My Bonded... I met him in a cell. When we were kidnapped by the Rathmore's, of course. Broken and chained, worse for wear. He's a pessimist to his core... And I, an optimist. He didn't believe me when I placed my faith in the rescue by the rest of the Mirrorbound. So I wagered a bet with him to keep him on his toes! If we were rescued, he'd get to Bond with me! What an honor...
Anyway. The outcome is obvious. We're still our opposites, and disagree frequently. But isn't such a dramatic contrast part of the allure...? An intensity to die for, and plenty of testy banter.
What he's like... Who DON'T you know, darling? Emet-Selch?
[mettaton menaced him in a valentine's kissing booth and everything. marie's efforts are greatly appreciated, whether she realizes it or not...]
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Anyway. The outcome is obvious. We're still our opposites, and disagree frequently. But isn't such a dramatic contrast part of the allure...? An intensity to die for, and plenty of testy banter.
What he's like... Who DON'T you know, darling? Emet-Selch?
[mettaton menaced him in a valentine's kissing booth and everything. marie's efforts are greatly appreciated, whether she realizes it or not...]