Take Initiative.

[trustharder]

It seems things have been resolved - peacefully, if more than a little awkwardly for most parties involved. However, there's still work to do here, isn't there? Ryuunosuke shrugs after a long moment; tips his head up a bit. "Hey, Glory? Let everyone up." And apparently that's all it takes, though what that actually does isn't something that happens all at once - rather, panels slide out from the wall, forming a staircase up to that balcony they've been standing on. Mettaton doesn't really wait for the others to join them; he just leaves back through that section of wall they entered from, calling something back over his shoulder. "We've got another room to work from back here, darlings, this shouldn't take too long to work out." >Follow?

Comments

[cherryblooded]

That's good to hear. But even if we had to start from the basics of 'pick up after yourself' and 'don't keep people who have to sleep up past a reasonable hour', I'm sure I'd still enjoy living with you.

[ratingspoint]

...As long as you're sure.

[cherryblooded]

I've never been more sure of anything, my dear.

I'm not going to turn you out on the street once I get tired of you. Was that a concern?

[ratingspoint]

...Why would you ever get tired of me, though.

[...SOME THINGS NEVER CHANGE.]

[cherryblooded]

[No, they never do. But it makes him chuckle.]

Glad to see you're still the same Mettaton I know and love.

[ratingspoint]

Oh, that's never going to change, don't worry about that.

[cherryblooded]

I won't, then.

[...he's getting the tiptoe forehead kiss again.]