Mettaton is sitting on a bench, waiting for Alphys in her lab. He was due for regular maintenance for some time now and his patience wore thin. "Where is that doctor?" He muttered to himself. Eventually, he started walking around looks at all the gizmos and gadgets Alphys has in her lab. The clacks of his knee-high heel boots echo around in the empty lab. Just then, Mettaton turned a corner into an area of the lab he hadn't gone to yet. He turned the corner and saw an enormous 500ft door. Next to it was a terminal and sign above it. The sign read; AUTHORIZED PERSONNEL ONLY. Mettaton decides to...
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