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HAS THIS EVER HAPPENED TO YOU?!

You are overjoyed at the sound of a new voice, you are drawn into the nostalgic delights of an old favourite, you are captivated with curiosity about a new game, entertained by the eventuality of your participation AND YET--

--there are still some hurdles left to climb. BUT FEAR NOT! Whether to test or to hone, to prepare or refine, whether to socialise or scout, you are now right where you need to be at the

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[As always when it comes to Mettaton, Frisk is torn in three different directions - biting back a giggle, gaping in open awe, and desperately trying not to blush. Would you smooch a ghost. Like the twelve-year-old who flirts with jello-mold and skeletons wouldn't.]

S-sorry! Um, I didn't know you were, uh, here!

[They're starting to rival Alphys in levels of stuttering. Oh, dear. But he just keeps - and with his legs -

This is a mess. Frisk is a mess.]

[He chuckled. It had been awhile since he had seen Frisk and despite the odd circumstances it was pleasant to see them again.]

It's quite all right, sweetheart. You know I'm here now, so the situation has been rectified.

[He continues to pick up chocolate bars and place them in Frisk's arms and hands, and at one point taking one and placing it on their head.]

So how has my favorite co-star been? I hope you've continued to shine like the star you are~!

[Frisk grins wide, and follows suit, balancing as many bars there as they can. Birthday presents shmirthday shmesents, this place has a nigh-infinite supply of food and chocolate and Chara might even find it cute that Frisk tried to carry chocolate on their head.]

Well, I'll be honest: Wonderland's a little lacking in the entertainment division.

[Oh, come on. They couldn't resist.]

[As he helps pile some chocolate on Frisk's head, he puts some on his own, striking dramatic poses every now and then when they get pretty high on either of their heads. Raise the stakes. Make it ~dramatic~

Okay so they lose some chocolate bars to the ground doing that, but that just allows them to try again.]

Tragic. Absolutely tragic. You and I will just have to solve that ourselves. I'm thinking lights, I'm thinking drama, I'm thinking ACTION-!

[He flings his right arm out sideways, causing almost all of the chocolate bars on his own head to go flying off and hit the floor.]

Oh. I hope those weren't important.

[He would offer to buy them more, but he was pretty sure his finance manager would throw another fit if they had to deal with more expenses on his behalf from accidents. Though, now thinking about it, he supposed that didn't matter anymore since he was in a totally different world.

....maybe he could blow up another limousine without consequences this time.]

[Wellllll those looked like they were mostly the almond kind anyway. Chara probably hates almonds. Almonds probably seem too much like grown-up food. It's a guess, but they think it might be a pretty good guess.]

It's okay! This place gives us whatever we need, so I mean, I can get more.

[They bundle the rest of them up in their arms and hope they're not too battered or melty.]

It's actually not that bad! The closets are magic and everything! And Alphys is here, too!

Does it really? How does that work?

[Ideas. Oh he was getting ideas if this was true.]

Well, if the closets are magic, it shouldn't be too difficult to navigate. And the good doctor Alphys is here? Fantastic! My left arm has been clicking recently so I am in need of a tune up.

[He holds out a hand to Frisk]

Do you need any help carrying those to...wherever it is you are going? What are they for, anyway?

Oh! They're for someone's birthday.

[He...probably doesn't know about Chara. And this might not be the best time to bring them up. Besides, based on the sight of him, he's looking to be from one of the better timelines.

They take his hand with a smile, but their brow soon furrows in concern]

Hey, um - this is kind of a weird question, but what's the last thing you remember?

[He walks along with them, letting Frisk lead the way to wherever it is they are taking their precious cargo.]

For someone's birthday? They must have quite the sweet tooth then, to want this many chocolate bars.

[He grins lightly at Frisk's question.]

The last thing I remember? Mmmm... that would have to be sipping champagne in the back of my tour bus. We were on our way to New York City. The city that never sleeps, can you believe it? I'd never been there before despite being on the surface for so long, and to be going there to perform...

[His dreamy sigh is accompanied by him laying his other hand not wrapped around Frisk's on his cheek. He lowers it though as another thought occurs to him.]

I suppose that dream will have to be put on pause until I can figure a way out of this place.

You made it to the surface!

[He's from one of the better ones, good! That elicits a bright grin in turn.]

There's...there's not any way out of here. But it's okay. Almost everyone I've met from home is here, and - and Wonderland, where we are? It's pretty nice. It gives us a lot of what we need!

[Which would be seriously sugarcoating it, given the nature of some of the...happenings here.]

[He looks at Frisk, puzzled.]

