[Mettaton reaches up, his arms taking hold of Asriel. He pulls the boy off his shoulders, setting him down on his feet. This time he doesn't wait to see if the kid can stand on his own, he all but drops him.]
Turn around, Asriel. Face me. Face me and tell me you're the only one who has something to lose. If you can't do that, then hit me. Hit me with your magic. We may not have much, but monsters can only express themselves with their magic. It cannot be fully locked away by some fucking portal.
Show me that I am wrong to be upset at your recklessness. Or don't. I don't care.
[The robot shrugs, and there's a coldness in his expression. If the face didn't do it, then hopefully the previous profanity would. Mettaton doesn't curse often, and never to that degree.]
But don't you dare run. Because if you make me waste my magic, I'll make you regret it. Do you understand?
And if you can't use your magic, then use your claws. Use your teeth. You still have those, don't you?
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[Mettaton reaches up, his arms taking hold of Asriel. He pulls the boy off his shoulders, setting him down on his feet. This time he doesn't wait to see if the kid can stand on his own, he all but drops him.]
Turn around, Asriel. Face me. Face me and tell me you're the only one who has something to lose. If you can't do that, then hit me. Hit me with your magic. We may not have much, but monsters can only express themselves with their magic. It cannot be fully locked away by some fucking portal.
Show me that I am wrong to be upset at your recklessness. Or don't. I don't care.
[The robot shrugs, and there's a coldness in his expression. If the face didn't do it, then hopefully the previous profanity would. Mettaton doesn't curse often, and never to that degree.]
But don't you dare run. Because if you make me waste my magic, I'll make you regret it. Do you understand?
And if you can't use your magic, then use your claws. Use your teeth. You still have those, don't you?