#platedprimadonna

If I’m one of your favorite blogs send me “hey loser” or “hey smiley trashbag”

Aw snap. An insult never sounded so sweet, especially from a familiar face. 

.。.:*・°☆ ... Huh. After all that time spent searching an empty Underground for Mettaton, Mew had come to the surface defeated - she’d figured she’d never see him again, never have to listen to him brag about his amazing body, the one he’d had while Mads had been stuck in some stupid dummy.

She’d hoped she’d never see him again, but...

Here he was.

Mettaton, Napstablook, even Shyren?

Waiting until the others leave, Mew slowly approaches her cousin, the much smaller animatronic having to strain her neck to look at him. She probably looks like a child compared to him.

     n e v e r  has he seen such color in his life. yes, he’s seen these particular colors, but always painted across the background of a grey sky or planted atop plastic lakes and rivers. this is bright, vibrant, far from  d i s m a l  and shined to a mirror finish.

     he’s   a   w   e   s   t   r   u   c   k   . 

* Undyne had been preparing for this moment. She didn’t have much in common with Alphys’s friend, but recently she had grown rather... impressed with his style of combat. And she didn’t just mean the way he handled a chainsaw.

She came up to the robot during his free time, stood before him, a dead serious expression in her unwavering glare. The eyes of a warrior. She would not accept no for an answer, and it showed.

“ I want to learn how to fight... in heels. ”

;tumblr user amalgarn - cancelled

Mercy looks up from their drawing and immediately smiles at the robot. They haven’t seen him in quite awhile due to his growing fame on the surface.

;they also don’t make u smart they just hurt

exactly. if they renamed them to something like “twat teeth”, not only would it be a more accurate name, but it would be hilarious when dentists had to refer to them.