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[CLOSED] Sweet dreams, come closer to me. I will hold you tight so you have nothing to worry about
Who: Mettaton and Napstablook
Where: Mettaton’s bedroom
When: 3/3, at Night
Rating: PG-13, will update if needed
Summary: Napstablook gets spooked by reading some scary stories. In going to their cousin for comfort, they stumble upon something they weren’t meant to see.
The Story:
[The sun set awhile ago on this day, the night fully bloomed. It’s the time when the least amount of people travel through the Mansion, and it’s the perfect time for anyone up to no good to do just that. No good.
Mettaton sits in front of his floor mirror, quietly writing on its glass surface. His tiny child Mini “sleeps” soundly, having been plugged into their special charging port by Mettaton’s bed. The small bot needs more charging time than he does, not having the same energy-saving capabilities he was designed with. Bun also snoozes away in her enclosure, dreaming of whatever it is that rabbits dream.
All in all it’s a peaceful night, one that Mettaton doesn’t want to disturb with his voice, hence his flowing script on the mirror. As he writes he gets responses pretty quickly; he frowns as he does, looking guilty and erasing his writing as he goes to make room for more. His back is to the wall as he continues to “talk”.]
Where: Mettaton’s bedroom
When: 3/3, at Night
Rating: PG-13, will update if needed
Summary: Napstablook gets spooked by reading some scary stories. In going to their cousin for comfort, they stumble upon something they weren’t meant to see.
The Story:
[The sun set awhile ago on this day, the night fully bloomed. It’s the time when the least amount of people travel through the Mansion, and it’s the perfect time for anyone up to no good to do just that. No good.
Mettaton sits in front of his floor mirror, quietly writing on its glass surface. His tiny child Mini “sleeps” soundly, having been plugged into their special charging port by Mettaton’s bed. The small bot needs more charging time than he does, not having the same energy-saving capabilities he was designed with. Bun also snoozes away in her enclosure, dreaming of whatever it is that rabbits dream.
All in all it’s a peaceful night, one that Mettaton doesn’t want to disturb with his voice, hence his flowing script on the mirror. As he writes he gets responses pretty quickly; he frowns as he does, looking guilty and erasing his writing as he goes to make room for more. His back is to the wall as he continues to “talk”.]