Mettaton: "HM, I MUST SAY, YOU ARE A UGLY LITTLE CREATURE. I MEAN, I WOULDN'T BE CAUGHT DEAD WITH A STRIPED SHIRT THAT TORN...OR DUSTY. YOU'D REALLY BE DOING US ALL A FAVOR IF YOU PUT THAT DISGUSTING HEAD IN A OVEN OR TWO. IN-FACT-"

*The metal box rolls back, showcasing an overpriced oven with his face painted on.

Mettaton: "THE OFFERS UP! GOING ONCE! GOING TWICE! AND..."

*...You do not raise your hand.

Mettaton: "WELL THAT'S A SHAME, IT SEEMS YOU HAVE NO TASTE AND NO MONEY. POOR, UGLY, AND HATEABLE! WHY THE GALS AND GUYS AND PALS MUST BE ALL OVER YOU...TO KILL YOU...BECAUSE YOU SUCK AT 110%! ON THE TOPIC OF YOU BEING A WASTE OF SPACE, WOULD YOU LIKE TO HEAR MY TOP 15 REASONS TO WHY YOU'RE AWFUL? NUMBER 15, YOU HATE PUZZLES. WHO HATES PUZZLES? SO WEIRD! NUMBER 14-"

???: "Deviations worsening, connection with [Vessel.Fr] briefly lost, calculating changes to-"

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Mettaton: "HEY! THE KILLER ROBOT SCHTICK IS MY THING! CAN IT YOU-"

*You step forward.

Frisk: "Alphys."

???: "..."

Mettaton: "Alphys? HA! WHILE YOU WERE BUSY DOING YOUR R-RATED ACTIVITIES ALPHY'S WAS RUNNING AROUND EVACUATING PEOPLE TO SAFETY! NOW THEY'RE IN A PLACE YOU'LL NEVER FIND! DECIDING NOT TO FIGHT YOU. MY MY, SHE REALLY IS THE ONLY SMART ONE, ISN'T SHE? BUT I'M NO MINDLESS BUCKET OF BOLTS EITHER! I CAN TILL YOU'RE ITCHING TO TEAR ME TO SHREDS...AND ALL I'VE GOT TO SAY TO THAT IS... T-O-U-G-H-L-U-C-K! THIS WORLD NEEDS MORE STARS THAN IT NEEDS CORPSES! TOODLES!"

???: "...[Vessel.Fr] changes seem beneficial for now, further calculations will be done while [Vessel.Fr] eliminates Hotland monsters...correct?"

*...You nod. You then move onward. (gratitude)