Mettaton lets out a bright burst of laughter at Newt's confusion as it allows his snowball to hit him square in the chest. He rolls over into the snow, also laughing in kind, and Mettaton watches him, bending down to pack up some more snow into another snowball.

"It's an Italian luxury accessory brand! They're a very rich and high class company, known for their leather bags. My shoulders aren't really Gucci, but my brand is far superior to them, so while the comparison isn't perfect it gives it some context."

Very wordy, Mettaton! The whole time he's been speaking he's been forming a big snowball and when it is done he begins to slowly approach his friend, a wicked grin on his face.

"Now, I bet you would absolutely love to experience this MTT Brand Snow ball! Maybe... directly to the face?"

You better move, Newt, because this robot has got a mischievous streak a mile wide and will not hold back in Snow War.