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[Asriel's days hadn't gone any better since Mettaton's death. Chara nearly died, Asriel had lost sight in his left eye, and it was only because of Shiro that neither one of them ended up as lunch for two giant spiders. After returning home, he made sure to keep checking up on Mettaton's body. It took some help, but he managed to get it moved to a nearby couch so that whenever Mettaton did come back, he wouldn't have to come back to his body abandoned and forgotten in a corner.

There wasn't really much to do outside, other than Asriel getting some fresh air and trying to sort out his thoughts. Tomorrow, he'd probably go to that planet full of Programs and AI. Maybe he'd... actually fit in there?

Like he fits in anywhere anymore.

The voice from behind startles him out of his thoughts, enough for him to let out a surprised squeak. It's familiar, but it's been a while since Asriel's heard that voice, so it's hard to place it at first. He turns suddenly, catching a faint shade of pink...]

Mettaton-!

[Is it him? It's hard to see him at first, especially out of a bad eye. But he turns quickly, and it's not a pretty sight. White fur is missing on the left side of his face, replaced by an pink splotchiness where it looked like something was thrown and splattered across his face. He opens his left eye, and there's an unusual glossiness to it that shouldn't be there.

When he speaks again, he sounds a little desperate.]

Mettaton, is that you...?

[mttbrandlegs]

[Oh...oh no.]

Asriel, honey...your eye!

[If there was any doubt as to whether this was Mettaton, it's erased by how he frets over the young boss monster before him, floating forward and reaching a nubby digit out towards the injury.]

What happened?!

[Mettaton isn't important right now. He'd died, and he had already squared with it. But Asriel had been hurt somehow...

You weren't there]

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[Asriel can't see it when Mettaton reaches out towards his eye, but his worry doesn't stop the relieved smile threatening to spread across Asriel's face. His eyes feel a little watery.

He's back. He really didn't disappear forever...

But ah... he noticed his eye. Of course he would, it's impossible to hide it. Asriel's tried.]

Me and Chara ran into some giant spiders that spit poison. The spiders almost won. Chara got hurt real bad and one of 'em spit something in my eye...

[He can't help himself. Asriel reaches out to try and hug the ghost.]

But more importantly, you're back! I missed you so much...

[mttbrandlegs]

Of course I'm back, I asked you to wait for me, didn't I? So I wouldn't dare keep you waiting for long.

[Mettaton would address the spider encounter later. For now, he was going to let Asriel attempt to hug him all he likes. Unfortunately, he's very intangible, so unless Asriel uses his own magical influence, he won't be touching much.

Mettaton, for his part, is still getting used to this...again...]

I'm sorry I didn't say anything, I've been following you for a little while, but...

[Haha. What does he even say?]

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I know, but... it was tough waiting anyway.

[Mettaton had said it himself, hadn't he? Sometimes you just. Disappear.

Still, ineffective as it might be, he's still gonna try clinging to him. He can't actually feel anything there physically, but it doesn't seem to be stopping him.]

You were following me? ... Why?

[Mettaton knows Asriel doesn't care what form he's in, he's just happy that he's come back.]

[mttbrandlegs]

I don't know. I know you've seen me this way, so that is not the problem.

I...mmh.

[The small ghost eventually backs out of Asriel's attempts to hug him, and there's a distinctly faded appearance to him, even more than usual. Mettaton hates it. It's a sign of apprehension in ghost monsters, and it's pretty...well, to feed the stereotype, transparent.]

It's foolish. But I don't...wish to go back to my body just yet? Of course, it's twice as stupid if one considers the fact that I also hate being a ghost. It's terrible! This isn't who I am! But the truth is, honey, I don't know who I'm supposed to be either.

So I suppose the short of it is...I didn't want to disappoint you.

[He fades out, just a bit more. He's so selfish, coming back immediately and wanting Asriel to take on the burden of his own crisis of identity. Stupid Mettaton. Stupid stupid stupid.]

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[Asriel watches fearfully as he starts fading. Is he doing it again? Is he saying the wrong things?]

No! I'd never be disappointed, no matter how you came back! I don't - I don't care what body you come back in or if you don't want to come back as a robot I just-

I care about you.

[Asriel clams up again, afraid that he might've said too much. Too many wrong things.]

