What prompted my decision... Simple. Because he thought we'd die, and I thought we'd live. A pessimist, versus an optimist... Classic. So we bet on it! And if I won, why, I'd make him Bond with me. Ahahaha...
[The room is a bit sparse, and Mettaton's voice bounces in it. There's the sound of shifting blankets, then the soft grunt of someone who must be asleep.]
I know you'll ask me next, why I chose him to Bond with me. Let's say that I merely followed my impeccable intuition! Don't you ever feel intuitively drawn to someone, darling?
voice; un: METTATON
[The room is a bit sparse, and Mettaton's voice bounces in it. There's the sound of shifting blankets, then the soft grunt of someone who must be asleep.]
I know you'll ask me next, why I chose him to Bond with me. Let's say that I merely followed my impeccable intuition! Don't you ever feel intuitively drawn to someone, darling?