Mettaton's hands clasp against his chest and his eyes turn to the void of the sky. Normally the look of pride now showing on his face is reserved for himself, but...]
I always knew I could count on that boy.
[He's so proud of him right now.
Mettaton flicks away a tear that isn't there and moves to pat Fugo on the shoulder.]
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Mettaton's hands clasp against his chest and his eyes turn to the void of the sky. Normally the look of pride now showing on his face is reserved for himself, but...]
I always knew I could count on that boy.
[He's so proud of him right now.
Mettaton flicks away a tear that isn't there and moves to pat Fugo on the shoulder.]
You're very lucky to have him.