Please just... stay?

[mttbrandlegs]

That's what you want?

[Mettaton's pupil-less eye affixes to Asriel's face, and he's so guilty...]

Haha, I do believe you. I just wish that I could cease to be a burden. It is nice to be cared about, though.

[The color starts to come back, with Mettaton's will to stay. He can't stop himself from crying a little, though. He'd been holding himself back for so long, he's been in tears ever since he came back.]

Happy thoughts...we need to be happy. We talked about it, right? Doing happy things and keeping an eye on each other. I...suppose it's literal now, since between us both, we've got full range of vision.

[Asriel's left and his right. It really is a little funny, if it wasn't also very sad. Mettaton had always been sightless in his right (save for the rare moment when his vision was properly split in his box form amongst the squares), but Asriel was probably not familiar with having a blind eye.]

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[Asriel nods, a little desperately.]

No more family leaving, please...

[He almost lost Chara. He always feels like he's on the verge of losing them all, being left all alone.

His lower lip quivers and his eyes are watering. He bites his lip and his attempt to not cry almost comes off as comical.]

I'd like that... though just seeing out of one eye is kind of- [stressful] -weird. I think I can get used to it... until I can get it fixed.

[mttbrandlegs]

I'm sure it can be fixed somehow. After all, you have already been changed once, unless we're going with the story that your tail just had an irregular growth spurt.

[Jokes? Are we making jokes now?

Yes, well, it's better than panicking over being a ghost and yet not wanting to be a robot. Happy mediums for everyone!

Still, he can't ignore the crying.]

...Asriel, I'll never leave by choice, you know that right? I'm not at all interested in leaving you behind. [Not forever.] I suppose this is all a wake up call, isn't it? For me, I mean.

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[The joke earns a small chuckle, and it's the closest thing to a laugh that Asriel's had in a long time.]

No, it's not a growth spurt...

[He smiles a little.]

I could probably ask Clu. He's really smart, he fixed my chest when it was turning to glass way back in July.

[He rubs at his eyes, but when Mettaton continues it's hard for them not to start watering a little again.]

Mm... I... I wouldn't leave you either. [Despite his plan earlier that he was going to replace himself. Mettaton, Chara, and Frisk... they couldn't possibly want this broken, ugly version of him. Do they?]

I really want you to stay.

[mttbrandlegs]

So stay I shall.

[Mettaton floats closer, hesitantly, then closes the remainder of the distance between them and leans against Asriel. This time, there's a faint solidity as he uses his magic to give him the ability to touch. He can't feel it, really. But he can touch.]

Mm, Clu? I feel as if I should be far more familiar with him than I am. Still, I ought to be grateful he helped you, and if you think he can help you again, then you should ask. Whatever can help you heal.

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I'm really glad to hear it.

[He's really glad for that. As soon as he can faintly feel Mettaton lean against him, Asriel will try to nuzzle him a little with his nose. It's probably not as effective as it would be if Mettaton were more corporeal.]

Clu's really amazing. [Though Asriel couldn't tell him why if asked.] He fixed my disk to save me. I owe him my life.

[mttbrandlegs]

[Perhaps not as effective as the usual, but Mettaton appreciates it all the same, and his incorporeal form manages not to give, so he's clearly starting to get a better hold on his magic.]

Any friend of yours is a friend of mine...but I wouldn't have thought you so trusting of others with that which represents you. Clu must be very important.

[He still doesn't get how the identity disk came about, but here in space, there's not much he does fully understand. Maybe one day he'll ask more about it. But what he does know is that the disk fully represents Asriel and is a physical record of his being.]

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He's really important!

[Or at least that's what his programming tells him and he's got no reason to question it.]

I should take you to meet him some time, since I need to find out if he can fix my eye anyway. Then you'll get to see how cool he is!

[Asriel could go on about Clu all day really.]

So... what do you plan to do now?

[mttbrandlegs]

[Mettaton wants to ignore that question. Because truthfully, he's got no plan at all. As it is, he does sidestep it pretty obviously.]

Well why don't we just talk some more about how things are? I must have missed a bit! How long was I gone? Was it only a few days like last time?

Are we able to go home yet, I wonder? We can't stay in Rinzler's home forever.

