78 - DEATH REPORT

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(FRISK POV)

Chara, while she was recovering, kept trying to teach me more and more Spanish... to no avail. I already forgot most of what I learned yesterday. As soon as she could comfortably walk, we made our way into a very dark cave. I called Alphys, in the hopes that she could use some of her hacking skill to turn the lights on, like she did back on the set of the cooking show.

     "Y-yeah! M-My hacking skills have got things covered!" Alphys hung up and soon after, large studio lights came on.

     The cave was actually extremely large, and we seemed to be on an action movie set, with a comically large bomb in the far back of the room, and the entire northern portion filled with directors and writers and cameramen and various other staff for the set of a movie or show. Huge screens on the wall, presumably outside of range of the camera, showed Chara and I, awestruck at the scene set for us.

     "Are you serious?!" Chara threw her hands up.

     "OHHHHHH YESSS!!!" Mettaton flew in wearing a very fashionable red suit, reading a teleprompter in the shape of a speech bubble behind the set. "GOOD EVENING BEAUTIES AND GENTLEBEAUTIES! THIS IS METTATON REPORTING LIVE FROM MTT NEWS! AN INTERESTING SITUATION HAS ARISEN IN EASTERN HOTLAND! FORTUNATELY, OUR CORRESPONDENTS ARE OUT THERE, REPORTING LIVE! BRAVE CORRESPONDENTS, PLEASE FIND SOMETHING NEWSWORTHY TO REPORT!" He gestured to various ordinary looking objects around the set. "OUR TEN WONDERFUL VIEWERS ARE WAITING FOR YOU!!" Chara and I suddenly had news microphones in our hands modeled after Mettaton's face. Knowing that our likely demise is on the line (as per journalistic standards, according to Mettaton's backwards human-killing mentality), Chara and I got to work.

     While Chara was inspecting some of the other things, I went straight for a book on the floor. It was purple, and showed Mettaton's gloved robotic hand holding another of Mettaton's hands. It was called 'Meta-termination'

Alright, Frisk. Game face.

     "Well, Mettaton," The cameras pointed at me. "We are here live on the scene where there is a book, with many references to you, maybe."

     "OOH LA LA! THIS MANUSCRIPT YOU FOUND... IS DYNAMITE!!! THOUGH I DIDNT MAKE AN APPEARANCE UNTIL THREE-FOURTHS IN. BUT I LIKE THAT. APPEARING FROM THE HEAVENS LIKE MANNA, SLAKING THE AUDIENCE'S HUNGER FOR GORGEOUS ROBOTS... OOH! THAT'S METTATON!"

     Meanwhile, Chara was looking around and found...

     "Uhh... Look at this!" The cameras pointed at her. "A... completely nondescript cup of...water?" She was holding a cup of clear liquid, that might be water, but usually it evaporates on the spot in Hotland. So I couldn't really be sure.

"OH MY!!!" Mettaton started. "ANYTHING CAN MAKE A GREAT STORY WITH ENOUGH SPIN!" Chara caught on to what he was hinting at, and changed her story.

"But this water has a... a secret! Yes! A secret, this water... Is a bomb!"

Cue the cheesy suspenseful music. Nothing happened.

"REALLY?"

"But of course!" Chara brought the cup closer to the cameras. "The only reason it's not exploding right now is because the fuse is... uh... wet?" I waited with baited breath for Mettaton's response.

"YOURE..." Chara bit her nails. "ABSOLUTELY." Before Mettaton could finish, the cup started hissing. One of Mettaton's fingers on the cover of the book I was holding sparkled like a fuse in a cartoon. In fact, everything was a bomb! "CORRECT!!! BUT THATS NOT ALL... YOU HAVENT EVEN SEEN HALF THE ITEMS YET!" Cameras pointed to the other objects around the room, on the screens we could clearly see that there was a basketball... that was actually a bomb. A present... with a bomb in it. And a seemingly normal dog... who's tail was a lit fuse. "OH MY! IT SEEMS EVERYTHING IN THIS ROOM IS ACTUALLY A BOMB! EVEN MY WORDS ARE..." Mettaton's teleprompter dropped out of nowhere and exploded five feet from me. I may have screamed, but the bomb left my ears ringing so loud that I couldn't tell. "BRAVE CORRESPONDANTS... IF YOU DONT DEFUSE ALL OF THE BOMBS..." Mettaton flew over to a large red bomb with a timer on it that we somehow didn't notice before. "THIS BIG BOMB WILL BLOW YOU TO SMITHEREENS IN TWO MINUTES!"

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