[They're probably coming up against something they shouldn't press into further, but they're seized with a wild, feverish energy, that familiar burst of
* Determination.]
If it was so dangerous, why did everyone keep it around? It was useful. Ford's portal was dangerous, and they still used that. Dipper wouldn't have gotten us all together to destroy it if it wasn't dangerous. Said it could cause the end of the world.
[There's a little sealed envelope left outside Alphys' door. Inside is a small bunch of pictures- various candid (and secret) shots of some of the monsters from the Underground, nice shots where they're enjoying themselves, like at Evelyn's ball or one of the movie showings.
One of them is even of Undyne in her summerween costume, though Max doesn't fully grasp the significance of that one.
A small note accompanies the pictures.]
Thank you so much for your help. I dunno how I'll ever repay you. Have these pictures to start with- my camera works! :) And all you monsters are pretty fun to take pics of.
[What if it's worth the risk. It rings in her ears, brings up something she doesn't understand, because none of it's at all put together. It's the feeling of holding a stack of papers. It's the feeling of gripping a bony hand, too tight, too hard. It's the feeling of her bare feet on the hot metal of the CORE, too late, too late, too late.
She doesn't know what this is adding up to. She doesn't know where it started, in the first place.]
i idon t konwo i odnt know id ont know
im sorry im sorry im sorry i don twant anyone else to get hurt i dont there s a lot of things from the underground that happened and theyre not its not all clear i dont
i cant do this we can find something else anything else please
It should be disconcerting, the way their first instinct is the familiar chime of * In my way. She has ceased to be useful. Panicking, most likely. And then there's the thrill of empathy, of worry, of concern. They force it down, back, away. It isn't contributing properly.]
Never mind. Forget I said anything.
[They could ERASE this conversation from her memory, maybe. That's a possibility. Reach for their latest LOAD.]
[She... she doesn't know how to handle this, when she gets it. She smiles flipping through the pictures, feels her throat choke up at Undyne, and has to put everything down to just hold it for a while. Something physical. Something real for someone lost. Maybe that's how Max feels about her camera. The thought just makes her grip harder.
A couple hours later, she sends a text to Max.]
hey!! i got the photos theyre all so good thank you and uhm im glad i could help!!!! honestly i wasnt sure if that had really happened or not 'cause you know wonderland n stuff lmao but thank you really =^w^=
Ah well. Their last LOAD glimmers temptingly but it's situated far back - too far for them to feel much like repeating the same actions over again. They don't feel like trying to trick Chara out of their own suicide attempt a second time, especially since Chara won't fall for it a second time.
[Mettaton would have tried to pose or do something, but he's more preoccupied in focusing his magic on keeping his midsection together, so he just waves jauntily when she comes in.]
Alphys! I'm glad you're here! I know I should have said something earlier but I was busy, you were busy, I had to make sure things went well for my birthday, you know how it is.
Alphys, Alphys, please! It's gonna be fine, just some structural damage. Nothing vital.
[Yuuuup, there she goes.]
All right, I'll go. See you in a bit.
[He stands up, his body creaking a little but he ignores it, sashaying out of the room and walking next door to Alphys's lab.
When he gets there, it's pretty dark. He turns the light on to make sure he doesn't trip on some doodad of hers while making his way to her work table. He passes various metal scraps and... ripped up soda cans? Is Alphys... collecting trash? Here? In WONDERLAND? Where everything is given to you for free???? Oh, she is going to get the lecture of a lifetime.
He continues to glare so much at a small, dissected aluminum can that he doesn't notice the large hulking thing lumbering out of the shadows until it has already wrapped its arms around Mettaton's waist and lifted him in the air.]
Wait, what is- AHHHHHHHHHH!!! AHHHHHHHHHHH!!! ALPHYS!!! HELP!!!! SOMEONE HELP!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!
[His screams are loud and piercing as he flails uselessly in the arms of the worst teddy bear in the world.]
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