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WHO: Kagerou & Mettaton
WHERE: A park in Heropa.
WHEN: After this thread, before the Russians Happened
WHAT: A walk in the park with a killer robot and a giant robot.
WARNINGS: None?

He... may or may not have left his 'assigned' town shortly after the conversation wrapped up. It hardly mattered to the ninjabot what time of day it was. He could wait. He would wait -- it seemed worth it to. After all, what else was someone like him supposed to do with their time?

Not see that 'house' he was assigned, that's for sure. Too many humans. Too many strangers.

Besides, flying took a while. This place really was as big as everyone was saying it was. By the time he touches down in Heropa, it's somewhere close to dawn. And by the time he locates a park, it's morning.

A 17' robot is bound to draw a lot of eyes, whether or not he likes it. All the more reason to slip into a convenient copse of trees, hunkering down. To say he's excited is something of an understatement. Aside from one, he's never met an AI this excited to see him. Or this... friendly toward him. It's comforting. Familiar. And for a while, he's adrift in memory.

... belatedly remembering he probably should send a message to his potential new friend to let him know he's arrived. Oops. So message he does. A short and sweet "Here" followed by simple coordinates.

That's good enough, right?

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Mettaton kept himself busy in his new home - and kept his mind free of sadness for his bandmates not being here with him - by literally consuming any and all media he could. He needed drama, romance, bloodshed... and material and inspiration for his own show! Sure, there was some political problems and unrest going on right now, but that's what his job always was: entertainment. To take the public's mind, and eyes, off the bad thing sin the world and put them where they should be - on Mettaton, the perfect and the beautiful!

His device chirruped a cheeky poppy tune at him, drawing his attention away from the news site. Probably Alphys, wanting to check in on him. Or maybe that skeleton wanting to hang out again? Or maybe - gasp! - a secret admirer, spurred on by the recently passed human holiday, "Valentine's Day!"

He looked at the message, puzzled. Co-ordinates? What? He checked the name, some kind of ID, to see if this would end up being a bad time if he went there. Needless to say, it seemed the shy giant robot had decided to come visit! Well, this made his day wayyyyy more interesting than it had been.

Of course, he wouldn't leave his residence without being absolutely fabulous - so he fixed his hair, metal-safe makeup, polished his gorgeous, long, shapely legs, and headed out. He unfortunately didn't have as much as he wanted in the way of outfits at the current time, so he went without - it was best to not look like he was taking this all too seriously.

"Goodness, aren't you a big boy!"

His tinny, synthetic voice sounded on the verge of laughter. He'd had no idea Kagerou was a literal giant robot! Perhaps Alphys' anime wasn't too inaccurate about the human world. Mettaton stood at a towering 7', but that was barely up to the top of the robot's leg. Hmm, maybe he could ask for a "Mettaton XL" improvement? Just for fun! A show, maybe. He could shoot laser beams out of his chest or something flashy like that.

He probably wasn't anywhere near as impressive as the smaller bot. Given how he'd been avoiding his place of residence, hiding out in alleys and garages -- he's more scuff than polish. Hunched over, a tree branch threaded through the panes of a wing.

And...

This shiny, lovely robot was speaking to him. Sounding happy to see him. His head jerked up, green optic widening a fraction in surprise. Sure, they'd spoken before, but that was over the network. This was in person. It was something else altogether.

He straightened up a bit, sitting forward on his knees, legs folded under him. "I'm sorry," he said, immediately. An instant, instinctive reaction. "Did you want me in another form?"

"What are you apologizing for, handsome?! Look at how beefy and tough-looking you are! A mountain of a machine!"

Mettaton held his arms up, stance wide, as if gesturing to show an audience how big and impressive this robot was; as if trying to embrace the existence of a giant robot. He's always practically sparkling - it's the good looks, charisma and star power that do it, naturally - but his eyes glow an extra bright pink in delight.

"Ooo, I have a friend! The one that built me? She'll appreciate this very much. I'm going to take a photo with you, sweetheart. Help me up so I can sit on your shoulder?"

Mettaton does have long, extendable, metal noodle-like arms that he can use to grasp and try to climb, but it was silly to try - especially in his pink, high-heeled boots. He marched right up to Kagerou, waiting to be scooped up.

Edited 2016-02-17 16:32 (UTC)

"Beefy..."

The word came out mystified. Like it was the first time he'd ever heard it before. Honestly, before meeting this robot, he'd never been called a lot of things, but that was beside the point. And he shifts his weight where he sits, his face feeling oddly warm.

So what if he couldn't blush? He could feel like he was.

"Ah... all right."

Something about the other's confidence made his own blossom a little more -- going from nonexistent to slightly present. He reached down carefully, until he could rest his hand flat against the ground. He didn't quite smile, but from the way his mouth twitched, he tried.

"She's here? Your friend?"

Mettaton excitedly climbed up onto the offered hand, hands akimbo and hips cocked to the side; he always aimed to keep the spirits up of everyone around him, and it was obviously hard to not smile even a little with him around. He was just so sparkly and happy! He was careful that the spike of his heels didn't get caught in any joints or plates of the hand.

"That's right! Dr. Alphys built me, and she's such a sweetheart. I'm going to send her a pic of us! She'll love it, and might want to meet you, too! Don't worry, she's all shy like you are."

Well, that was kind of something to worry about, given they may never actually be able to hold a conversation. Kagerou seemed like the strong, reserved, silent type while Alphys was a vibrating trash can of anxiety and sweat. He sat down all pretty, legs swept up beside him, and patted the hand.

"Up, up!"

"I don't know why she'd want to do something like that."

And it came out completely serious, too. He really didn't understand why anyone would be excited to meet him. To know him. It boggled his mind. He was only a prototype, he wasn't anything fancy. Something to be excited about.

