[Asriel wipes his eyes, but it just causes fresh tears to form when he looks up at Mettaton. He... he trusts Mettaton. Because who else can he trust in a place like this? Maybe if Pokey were here, he'd have some words to calm the both of them down. Ease some of their nerves.
But they really just have each other, don't they?]
Yeah...
... they can't be trusted.
[Asriel nods in agreement. He wanted to think it was different. There's nice humans here, but... there were nice humans in Nyoi-Cho too. And then they showed their true colors.]
Mettaton's jaw sets, so taut that if he could feel the pressure, it'd be excruciating. Chara...didn't really say anything direct. They hadn't openly spoken about who he was before this point. But the fact that they knew who he was, and had deemed it amusing to tease him with the information was the most galling.
It had taken every bit of his strength not to strike them down. Dream or not, others had been there, and Mettaton did not appreciate being reminded of an existence he had left behind--not to abandon his cousin, but to abandon that which he didn't wish to be anymore.]
They knew about me. About who I used to be, and...they decided they would tell a story. No names were used. For all that is known, it was all fictional.
[But what the others thought was never important. What Chara new was important, and the fact that they could use that information against him made his circuits feel as if they were on the edge of shorting, as if his very own anger could cause him actual, physical pain.]
They have no right. Even less so if what you say is true, and that they would openly speak of your past if theirs is revealed!! That is not fair trade, it's extortion!!
[And if Chara thinks they can extort him...then they don't know how very little Mettaton has to lose at this point, or how very short a fuse he has. Children are no more likely to receive mercy than any other sinners. Not from him.]
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Date: 2017-09-14 06:35 am (UTC)But they really just have each other, don't they?]
Yeah...
... they can't be trusted.
[Asriel nods in agreement. He wanted to think it was different. There's nice humans here, but... there were nice humans in Nyoi-Cho too. And then they showed their true colors.]
What did Chara say to you, anyway?
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Date: 2017-09-17 06:54 am (UTC)Mettaton's jaw sets, so taut that if he could feel the pressure, it'd be excruciating. Chara...didn't really say anything direct. They hadn't openly spoken about who he was before this point. But the fact that they knew who he was, and had deemed it amusing to tease him with the information was the most galling.
It had taken every bit of his strength not to strike them down. Dream or not, others had been there, and Mettaton did not appreciate being reminded of an existence he had left behind--not to abandon his cousin, but to abandon that which he didn't wish to be anymore.]
They knew about me. About who I used to be, and...they decided they would tell a story. No names were used. For all that is known, it was all fictional.
[But what the others thought was never important. What Chara new was important, and the fact that they could use that information against him made his circuits feel as if they were on the edge of shorting, as if his very own anger could cause him actual, physical pain.]
They have no right. Even less so if what you say is true, and that they would openly speak of your past if theirs is revealed!! That is not fair trade, it's extortion!!
[And if Chara thinks they can extort him...then they don't know how very little Mettaton has to lose at this point, or how very short a fuse he has. Children are no more likely to receive mercy than any other sinners. Not from him.]