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[OPEN] Is it mayhem or just an ego trip? But only one can win

Who: Mettaton and YOU, WONDERLAND!
What: Mettaton’s birthday!
When: August 16th, 7pm to 9pm
Where: First floor, Room 50/52
Rating: W for WILD PARTY (Ok no more like PG-13 just in case)
Summary: Mettaton has a birthday party that involves creating an entire theater for his first ever Wonderland performance!

The Story:

On every wall in Wonderland (and quite a few statues and pillars) citizens will find a poster bearing the beautiful visage of resident robotic star, Mettaton! Emblazoned across the top of it are the letters M-T-T in sparkling gold inks, surrounded by an oddly rectangular robot, with one wheel sticking out the bottom. Anyone who knows will recognize that the arms look the same as Mettaton’s regular arms and could hazard a guess that the rectangle is supposed to be him?

Below that, there is a picture of Mettaton posing with a mic stand with a singular spotlight shining down on him. Below THAT, there are words:

HELLO BEAUTIES AND GENTLEBEAUTIES OF WONDERLAND! IT’S YOUR RESIDENT HEARTTHROB AND CELEBRITY DELIGHT’S BIRTHDAY TODAY! THIS NIGHT ONLY, COME TO ROOM 50 ON THE FIRST FLOOR FOR AN INAUGURAL PERFORMANCE BY YOURS TRULY!

COME MARVEL AT WONDERLAND’S NEW THEATER FOR THE PERFORMING ARTS! AFTER MY PERFORMANCE AT 7PM ANY AND ALL ARE WELCOME TO BRING THEIR DREAMS TO THE STAGE!

NO PRESENTS REQUIRED; ONLY YOUR PRESENCE! THOUGH THEY CERTAINLY WON’T BE TURNED DOWN!

FOOD AND DRINK WILL BE PROVIDED THANKS TO THE KINDNESS OF WONDERLAND’S BOTTOMLESS KITCHEN

NEVER SAY I’VE NEVER DONE ANYTHING FOR YOU, DARLINGS~! ♥

((OOC: While this is a party for Mettaton, it’s still a party. Feel free to make your own open top levels for any portion of this extravaganza!))

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Well, of COURSE I am the man of the hour, but there's nothing wrong with giving away a little of your spotlight. It gets you rave reviews in the magazines.

[Mettaton loves to tease. As you do.]

I had a blast on stage, Alphys, and I'm going to have a blast here in this after party of mine. Now, what's in that little box of yours, hm~?

[He knows it's a gift for him. Its gotta be.]

[She rolls her eyes, but blushes when he addresses her directly. Sure, he's her friend, but right now he just feels like the big star, and it's easy for her to feel like a little kid, unimportant. So she looks away, clings to the box for a moment, before holding it out to him.]

It's f-for you. For your birthday, and, y'know, j-junk. It's not much, I mean, I d-didn't know what to get you, since you can get, uhm, w-whatever you want, but uh, I hope you like it, uhm, a-anyway?

[He sees her shy start and just sighs to himself quietly. Oh Alphys. He takes the box, holding it curiously.]

Letting it be a surprise when I open it? Alphys, you know me so well! Whatever it is, I'm sure it will be lovely.

[If it's a bad gift, he'll pretend to like it. Alphys is one of only two people he would pretend for like that.

He opens it, giving the gift a good look when he does.]

[When Mettaton opens the box, he's greeted by a mini-me! Well, really, a mini version of his old box form, about as big as one of his attacks. It doesn't talk, but it does make a variety of beeping noises in the same tone as his voice and waves.]

He's, uhm-- I mean, a c-couple months ago I was making, uh, some b-basics of these to prank Sans, and then I started f-fine tuning them, and, well, t-this guy's been hanging around my o-office for a while and seems to be, uh, kind of g-growing a personality and stuff? So, uh, I t-thought you might like to keep him around. You'll p-probably get more, uhm, use out of him than me.

[She looks bashful, like she's not sure he's going to like it.]

[It has been a common occurrence tonight for Mettaton to go silent after receiving a present from his friends. Each time, it has been because it was something significant, or sweet, or deeply symbolic of something important to his relationship with them.

This is no exception.

Does she know? Did she do this on purpose? On this day, many years ago, she gave him a body that looks just like this, only bigger. And free for him to possess. It was the first time he had ever felt truly whole. And now here she is, symbolically giving him something that represented that, all over again.

He doesn't know how to feel at first, though a small part of him seems to whirr a bit in worry over how blatant this is, but he hushes it quickly. No one else who saw this could understand after all.

When it beeps it almost sounds like words to him, his systems immediately trying to interpret the binary it translated into. He doesn't understand it, not really, but he feels with time he may get some meaning out of them. He lifts the tiny robot up and closer to his face to examine it more.

But does this mean he's now RESPONSIBLE for something? Good lord. This is like a child. Alphys gave him a child. As symbolic and lovely as this is, and how cute this tiny version of himself is, he really can't be the one to take care of a budding sentient-

The Mini Metta, who has been staring at him as long as he's been staring at it, beeps louder and then swats him on the face.]

I!! ...Oh. I'm sorry little one, I was staring at you for too long, wasn't I?

[He holds it away from his face again as it continues to lambaste him through loud beepings. It puts its hands on its "hips", somehow giving him a Look.

He smiles gently at it. Well. He has a child now. He then turns that smile of his back towards Alphys.]

I would like to keep him, yes. I think we'll get along well. Thank you Alphys, this... this is very sweet.