[It's very awkward there, alright? He got into a fight with the program, and that probably didn't help clearing the air. Dying? Even less so, Mettaton imagines.]

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[It makes sense that Mettaton doesn't really have a plan when he's just come back so soon.] You were gone for just a few days. And um, there's a new planet called "Earth 91c" and it's got all these Programs and AIs living on it. I was planning on going to see it soon... [As for Mettaton's second question, he gives an apologetic look.] Um, I don't think we can go home just yet unfortunately. Rinzler's been really nice about letting us all stay, but I would like to go back home soon.

[mttbrandlegs]

[Mettaton feels a twinge of discomfort when Asriel mentions the new planet. He doesn't want to explore it, but...if Asriel was going to go, then Mettaton might just have to suck it up. He doesn't intend to let the young boss monster go alone.]

It's alright if we can't. You're right, Rinzler's been quite hospitable so far. And besides, I'm certain they'll clear the regions! We just have to wait a little longer...

[Well.

He almost sounds convincing...]

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[Asriel doesn't expect Mettaton to follow him to a new planet, after what he's been through. If anything, Mettaton could use the rest... even if that's hard to do at Rinzler's home.

He rubs at the back of his head.]

Y-yeah! I'm sure they'll have it cleared soon enough.

Once it is cleared, do you want to stay with us for a few more days? We can move your body back home, but if you don't want to be alone... I um, I can stay over too if that'd be better.

[Chara and Mettaton both might not be very thrilled at the idea of spending more time in the same living space, which is why Asriel throws out the second option.]

[mttbrandlegs]

Oh...oh, it's alright, I'll move it. You needn't worry yourselves on my account. I did just...leave it there.

[The tone in his voice isn't...pleasant as he refers to his body. But even so, there's a twinge of discomfort. Small at first, but it catches, and the ghost averts his gaze downward. Since he is a ghost and has no pupils, the movement is subtle, but still noticeable compared to his usual body language.]

I wouldn't mind having you over, but of course...like I said, you needn't worry.

[Worry. Concern. Such admirable traits for someone who barely requires the attention. Just a pitiful snail farmer with a dream and no means. That's how he feels now, even though Mettaton knows much better than that. He made a life for himself.

One that ended in blood...]

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[Of course there's a reason to worry. You died.

That's the thought that runs through Asriel's mind, but he doesn't say it out loud.]

I don't mind. We were supposed to start doing fun things together, remember? And if you're not ready to go back to your body yet, then we'll help you move it back home. It'd be good to have it when you are ready-

[Asriel pauses, and his eyes get just a little bigger.]

Uh! Not that there's any rush whatsoever! Like I said, I don't care what body you have, so um...!

[Ugh, he's probably making this awkward already.]

[mttbrandlegs]

[Mettaton seems to draw a breath--not that he needs to--and looks up with a saccharine little smile. Too sweet. Maybe a little unconvincing.]

You don't have to try so hard. You aren't insulting me. And we did talk about doing fun things--we still can!!

What did you, ah. What did you want to start with?

[He's asking quite a bit. Putting it on Asriel's shoulders as usual. But Mettaton's not entirely recovered from what had happened. He's back to being functionally immortal though, so all the sadness, all the despair...

He could shoulder it now. He just has to stay out of his body.]

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[Honestly Asriel hasn't really been in the mood for "fun things" after watching Mettaton die, having Chara nearly die, losing his sight, and watching everyone around him throw a fit over Clu.

But Asriel tries to match the too sweet smile that Mettaton gives him. He doesn't pull it off as well though.]

Oh um...

[It feels like it's been so long since he's done a "fun thing", he's not really sure what to suggest.]

What about something simple? Like um... [Just think of something Asriel. Just something. You're not that far gone yet.]

A-aha, what if we just went for a walk for right now?

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Sure, sweetheart. You'll need to forgive me for floating though. No legs, haha!

[Smooth. He totally nailed it.]

After everything that has happened recently, a walk doesn't sound terrible. I'll even stay on this side to help you see! We'll be a proper set of eyes.

[So saying, Mettaton puts himself level with Asriel's blind side. He doesn't intend to make fun so much as try to spin it less negatively.]

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Thanks, Mettaton. I appreciate it, having one eye is kind of hard to get used to.

... I'm really glad you came back.