Ink: *He was drawing in a notebook in the hall across from the Janitor's Closet*

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Mettaton: ...? *She realizes what he meant* Oh! I'm sorry, Darling! I thought it'd be a nice nickname for you in my head! Guess I wasn't paying attention to what I was saying, heh heh!

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Eliver: *Her tail sways* I'm worried about Joey.