[Alphys cringes a little when it hits him, because she's certain he's going to think it's too much, or not something he wants to deal with, but... he apologizes. Seems totally enraptured. And she can feel herself smiling, the tightness leaving her chest, her hands relaxing a bit as he looks back towards her.]

I'm g-glad you, uhm, you l-like him. I just, uh, you know, I thought this might b-be appropriate, considering the circumstances, and everything, so uh, let me know if you need a-anything with taking care of him, but uh, h-he's a pretty small robot, so it shouldn't be too hard!

[The Mini-Metta settles into his hand easily, acting as if there was never a worry that Mettaton would accept it. It turns back towards Alphys and waves, happy to be with Mettaton but still wanting to see her.

Mettaton holds it gently, making sure it won't fall out of his hand out of nowhere.]

Oh I will. He's going to give me a lot of trouble, I can feel it.

[He says that with a grin, watching the tiny robot jump up and down excitedly at Alphys's offer to continue helping him.]

Though, now you have two rambunctious robots to take care of. I hope you can keep up.

[Alphys smiles gently, waving a bit back at it. At least she's going to know where all her writing utensils on her desk are now.]

I mean, I've a-already been taking care of him for, well, a w-while! So I think I'll find s-some way. As long as you're r-responsible with him.

[As long as Mettaton stops getting into too much trouble. Probably. Maybe.

He won't.]

[Mettaton puts his other hand to his chest as the Mini-Metta begins to scale his body.]

Alphys! I am shocked and appalled that you think I wouldn't be the most responsible, nurturing parental figure to this little bot.

[This little bot in particular successfully climbs Mt. Mettaton and sits triumphantly on top of his head.]

I'm not saying you'd d-do it on purpose! I just k-know how often I have to, well, f-fix you.

[Because of something stupid he's done or because Wonderland just likes to throw them both into garbage hell at top speed.]

Besides, I wouldn't have g-given him to you if I didn't think he'd b-be safe.

[He gives Alphys a bit of a wink.]

You know you love it though! Life wouldn't be as fun without me around to shake things up!

[Also he knows you love to look at his ass. He's not blind, Alphys.]

He'll be the safest little bot that has ever existed. Nothing less than the best for my son!

[Said son starts to mess with his hair, parting it and braiding it and messing it up as much as he can. Mettaton reaches up and plucks him off his head, as Mini-Metta makes loud, indignant beeps.]

I should probably take this little one back to my room. It's past his bedtime.

[Kids have bedtimes, right? He distinctly remembers this sort of line in shows.]

[His son. This is so pure. What the fuck. How is he such a menace but also so cute??? She can't help but giggle at the bedtime thing, though.]

You know he d-doesn't need to sleep, like you don't, right? I mean, uh, I'm sure you're g-gonna do it anyway, to fit your, uhm, aesthetic.

[Thaaaaaaats Mettaton!]

[Mettaton laughs a bit as his son pouts in his hands, clearly not happy with the idea of a "bed time". He pitches his voice to a bit of a whisper.]

He may not need sleep, but I do every now and then. Outside of charging, I mean. About once every one to two weeks or so.

[He raises his voice back to its regular volume.]

Of course, Alphys! I'm going to make him some MTT-Brand Pajamas and he will be tickled pink to sleep in such high fashion.

[She laughs again, putting her hands over her mouth as she does, especially with how displeased Mini Metta looks. She manages to get her voice stable and wags her finger at the tiny robot.]

You l-listen to your father, now. He's going to take care of y-you.

[God, does this make her mom? Please don't let this make her mom. She can't be a mom.]

[Mini-Metta looks even more offended than before, beeping rapidly as Mettaton continues to laugh. He pulls the tiny robot closer to his body.]

See? Your mother is right. It's off to bed with you.

[Mini-Metta throws his hands in the air in defeat. Big Metta looks to Alphys.]

I should squirrel him away, all things considered. I don't want him to get stepped on while here. So I should let you go. But thank you, Alphys. I love him.

[Oh god she can't be mom don't DO this Mettaton!!!]

I'm glad you l-like him. Good luck taking care of him, he's a h-handful.

[But she's beaming, despite everything. This was a great success.]

[Too bad. Momzard is here to stay.]

Thank you, darling! But I don't think he's going to best me any time soon.

[Mini-Metta proceeds to give out a trill of beeps that seem to have a sing-song tone to them. We'll see~!]

I'll see you later, Alphys. Enjoy the rest of the party!

[Off he goes then, carrying the newest member of his family with him.]

[She giggles, waving after him.]

I'll s-see you later too! Good luck!

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PRIDE IS NOT THE WORD I'M LOOKING FOR... THERE IS SO MUCH MORE INSIDE ME NOW

THAT'S GAY

OH, MINI-METTA YOU OUTSHINE THE MORNING SUN... MY, SON

WHEN YOU SMILE! YOU KNOCK ME OUT I FALL APART

AND I THOUGHT I WAS SO SMART!

YOU WILL COME OF AGE WITH OUR YOUNG NATION

WE'LL BLEED AND FIGHT FOR YOU! WE'LL MAKE IT RIGHT FOR YOU!

IF WE BUILD A STRONG ENOUGH FOUNDATION

WE'LL PASS IT ON TO YOU!

WE'LL GIVE THE WORLD TO YOU, AND YOU'LL BLOW US ALL AWAY

SOME DAAAAY, SOOOOOOME DAAAAY....

this is gay

you do realize that now we've sung this song Mini-Metta Has To Die

NO!!!! it's fine. also we wrapped