[Sans's smile brightens and Mettaton grins back. He turns and begins to lead the way to his apartment and Mettaton follows, pulling his hat down over his face so that no one sees who he is. As he climbs the stairs he instinctively checks around him for cameras- if any paparazzi caught sight of him walking into some random monster's apartment, it would be the headline in the tabloids for weeks. Luckily no one sees him to his knowledge and he slips in, looking curiously around Sans's apartment.
It's actually not as bad as he thought it might be. It's certainly not the Ritz, but he can see its charm. It's cozy. He sits down on one of the mismatched chairs, trying and failing to elegantly tuck his long legs in as he does. He grins as Sans speaks.]
Your brother is a fan, is he? If you want you can give him my autograph as proof that the great Mettaton graced your apartment with his presence!
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Date: 2018-11-02 02:56 am (UTC)It's actually not as bad as he thought it might be. It's certainly not the Ritz, but he can see its charm. It's cozy. He sits down on one of the mismatched chairs, trying and failing to elegantly tuck his long legs in as he does. He grins as Sans speaks.]
Your brother is a fan, is he? If you want you can give him my autograph as proof that the great Mettaton graced your apartment with his presence!