Mettaton continued holding his arms out, completely still, not moving any body parts at all. [color=ed1c24]"ARE WE GOING DARLINGS?"[/color] He said, frustrated.

Asgore stood alone, leaning against his trident. He was deep in thought, the humans needed someone to defend them if a bad monster attacked them, otherwise they stood no chance, which meant it was his job to do. Asgore grinded his teeth, he wanted to find Frisk, he wanted to help them, but... Immediately he was interrupted by Papyrus, not seeing Sans' warning glance, he responded to his over-enthusiastic skeleton bluntly but kindly

[color=0054a6]"Oh, Papyrus, I don't really need a new captain, I still have Undy-"[/color] Immediately he was interrupted by a loud yell to his right. Asgore leapt into the air, only to see who it was. [color=0054a6]"Her."[/color]