

His fault. He can't ever forget. He made his family suffer, and he has to do whatever he needs to do to fix it.

He wishes he knew how to fix it.

By the time Mettaton goes looking for bedding and comes back, Asriel's already drifted off into a dreamless sleep on his couch.]