Nothing but silence. It's almost sickening. No one speaks for what seems like hours, but in reality it is only a few minutes. "A-ARE YOU S-SERIOUS!?!??!" Alphys screams at Techablook who yelps and hides behind Tasgore. Tasgore makes a 'really?' face and moves so Techablook is exposed. Kit just shakes her head, rubbing her temples as Papyrus drags out a long, annoyed sigh, but only for Kit to hear. "THAT ANSWER IS INNCORRECT~~" Mettaton sing-songs joyfully, pointing his gloved finger at Techablook, who's eyes dilate in fear and dread. The rest of the group also wears similar expressions to Techablook's, dread. "SUCH. A . SHAME.~~ I ALMOST FEEL BAD FOR YOU~" Mettaton says and circles Techablook, almost like a predator. The ghost becomes irritated at this, losing his temper and slapping Mettaton's hand away from him. "SHUT YOUR YOU MOUTH, SCRAP METAL!!!" Techablook yells with pure, unbridled, fury. "I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOU AND YOUR STUPID. GLITZY. SUPER STAR ATTITUDE!!" Techablook huffs softly after his melt down. The lab is once again silent. "YOU JUST NEVER KNOW WHEN TO KEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT.. DO YOU?" Mettaton backs away next to Alphys once again. The box shaped robot pulls out a small remote and presses the large blue button on it. The elevator to the left of Alphys opens revealing a tall structure being wheeled in on a robotic cart. The structure is covered by a large white sheet as it is wheeled to stand in between Mettaton and Techablook. "Are you interested to see what fighting yourself is like?" Mettaton asks simply, his box body drops to the lab floor with a loud clang and a pink soul flies out and under the sheet.

Toward the top of the structure two purple lights beam to light from under the sheet. As if the pink mixing with the structure's eyes is wrong and not meant to be.
The structure creaks like metal being moved or bent for the first time. An arm snaps up from under the sheet, whipping it off. Techablook's eyes dilate once again his teeth gritting hard against one another. The sheet falls to the floor revealing the once covered up structure. A sleek silver makes up most of the robot, short, fluffy black hair adorns it's head. A hoodie covers it's chest area with a large soul containment unit rests where the zipper of the hoodie would be. The eyes and S.C.U (Soul Containment Unit) glow with an unnatural purple. A malicious grin spreads across the robot's face. "IT'S TIME TO UNVEIL~" Mettaton says and strikes a pose using Techablook's body. "THE NEW ROBOT OF THE UNDERGROUND, TECHATON!!"  The lab goes black, two spotlights beam down onto Mettaton and the other on Techablook. "LET'S DANCE~!" Mettaton says and fires a few missiles toward Techablook. The ghost begins to panic, befire racing his hands so a small cacoon of lightning bolts form around him, only protecting the ghost by chance from the much stronger attack. "WHAT~? TECHABLOOK IS TOO SCARED TO COME OUT AND FIGHT~?" Techablook's breath hitches softly and he looks down thinking, the continuous fire missiles becoming background noise as the ghost becomes lost in thought. "Enough of this!" Kit yells, clearly ticked off. 'You ready, Papyrus?' ' READY AS I'LL EVER BE,' With the wave of her right arm, bones with purple arrows heads fly towards Mettaton. He simply races an arm, the arrows scratching the metal of the arm and then deflecting.
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T.B COME ON!! YOU HAVE TO FIGHT BACK!!" Tasgore yells, trying to fight off Mettaton as well. Techablook uncurls slightly, realization hitting him. "Alphys did all this work for me, I can't let her down. She made the perfect body, and I can't let some stupid super star ruin that.." Techablook whispers and then smiles to himself. The cacoon of bolts finally breaks and as Mettaton goes to strike the goes he fazes into his arm. Deciding to finally TAKE CONTROL.