Mettaton: *hair frizzes at the mention of the ship* W H A T ? !

Blooky: ....oh.....oh no....... cous--

Mettaton: *looks directly into the camera* W H A T ? ! *seething*

Blooky: m-metta, please stay c-calm. you're--

Mettaton: HOW CAN I STAY CALM!!!!???? THESE FREAKS ARE SHIPPING ME WITH YOU, MY COUSIN, WHO MAY AS WELL BE MY BROTHER FOR HOW CLOSE WE ARE!!!!!

Blooky: pl-please calm down. i don't like the n-noise. *shrinks down* i-i'm s-sorry...

Mettaton: *bits his tongue guiltily* *sighs* Blooky-- No need to say sorry, I guess was being a bit...*laughs a little*... dramatic. *fixes his hair* I just don't understand what is wrong with these people!

Blooky: i don't either... it's scary... why do they think we'd do th-that*starts tearing up* oh....oh no.... i'm making it worse....*begins to disappear*

Mettaton: OH DEAR! *hugs Blooky* Don't cry! It'll be alright.... *snaps head to cameraman*  *narrows his eyes* EXCUSE ME! CAN WE BE LEFT AT PEACE!

Cameraman: !!!! *turns off camera* *runs for his life*

Blooky's Rating:

no...please...stop... -666/20HP

Mettaton's Rating:

None of you dirty, no-good, sinners will ever be a shining star! HMPH! -666/20HP