His hand held perfectly still while the other bot stepped up onto it. He didn't even blink as Mettaton seated himself. Though he did make a quiet, apologetic little sound when he failed to lift his hand quickly enough. He was quick to rectify it though, obligingly lifting his new companion up to one broad shoulder.

"Is that all right?"

Mettaton climbed up easily, all shiny leg and plush, round butt flopping down with a heavy thud of metal meeting metal; true, he was lithe, pretty and long, but he was still made of materials that weren't all super light. He bent his legs at the knee and leaned up and against Kagerou's big robot face slightly, posing all elegantly for the photo he was about to take.

"Smile when I tell you!"

He fiddled around, trying to take a photo on his fancy imPort device. It worked like any smartphone, but he wanted to make SURE this would be UnderGram ready, with nice filters and lighting! He'd add the sparkle stickers before he sent it.

"Oh, okay, smile for the camera, darling!"

He leaned into Kagerou's face and smooched the robot's metal cheek as he clicked to take a photo.

He figured he could handle this. Smiling, posing... Shadowmaru always had been. Even when they were alone. Surely, he could manage that much. He was the other's shadow, after all. It wasn't uncomfortable, either, feeling the smaller bot clamber around his shoulders.

"I'll try."

He was looking, though, as his new friend touched buttons and got himself ready. It was a little mystifying, to be honest. Even if he knew exactly what was going on, he probably wouldn't completely understand it.

But he did try. His face flickering in an uncertain smile...

Up until that smooch happened.

Then he sort of... Blue-Screened. Because why was this happening. What was happening.

Mettaton was clearly satisfied with the results, laughing at the captured image. He swayed back and forth slightly, a little tiny stationary wiggle of delight and excitement, enormous shoulderpads just barely missing the giant robot's cheek as he hummed to himself. Filter, fix the lighting... add some sparkles... bam! Perfect! Even if Kagerou looked a little too nervous for his liking, he was used to taking selfies with nervous, shy people. His most beloved people were exactly like that!

"Absolutely gorgeous. I've sent this to my friend! If someone named Alphys contacts you, you MUST try to meet up sometime! Speaking of, are you from Heropa, or did you travel?"

He cheerfully chattered on, finally closing his phone after his message had been successfully sent.

He was seriously, seriously floored by what had just happened. Sure, he wasn't exactly a stranger to affection from other bots. But, really, it had just been affection from one other bot. And nothing like that. Nothing like a mouth on his face. And why was it warm.

Why was he staring at Mettaton like the other bot suddenly went from pretty glamour-robot to calculator-shaped? Because he'd like to stop. It wasn't accomplishing anything.

"You..."

Oh, wait. A question. Right. He could answer a question. Right?

"I flew. Here."

Words, Kagerou. Use your words.

"Really? Well, of course you did - anyone would travel any distance to have a chance to meet me, let alone when invited out. You're very lucky, Kagerou! But where are you normally stationed?"

He leaned back to admire the big, clunky robot "wings." One of his combat designs had something similar, only much nicer and elegant. He wasn't even sure how Kagerou could fly with those, but he seemed to get here just fine.

Blink. Blink a few more times. Clear your head. There are more questions. More words. Be social, come on now.

"Yes... I can see why."

If this bot did that to everyone, anyway.

He shrugged a bit. Wing panes rustling with soft scrapes of metallic sounds. "The Falls town," he said, a bit distractedly. "The name is hard to say. And read. I'm sorry."

"It's okay. In the end, it's up to me to know where I should be touring to meet fans, hmm? Honestly, the past few days have been such a blur! Something big is brewing, but it's my job to keep the minds of the many off the bad things in the world. And on me, obviously."

He'd crossed his legs and was bouncing one sharp-heeled foot to a rhythm in his head.

"You're busy. It makes more sense for me to come."

Since he really didn't have anything else to do with his time besides sit and mope. Which he'd been doing a lot of.

The bouncing didn't bother him. His plating was thick enough not to mind. But something else catches his attention.

"Something big?"

"Hmm? Oh, yes, some political thing. Been on the news and all. Not my problem, really! I'm interested in travelling, if that's what must be done! Getting to see even MORE of the surface world would be fantastic, darling!"

"News..." Well, that would explain it. He hadn't been near anywhere to actually hear the news. Let alone pay attention to it. "I haven't heard."

He trails off, though, for a new topic. Because it's easier to talk about other people.

"They say we aren't allowed to do that. To travel. Are you going to try anyway?"

"Oh, please. You think I want to get tangled up in this mess? I'll be somewhere new and exciting, taking lots of photos for my new photobook and picking film shooting spots for my new movie. They can't stop starpower!"

He laughs, like the suggestion he'd bother hanging around some dangerous area is worthwhile. He's not built for battle, and he'd like to see his bandmates again someday.

"... Good. I hope you can. I don't want something bad to happen to you."

Says the robot who just now met this guy. But hey, he can't help it. He's reminded too strongly of Shadowmaru to not care.

"Smitten already, are you? How sweet."

He gently pats the robot's head, in a slightly condescending sort of way. Unintentionally, of course!

"Smitten? I don't know what 'smitten' means."

Whoops. Sorry. He doesn't mind the patting, though. It reminds him of how you'd pat a dog. And that seems like something that's perfectly normal to him.

"It means you love me, like all my fans love me. Perfectly normal, darling. So, onto business - shall we take a walk?"

"Love you..." His eye -- the visible one -- gets suddenly wide, and he holds his hands up. "Sorry! I -- I'm sorry."

Because someone like him shouldn't say those things to someone like this. It's not right.

But he'll nod. Hastily. And move to stand, all at the same time.

"Yes. All right, yes."

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