[It's... certainly been a long ride. Almost two years, with so much changing in what feels like such a short amount of time. Both friends and enemies have been made. Fears have been faced. Honestly, Mettaton's learned more about himself in the time he's been in Audentes than he thinks he has his entire life.
...but sometimes, you have to move on. It sounds like a cop-out. Yes, yes, run away once the trouble comes in, but. But being back in Oska brought a sort of peace he can't stand the thought of letting go of. Audentes needs cheer, but there's so much more he can do outside of it. This is a team for waging war. For protecting.
It's not a place for an entertainer.
But first, there's people he needs to speak with. To bring cheer to one last time.
He finds the first one in the piano room, his own hands folded behind his back and a softer-than-usual smile on his face.]
Gigi? Spare a moment for your most glamourous of friends?
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...but sometimes, you have to move on. It sounds like a cop-out. Yes, yes, run away once the trouble comes in, but. But being back in Oska brought a sort of peace he can't stand the thought of letting go of. Audentes needs cheer, but there's so much more he can do outside of it. This is a team for waging war. For protecting.
It's not a place for an entertainer.
But first, there's people he needs to speak with. To bring cheer to one last time.
He finds the first one in the piano room, his own hands folded behind his back and a softer-than-usual smile on his face.]
Gigi? Spare a moment for your most glamourous of friends?