aefenglom | ＊ You're marrying your Bonded now. You're filled with determination.

[Mikasa wakes up, stares at her watch for a moment. Blinks. Flops back into her hospital bed. Still woozy.]

Didn't...they do that last month?

MIKASA, DARLING. THERE YOU ARE! I HAVEN'T SEEN YOU IN A FEW DAYS...

[Huh! Wonder why that could be! (He and Mikasa often just cross paths, as it is. They encounter each other often.)]

ANYWAY. YES! THEY DID! BUT THOSE WERE A LOT OF BONDING CEREMONIES. AND DIET WEDDINGS. NOWHERE NEAR ON THE SCALE I'D LIKE TO IMAGINE. SOMETHING BIG. SOMETHING FLASHY! AND I WANT TO KNOW HOW MY IDEA OF A WEDDING... COMPARES TO THE REST OF THE MIRRORBOUND POPULATION.

SO. IF YOU GOT MARRIED... WHO WOULD IT BE?? DON'T BE SHY!

[Enjoy your funny little grumble yawn as she wakes up.]

They won't let me go...[It's almost mournful by her standards, compared to how she normally spoke.]

I thought you said we were marrying our bonded? [Don't change the question, she's too high for this...if only her confused blinking could be heard. Who would she want to marry out of her bonded?]

...Tendou. Emet-Selch [She said that wrong, the name slurring together.] is old...it'd be like marrying the runt.

[but wait there's more.] But I don't want to... [They'd only just started dating, too soon]

[Hmm... What a strange quality to her voice. She sounds like she was sleeping. "Won't let her go...?" What does that mean? He'll have to ask on it, but first:]

YOU HEARD ME RIGHT! I DIDN'T KNOW WHO YOUR OTHER BONDED WAS. UNTIL NOW! BUT YOU ARE RIGHT. EMET-SELCH IS OLD... AND WE'D BE MARRYING HIM TOGETHER, IF YOU CHOSE HIM! GOOD THING YOU HAVE CHOICES.

[Since that is his only Bonded. But let's focus on Tendou...]

WHY DON'T YOU WANT TO MARRY TENDOU, DARLING? NOT EVEN HYPOTHETICALLY??

Because I've only known him for a few months. I want to marry someone I've known for longer...If I'm alive... [Because she did want that domestic life, but she wanted to know who she was marrying.]

Why do you want to marry Emetselch? ...He's been married a lot...that means he's bad at it.

[Here she be, judging Mtt's taste. When she's been in love with Eren for ten fucking years.]

HOW SWEET... SURELY YOU'D MARRY HIM IF YOU COULD PRETEND YOU'VE KNOWN HIM FOR AS LONG AS YOU'D LIKE!

[It's so sad to hear her suggest if she's alive... How cruel. If she were here, of course she'd be alive, right?!

But she be here, judging his tastes. Mikasa... Mettaton doesn't even huff.]

AH. SO YOU KNOW ABOUT HIS MULTITUDE OF MARRIAGES. WELL! DO YOU ALSO KNOW THAT HE'S THOUSANDS AND THOUSANDS OF YEARS OLD? OF COURSE HE'D GO THROUGH MARRIAGES LIKE PAIRS OF SHOES!!

[He's not going to drag Mikasa for her heartache... Even if he'd laugh at her for trying to judge his tastes.]

AS FOR HOW BAD OR GOOD HE IS AS MARRIED LIFE... WHO CAN SAY? I WON'T KNOW UNTIL I'VE MADE HIM MINE.

[There it is: the full implication that he intends to marry that man.]

But I've not known him that long. That's why I can't say. [That's as close as he was getting there. She liked Tendou, an apparently the way they acted meant that a clump of people thought they were a couple... Though saying yes or no to Mettaton's question was too quick, even if she was on painkillers.

And he's giving her a Lot to think about, Emet's strange love life.]

...Saying he's outlived all the people he's married isn't good either. [Mtt plz] Are you getting married?

IT'S A PRETEND SCENARIO FOR YOU, DARLING! YOU CAN PRETEND YOU'VE KNOWN YOUR BONDED FOR DECADES IF IT PLEASED YOU. ALL FOR THE SAKE OF HYPOTHESIZING ABOUT YOUR DREAM WEDDING. SO THAT YOU CAN TELL ME WHAT IT'S LIKE.

[SIGH. Is it hard for these people to just pretend, for a moment, to marry their Bonded? Just so he can harvest and judge wedding ideas, for fun?

Mettaton hums at the second part.]

I DON'T SEE HOW THAT'S NOT GOOD? HE'S NOT A HUMAN. HE'S IMMORTAL. AND WE'RE NOT ENGAGED... YET. BUT WHO KNOWS?? WHAT THE FUTURE HOLDS???

[Yes he's going to marry him.]

[Wow Mettaton...That sure sounds like you want-]

My friends would be there...

