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[A cheery and not at all existentially concerning way of putting it. Not a thought that's going to sit with him for the next few weeks, especially as he hears more accounts of people going home - and forgetting their time here - only to return. Not that the time here is wasted - of course it's worthwhile to work hard and make the best Papyrus of himself that he can... But it's strange to think he'll forget it but others will remember it. Still, they're talking about Mettaton, and his apparent years here.]
OH. OHHHHHH, YOU ARE?
[That doesn't explain everything, but maybe it explains a few things. The Coven did give something of a rundown of what that means, after all. Enough for Papyrus to have already concluded he'd rather try every alternative first, but enough to know this is someone who has Mettaton's back. An anchor, or something... and maybe, something more? Mettaton the generous (if not always the kindest), putting a previous Papyrus up in his home... Emet-Selch, his Bond, remembering and yet teasing the random monster in their midst.]
WELL, THEN, LET ME BE THE FIRST TO SAY, THANKS FOR LOOKING OUT FOR HIM!! AND MAKING SURE HE DOESN'T, HAVE THE SORTS OF PROBLEMS MONSTERS HAVE HERE. CAPITALIZED MONSTERS.
[Emet-Selch is a one-stop-Ascian for reminders of existential misery, futility, pessimism, and a generally bleak outlook. Though if pushed, he would have to reluctantly admit the time here wasn't truly wasted... if only because how could something be wasted if it didn't change anything, didn't matter in the first place?
(It mattered still, he knew).]
Mm... you're welcome. I do take fine care of him, I agree. He'd get into far too much trouble without me.
[And different sorts of trouble with him.]
Speaking of monsters and Monsters... are you still turning into a dog?
[Phew, that's good to hear. He'll have to contact Mettaton soon. Break the news that he doesn't recall the hospitality of before, but appreciates it all the same... Find out what he's turned into... Well, maybe he'll just take a look around social media for that question.]
SO IT WAS A DOG... WHAT A TERRIBLE FATE.
[Truly, his... what even to call it. Alternate? Past self? The other Papyrus had a rough deal. Fortunately the fur in that picture didn't look white - a small blessing, to be sure, but the alternative is one he counts himself doubly lucky for dodging. Imagine turning into a white dog. The worst.]
NO, I'VE HAD THE FORTUNE OF LOSING MY MAGIC... TO BE REPLACED WITH DIFFERENT MAGIC??? THE POSSIBILITIES ARE DIZZYING.
[Could he mention that Mettaton is a puca now? Sure, but he also decides not to volunteer it, mostly on a whim.]
Not a fan of dogs, or not a fan of turning into one? I think most would agree with the latter.
[Dogs and their bones... he wondered if the same applied to dogs and their very own skeletons. An unfortunate transformation, now that he thought about it.]
But a mage then... congratulations on your upgrade. Primitive as this world's magic is, 'tis still better than the alternatives.
[He's not sure why Emet-Selch is calling it the worse alternative, but it makes that other message, complaining about the term, seem maybe a little more important.]
BUT LET'S JUST SAY, A CERTAIN DOG BACK HOME... WOULD BE HORRIBLY SMUG ABOUT IT.
[Worse, it would probably be even more snuggly. Truly unbearable.]
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OH.
OHHHHHH, YOU ARE?
[That doesn't explain everything, but maybe it explains a few things. The Coven did give something of a rundown of what that means, after all. Enough for Papyrus to have already concluded he'd rather try every alternative first, but enough to know this is someone who has Mettaton's back. An anchor, or something... and maybe, something more? Mettaton the generous (if not always the kindest), putting a previous Papyrus up in his home... Emet-Selch, his Bond, remembering and yet teasing the random monster in their midst.]
WELL, THEN, LET ME BE THE FIRST TO SAY,
THANKS FOR LOOKING OUT FOR HIM!!
AND MAKING SURE HE DOESN'T, HAVE THE SORTS OF PROBLEMS MONSTERS HAVE HERE.
CAPITALIZED MONSTERS.
[Since no one can tell in the ongoing capslock.]
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(It mattered still, he knew).]
Mm... you're welcome. I do take fine care of him, I agree. He'd get into far too much trouble without me.
[And different sorts of trouble with him.]
Speaking of monsters and Monsters... are you still turning into a dog?
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SO IT WAS A DOG...
WHAT A TERRIBLE FATE.
[Truly, his... what even to call it. Alternate? Past self? The other Papyrus had a rough deal. Fortunately the fur in that picture didn't look white - a small blessing, to be sure, but the alternative is one he counts himself doubly lucky for dodging. Imagine turning into a white dog. The worst.]
NO, I'VE HAD THE FORTUNE OF LOSING MY MAGIC...
TO BE REPLACED WITH DIFFERENT MAGIC???
THE POSSIBILITIES ARE DIZZYING.
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Not a fan of dogs, or not a fan of turning into one? I think most would agree with the latter.
[Dogs and their bones... he wondered if the same applied to dogs and their very own skeletons. An unfortunate transformation, now that he thought about it.]
But a mage then... congratulations on your upgrade. Primitive as this world's magic is, 'tis still better than the alternatives.
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I'M FINE BEING A MONSTER.
[He's not sure why Emet-Selch is calling it the worse alternative, but it makes that other message, complaining about the term, seem maybe a little more important.]
BUT LET'S JUST SAY, A CERTAIN DOG BACK HOME...
WOULD BE HORRIBLY SMUG ABOUT IT.
[Worse, it would probably be even more snuggly. Truly unbearable.]