Of course I did, darling. Thanks to you, we all did. Do you...not remember somehow?

[His look of casual shock for a moment turns to real panic but he scales it back quickly so that Frisk can't see.]

No way out you say? That's quite alarming. But it's good to know it takes care of its unwilling inhabitants.

It's, um...pretty complicated. I can explain later.

[Like how Papyrus never got to see the premiere of Mettaton's new body. Or how they killed Mettaton in a few timelines, or...hah, well. That's not exactly something you start a conversation with. "By the way, I totally killed you, and also the dead kid that attached themselves to my SOUL is here too! Hope that's cool!"

Yeah, no.]

Yeah. A lot of people don't really seem to like it here, but it's not so bad! And Papyrus is here, and Undyne, and Sans too!

That's fair, darling, this seems like a lot to take in, so I'm sure I'll catch up eventually. You don't need to explain anything until you're able and ready.

[To be fair, if Frisk said "Hey, I killed you in another timeline!" His first question would be "Was it exciting? I do so hope it was dramatic and poignant."

He's the "I hope I go out in style" kind of guy.]

I'm glad that there is plenty of company to keep you and I busy.

Yeah! There's even these, um, events Wonderland likes to throw at us? Which aren't always fun. But we always make it through them.

[That came out a lot less stalwartly positive than they'd hoped. MOVING ON.]

And there's the sky! If you go outside, it's like we're on the Surface!

Events? Like, festivals?

[How odd. This whole world was...odd. And Frisk sounds like they have been hurt because of it. He tries to ignore the little pang he feels at the thought of Frisk being hurt again, but he tightens his grip on their hand slightly.]

Oh, delightful! So what is past this place then? Is there a city? [Were there native inhabitants? He didn't know if he actually wanted that answer...]

Kiiiiiiind of.

[Okay so they might've died a little bit. But they're used to that! It's all good, really. They're fiiiiine everything's fine.]

Sometimes there's parties and things, though! We try to have our own fun here. There's the mansion, where everyone lives, and some gardens and woods and stuff just outside!

[Kind of? That doesn't sound promising, but he feels like pushing further might not be the best thing in the moment.]

So there is nothing past the mansion, then? Other than these gardens and woods?

[Yeah, okay. This place is officially Freaky.]

I guess. Anyone who tries to leave just kind of...ends up back here.

[That's the...less fun part. Frisk tries to look appropriately optimistic, but there's still a flicker of uncertainty as they mention that rather important tidbit.]

So, we truly are trapped?

[How did Mettaton get himself into this situation? What a lovely feeling of dread to have settle in your heart. But, being the talented actor he is, he hides any changes and instead goes back to his usual smile.]

How long have you been here, then?

Umm, a few months, I think? It's not so bad, really! Almost everyone else is here, and we keep each other company. And...well, there's always something going on.

[Ever the optimist, though Frisk's smile is a little strained, notably. It's hard to keep up a cheery disposition after everything that's...happened.]

There certainly will be more than something going on now that I am here!

[He poses dramatically again, somehow getting the light to shine off his face, reflecting his eyes handsomely.]

I will have to entertain the entirety of Wonderland's residents until I am tragically ripped away by the next magical entity that desires me.

[His face turns...feline-esque and he winks at Frisk. He saw that strained smile and is trying to cure it the only way he knows how- performance.]

[Everyone's stayed more or less strong despite it, pushing through the worst parts and living and loving the rest. They'd expect no less from their friends. Sometimes they think monsters are more resilient than humans gave them credit for.

Frisk knows exactly nothing about entertainment and "show biz," as it were, but they think they have an idea where to start.]

There's a ballroom in the mansion, I think.

A ballroom! Ohohohoho, I have a lot of ideas for what we can do with a ballroom. We could have dance competitions, balls, regular parties, oh the things are endless~!

[He drops Frisk's hand and twirls in place to emphasize. His eyes are shining.]

We're going to have to get you the cutest outfit. If you're going to be performing with me, you're going to have to be top notch in your fashion. Luckily you're adorable so we don't need to do too much to you for you to shine. And if you have anyone else who you think could add to this, they are most welcome to help~!

[Ah-ha! They knew that'd cheer him up, and hopefully take his mind off the less than ideal things Wonderland puts them all through. Frisk's grin is back, pleased that Mettaton seems suitably delighted about the mansion's thoughtfulness.]

Ummm - do you know Papyrus? Skeleton who used to live in Snowdin? He'd - he'd really like to meet you, I think!

[How could they forget? Honestly, how would anyone forget a skeleton calling a literal rectangle his "favorite sexy robot"? That's not something one forgets.]

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