Black screen.
[I noticed that there's some time left on the video between me driving and what happened in the house. It had just cut past the corrupt footage and straight to me driving the car. I managed to restore the video after a couple of hours of tampering with it.]
The video is now on. Sans is holding the camera, standing next to his car by where they had parked. Frisk and Mettaton were standing in front of him, a stern look on Mettaton's face while Frisk was holding a knife close to their side. Both of them have drops of blood on them.
"I did what I had to," Mettaton said.
"You broke his leg with a rock! That's the opposite of what 'break a leg' actually means in the film industry!" Sans said.
"You tried to stab him with my knife, too," Frisk said, "This was to be used in cases like Asgore, where I would have to fight before I give them mercy. Not to attack someone."
"He was going to kill us," Mettaton said.
"His leg is just broken, you tried to grab the knife after you broke it. He was in no state to attack us like that."
"I̵̡̿ ̶̢͘c̴̘̅o̷̬͗ṵ̷͠l̸͇̓ḑ̵̈́ ̸̤͊h̵̜̓a̶̯͝v̷̙̈́e̷̮̓ ̶̰̀d̸̛̜ö̶̙́n̸̘͌e̷̠͂ ̴͔̓w̷̛̫o̵͙͗r̷͇̀s̵͔͘ë̶̪́ ̶̻̄p̴̣͂ṟ̸̊o̵̡͝b̴͖̾a̴̡̚b̶̥̅l̴̗̆ÿ̷͇́.̷̼̀(I could have done worse probably.)" Mettaton was frowning at the camera.
The camera suddenly cuts. Only Mettaton is on screen.
"-found your hotel, sent the package to your door, it was too easy to find you both," Mettaton was saying.
"Where's Papyrus?" Sans asked, the camera moving to the side and pointing down at the grass.
"I know where he is, but lay low for now," Mettaton said, sounding as if he was in a rush. "If you go to Papyrus, you'll lead Burgerpants to him."
"Burgerpants tried to attack you in there, he ran past Frisk and I," Sans said.
"He's been in the same locations you have, Sans. Papyrus is staying hidden so he doesn't get attacked like us." Mettaton's feet walked in front of the camera.
"Burgerpants may be following Sans then, but he hasn't been following me, if I go with you he'll still be following Sans," Frisk said, their feet following Mettaton's and stopping in front of the camera like his was. "I'm coming with you, no arguments."
"Fine, whatever," Mettaton groaned.
He sounded angry.
"His leg is broken anyway, I don't think he'll be able to follow me," Sans said, shifting the camera slightly. "Let me come with you, or at least give me Papyrus's new phone number."
"We haven't gotten him a new phone yet, we're trying to lay low," Mettaton said, "And the Operator has funky abilities. He probably has other followers."
"I'll tell you how he's doing, Sans," Frisk said.
"We'll call you when we can." Mettaton sounded firm.
The video ends there, returning the screen to black.
[It's clear now that Mettaton was the one who sent the tape of him and Papyrus to my house. He knew it would bring me there because of how much I care about Papyrus.]
[I suspect that Mettaton had been lying to me about Papyrus. Papyrus would have told me first thing about what happened, even if he had to steal Mettaton's phone. I think I could tell in the video, too. Mettaton was probably keeping Papyrus and I separated for some reason, which is why he would let Frisk go with him but not me.]
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Marble Hornets x UnderTale
FanfictionA series of entries about a film a certain robot had been working on. But then, something went wrong. Very wrong.