[-depressing.]

...How soon is he getting married after they've died though?

[Getting married soon is tacky.]

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AWW. THAT'S SO TOUCHING, SWEETHEART! I THINK IT SAYS A LOT ABOUT YOU, FOR THAT TO BE YOUR FIRST THOUGHT. FRIENDS... YES. I CAN SEE THAT MAKING FOR AN EVEN MORE FULFILLING WEDDING, TO BE SO SUPPORTED.

[Really, Mettaton's touched by the thought. He wants to have friends present at his wedding, obviously! Mikasa, one of his groomsmen. ... He has no idea how many of her friends from home have passed on, victim to the viciousness of the world. Mikasa hasn't talked about that much. If he knew, it would strike a bit of a different chord. Slap a lil different.

Nonetheless, he sighs somewhat.]

WELL... WELL WELL. I DON'T KNOW. I NEVER ASKED. [Should he care about that? He doesn't think so.] BUT I DOUBT IT'S OFTEN. HE DOESN'T MUCH CARE FOR MATRIMONIAL AFFAIRS...

[Mettaton trails off, trying to figure out how the FUCK to explain an Ascian to Mikasa. That his current body probably... in form?? has married, had kids, the works. Just the once, he assumes, even though he's aware that he's had kids prior to that in different bodies. But then that body was shot, and Mettaton saw it, and he had to get a duplicate, and...

Emet-Selch has had many host bodies over his life. That would explain marriage frequency best, he thinks, but he doesn't quite know how to express that. There's a sound of humming and tapping of claws against metal while he deliberates.]

Most of them couldn't come... [She would mope to herself there. Because she's too confused to dwell.]

If he doesn't care, why are you getting married? [She worries about you sometimes Mtt.]

SIMPLE. IT'S BECAUSE I TOLD HIM I WANT TO!! I THINK HE'S WARMED UP TO THE IDEA.

[When Mettaton wants something and is also one's Bonded-slash-partner, he considers himself very persuasive and direct.]

ANYWAY. I WAS HOPING TO HEAR ABOUT YOUR BONDED SOME MORE, MIKASA. SO YOU'D HAVE YOUR FRIENDS... WHAT FLAVOR OF CAKE?

[Mikasa likes sweets. Maybe he could get her to talk about cake. She sounds kind of groggy... He hopes she's all right.]

That easily...Congratulations. [It's dry, even with her drugged state. Uh-huh Mtt. But her bonded, her friends and cake? What a little jumble.]

I like fruit cakes...And he likes chocolate ice cream. Do they do a cake like that? We made a chocolate cake together before...

[He bake yo.

Enjoy your sweet, sweet scraps of info as she doesn't think to not say.]

DID YOU??? WONDERFUL! AND PLEASING TO KNOW, THAT YOU'D BE NETTING YOURSELF A FICTITIOUS HUSBAND WHO BAKES. HYPOTHETICALLY. [If she's getting flustered, he's trying to temper her out... while also referring to Tendou as her husband. That's the game.]

I WONDER HOW YOU'D FEEL ABOUT A NEAPOLITAN CAKE. A CAKE OF CHOCOLATE, VANILLA, AND STRAWBERRY, TIERED... SO THAT YOU CAN ENJOY IT ALL. AND WHY NOT HAVE WHATEVER ICE CREAM YOU LIKE?? THERE ARE NO LIMITS TO THIS FAKE WEDDING, BEAUTIFUL!

[He doesn't tell her that having ice cream at a wedding isn't traditional, because it doesn't matter. If he likes chocolate ice cream, they should have whatever they want.]

But we've already baked? [It's not fictitious if they've already done it, is it? Or was he talking about the marriage part, she did not know anymore.]

Vanilla ice cream is my favorite... [The one she gravitated to if offered. Some might say she was boring, but her pallet couldn't handle too much and it had a special place. Even if mom's raisin bread would always be that unobtainable fav.] What would you have Mett- Meton[It petters out, did she just flub up saying his name? Yes... Yes she did. Making a little grumbly noise as she tried.]

[Ha ha ha HA oh it's so cute that she didn't pick up that "fictitious" was the modifier for "husband"... So this is her husband and the fictitious baking. Mettaton has to laugh, which he does. Heartily.

Puckishly, he clarifies nothing, preferring to leave it at that.

But Mikasa continues, and... royally beefs his name. If this were video, his screen would be flickering squares at a rapid rate in his consternation.]

METTMETON. DARLING, NEVERMIND MY ICE CREAM PICK. [The answer is that he'd want all of them.] ARE YOU DOING ALL RIGHT? I'VE BEEN WONDERING WHY YOU SOUND SO OUT OF IT THIS WHOLE TIME...

[Why was he laughing? Mettaton?

Not that she asks. Giving him an almost childish huff as she slumped in her bed. He might here some chatter in the background, a door opening, people walking around.]

