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[alephbet]

[It was probably a date.

With anybody else, Aleph wouldn't have thought too much about inviting them out to a local disco - he loved discos, he loved dancing, and it was a fun kind of thing to share with friends. But with Mettaton...

It was almost definitely a date, and Aleph couldn't help being the tiniest bit nervous as he waited outside the door for Mettaton to arrive.

The music from inside could be heard, upbeat and uptempo.]

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[aghostinthemachine]

[It was definetly a date.

Aleph had expressed interest in him, after all.

Even if it wasn't, Mettaton couldn't turn down an offer to show off and dance. He finally arrives, hands on his hips as he struts in his usual exaggerated manner towards his human companion.

It's really unfair how sexual he is without even trying.]

Hello, Aleph, dear~ Hope I didn't keep you waiting too long.

[alephbet]

[It really is unfair, and Aleph finds himself a little red already.]

Not long at all. I've already paid for our entry fees, so - after you?

[aghostinthemachine]

Good, good. ♥

[He places a hand on his chest plate, his smile softening a little.]

And that was very kind of you. Thank you for doing that.

[At the invitation, Mettaton makes his way past Aleph and into the club. As soon as they're inside, the robot stops and simply gawks. While, yes, he's used to flashy "dance clubs," it's usually... at his resort. So he's the star. To see a human version of it is breath taking. His SOUL glows brighter for a couple seconds as he takes everything in.

Once he's recovered, he looks over his shoulder at Aleph, a very pleased and excited expression on his face.]

I just knew humans liked shows and clubs like this...! No one believed me...!

[Yeah, you've made his night, Aleph. Or week. Or month.]

[alephbet]

[He's delighted to see Mettaton so excited. This was an excellent date choice, way better than anything else he could have come up with.]

Welcome to the local disco. I've been to lots of clubs like this, but this one is my favorite.

[And they know him here, too - a few people wave or lift their drinks as he steps inside.]

Want to dance?

[aghostinthemachine]

Yes! Absolutely!

[Consider yourself dragged to the dance floor, Aleph.

And, let's be real. Mettaton is a master at most things. He easily steals the spotlight when he begins dancing. Being ridiculously tall probably helps with gaining attention. His timing, movements, and energy are flawless.

It's rare to see him this authentically happy. There's a glow to him - including his SOUL, which has begun to glow more brightly again. He giggles and takes a hold of Aleph's hand, only to spin himself in a pirouette.

Oh, he's definitely loving every minute of this. Best date ever.]

[alephbet]

[To be fair, Aleph isn't exactly a bad dancer either. He's confident in every move he makes, easily keeping to the beat and effortlessly matching his partner's movements.

There's a reason even demons are impressed by his dancing abilities.]

Having fun?

[It's a silly question, because of course Mettaton is.]

[aghostinthemachine]

[Best human he's ever seen. Not that he's seen many. And it is a very silly question. Mettaton's smiling widely as he turns to face Aleph.]

Very much so. And you?

[Because it would be rude not to ask! As self-absorbed as he can be sometimes, Aleph's a good guy and deserves to be just as happy.]

You know... I bet we could out dance everyone here.

[alephbet]

You bet? I know we could.

[Aleph's quietly but surely proud of a few things, and number one is his dancing ability.]

Want to prove it?

[aghostinthemachine]

[Mettaton giggles and claps his hands together excitedly before offering one to Aleph.]

Yes. Let's knock the socks off this entire club.

[Or at least have everyone else stop dancing to pay attention to these two. ]

Hmmmm... Are we allowed to request songs?

[alephbet]

[Hand accepted.]

Mhm. Do you have something special in mind?

[Aleph doesn't do a lot of song-requesting himself, but if there's something Mettaton's especially talented at...

is it Death by Glamour]

[aghostinthemachine]

I do!

[Maybe. Yes. Mettaton drags Aleph towards the DJ's stand and waves his hand to get their attention. When he's signled on to the stage, he momentarily lets go of his partner's hand, climbs up on the platform, whispers something to the DJ and hands him a small object. The DJ nods and goes back to his business, and Mettaton returns to Aleph with a big grin.

It isn't long until the current song ends and an all too familiar (at least to Mettaton) guitar riff begins to play. The robot strikes a pose and readies himself for when the song actually starts. When it does? The spotlights are all on him somehow and the crowd parts to give him room as he dances.

He doesn't expect to do this alone though. After a bit into the song, he holds out a hand towards Aleph again for him to join him.]

[alephbet]

[This isn't a song Aleph's heard before, but it's going to be one of his favorites soon. Count on it.

Aleph is a quick study, and he's paying attention to Mettaton's moves. When he's beckoned to join the dance, he's all too happy to mimic Mettaton's moves with his own added flair here and there.]