Would he be WILLING? To PERFORM? To perform for a childhood IDOL?]
Hansy. Darling. Light of my life.
[Mettaton's arm stretches out and snatches the microphone back out of his new friend's (!!) hand. He lifts himself up so he's standing on the outcropping now, and he poses. Dear god, is he posing - hip cocked, one arm draped over the top of his head and framing his face, the other clutching the microphone to his lips.]
I was built for it.
[More confetti appears, this time gray and intangible, like the earlier text. A disco ball summons over his head. Catchy synths are filtering out of his speakers.
Iiiiiiiiiit's SHOWTIME!!]
It's my own desire It's my own remorse Help me to decide Help me make the most of freedom and of pleasure Nothing ever lasts forever Everybody wants to rule the world
[He's dancing and singing as if he were performing to millions, not just one (albeit very important) person. Mettaton may have "fake" written on every single one of his actions, but if there were anything that was ever truthful or transparent about him, it is this: he lives to be on a stage.]
no subject
Would he be WILLING? To PERFORM? To perform for a childhood IDOL?]
Hansy. Darling. Light of my life.
[Mettaton's arm stretches out and snatches the microphone back out of his new friend's (!!) hand. He lifts himself up so he's standing on the outcropping now, and he poses. Dear god, is he posing - hip cocked, one arm draped over the top of his head and framing his face, the other clutching the microphone to his lips.]
I was built for it.
[More confetti appears, this time gray and intangible, like the earlier text. A disco ball summons over his head. Catchy synths are filtering out of his speakers.
Iiiiiiiiiit's SHOWTIME!!]
It's my own desire
It's my own remorse
Help me to decide
Help me make the most of freedom and of pleasure
Nothing ever lasts forever
Everybody wants to rule the world
[He's dancing and singing as if he were performing to millions, not just one (albeit very important) person. Mettaton may have "fake" written on every single one of his actions, but if there were anything that was ever truthful or transparent about him, it is this: he lives to be on a stage.]