I'm fine. [It's stressed. And might possibly be something she's said a lot the past few days.] They won't let me out of hospital till my leg has healed more.

BUT YOU'VE BEEN SOUNDING KIND OF OUT OF IT THIS WHOLE CONVERSATION. STUMBLING OVER WORDS. WOOZILY DRIFTING OFF...

... ...

[Mettaton stops protesting for a moment and protests what Mikasa said before he started talking.]

WAIT. YOU'RE IN THE HOSPITAL?! WHAT HAPPENED, MIKA-DARLING?!

[She snorts.]

Those things that attacked the slums a few weeks ago. One got my leg...Something about the shell on it is making it a pain to heal.

[Exoskeleton was very different to flesh. She'd expected her skin to just be under it when the shard had to be removed but....Yeah. That had not gone well.]

THE NUCKELAVEE... HOW THANKFUL I AM THAT IT ONLY "GOT" YOUR LEG, AND NOTHING WORSE!! THOSE THINGS ARE RELENTLESS! THEY STALKED HEMET-SELCH AND I IN THE WILDE EARLIER LAST MONTH. FOR MILES, I BET.

[Hemet-Selch.]

... I'M BEGINNING TO SEE THE BIG PICTURE. YOU'RE DOPED UP ON SOME MANNER OF VICTORIAN-ERA PAINKILLERS, AREN'T YOU? SOME CONCOCTION OF OPIUM AN ALCOHOL, OR SOMETHING... AHAHA.

Hemet... [Mettaton...It was a good job Emet-Selch's name was so...unique that his nickname made sense.] They're smart. I managed to keep them out with a barrier for a while but...

They knew about iron. [Maybe. Maybe they'd just thrown that shovel iron end first at her fairy ring by chance. She had no way of knowing, but it'd seemed intentional.]

I'm not sure what the nurse gave me...I can't feel my legs...[There's a pause for a moment.] They're there, I can see them. [She did have to check though.]

[Mettaton would probably not have flinched very hard even if she said she didn't see her legs. He's used to just not having legs sometimes. Even though he'd have to reflect on that oddity and recall that people couldn't just put their legs back on...]

OH, GOOD. SO NOTHING DETACHED! THAT'S FABULOUS NEWS ALREADY. [Still not thinking too hard about dismemberment as being a permanent thing for humans, even though he knows better.] BUT YOU'RE POSITIVELY RIGHT, DARLING. THE NUCKELAVEE ARE SMART COOKIES... THEY DIDN'T HESITATE TO FIND OUR HIDING SPOT! IT'S A GOOD THING EMET-SELCH'S SO GOOD AT BEING LAZY, AND THEREFORE EXCELS AT TELEPORTATION. MY DASHING EMPEROR SELCHY-DARLING CAME TO MY RESCUE, EVEN WHILE BLIND...!

[Do Not INteract With This Entire Statement]

IT WOULDN'T SURPRISE ME. INTENTIONALLY TARGETING YOU WITH METAL LIKE THAT. [A pause.] SHOULD I COME VISIT YOU??? OOOH, I COULD SIGN YOUR CAST!

[He never asked if she has a cast. He has decided she does, or will. And he will sign it.]

[It's times like this, Mikasa wished she only spoke to Mtt via text. Because that sure is a lot of words and a lot of things for her doped up mind to take in one go. She'd understood...about a fifth of it. Maybe. So Mettaton had gotten in trouble and Emet-Selch had saved him.

But hey, he was alright now.]

You can try...They've already made Tendies...Tendou leave. Apparently he was bugging people. [The dumbest of nicknames, Chicken Tendies.

Mettaton...They didn't cast stab wounds...]

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[Slow down there, Mettaton. You're losing her. ...Or maybe he's trying to addle her on purpose. It's fun. Listen to her right now, referring to Tendou as Tendies.

He laughs.]

GREAT. THEN I'M SURE THEY'LL HAVE NO PROBLEM WITH ME! [IMAGINE THE GALL. He's never "bugging" people!] IS IT THE HEOFONLIC HOSPITAL?

[He doesn't know any other hospital, hence his question. ...Mettaton doesn't often go to hospitals. For reasons.]

OH! YOU MUST'VE BEEN IN THERE LONG ENOUGH... TO MISS THE INVITATION WE RECEIVED!!

[Mettaton why this, she's in hospital and feeling so attacked right now. But the hospital name..?]

Uh..It's the big hospital. In the haven. [She couldn't exactly go read the sign.]

I've not, if I had been they'd have let me leave... [This was her most whiny. Even if it was still pretty deadpan. But there's a pause, an unseen tilt of the head.] Invitation? [Slow, like it's a new word. This is news to her.] The thing Howl mentioned? [She'd seen her housemate. Then panicked and went to bother Tendou to check on Tater and Pecker. Howl's reason for the message being promptly forgotten.]

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