[LOG] Introducing the new comedy hit on MTT TV: So-so Cop, Dog Cop, Glam-Cop

[aghostinthemachine]

Who: Mettaton, Sam Winchester, and Dust (and whoever else may want to join in)
What: Kicking out freeloaders, MTT Style! (Ingratitude Quest)
Where: Miss Yuka's Inn
When: Backdated to Day 12
Other: Warnings: MTT Brand Humor

[Having no meaningful reputation in this strange world, Mettaton felt it was about time to change that and earn some much needed brownie points with the denizens of Domina. After hearing about the problem a "Miss Yuka" was having with some of her residents, the robot took it upon himself to help the chicken monster.

... Hopefully there would be a reward.

However, he hasn't expected to be partnered up with someone else for this task. As Miss Yuka introduces them to each other, Mettaton looks dooownnn at both the dog and the human male, hands planted firmly on his hips.

They were obviously going to cramp his style. Hiding his distaste for this turn if events, the robot offers one of his (self) award winning smiles.]

Mettaton. An absolute pleasure to make your acquaintances.

[Yuka further instructs them of what rooms and what the residents names. There are a number of them but the ones that catch Mettaton's attention are Valerie and David, a Sproutling, and Mr. Eduardo.

"You can divid and conquer or work together. I don't care how you do it, just get them out of here!"

The glambot turns towards the others and raises an eyebrow.]

I'm fine with either choice.

[Not really.]

But I'll allow you two to pick.

Comments

[mithrarin]

...the name's Dust.

[How does he get into these things?]

[Dust may be many things, but 'used to working with others' is not one of them. t least, not other people close to his size, who could easily get in the way of a backswing.]

[But he's not at his best, not by a long shot, and he knows it. The fingers around his sword's hilt tighten slightly.]

We might want to try a less-violent approach first.

slips in here late i'm so sorry

[escapedestiny]

Sam. Winchester.

[Honestly, Sam feels a little like he's entered onto the set of some really odd fantasy/sci-fi movie, but. Well, he's been feeling like that for almost two weeks now, so he knows he'd better get used to it.]

I think working together's probably the best way to go. Intimidate with numbers rather than force? We can be friendly but firm.

[The only weapon Sam's brought with him anyway is the dagger that Avandrel had loaned him, visible in its sheath attached to his upper left arm. He has no plans to use it, but it's there nonetheless.

He's moderately hoping for a reward from this, but more than that he wants to build a rapport with Miss Yuka just in case his brother ever winds up here. The first motel in the phone book is where they usually meet when they get separated, but. Well, this Inn is really the closest thing.]

<3

[aghostinthemachine]

[Mettaton himself is basically a weapon but that doesn't count, nor does he plan to actually fight. Too much trouble.]

Very well. We speak to them first, see what the problem is, try to work things out in a civilized manner, and if that doesn't work...

[He rubs his chin. What would be a good approach to this? Asides from harassing them.]

... We harass them until they leave.

[Yes. That is a good plan.]

We can make it like a show. Dust can be the calm, calculating cop. Sam, you're the friendly cop everyone loves but picks on, and I-

[DRAMATIC LIGHTING FROM NOWHERE. Even Miss Yuka looks around in shock.]

... Why, I'm the glamorous one. With a slightly sadistic side.

[Is he for real? Yes. Just as those lights were, which have disappeared somehow now.]

I say we tackle this David and Valerie first. Judging from their names, they're probably newly weds, freeloading as a part of their honeymoon! How romantic...!

[Mettaton clasps his hands together next to his cheek and sighs dreamily. This only lasts for a moment though as he realizes... he should probably let the other two get some say in the matter as well.]

... If you're alright with that, that is.

[mithrarin]

Calm and...

[Oh. Well. He can see why Mettaton would consider him to be that sort of person -- comparatively. Fidget might be calm and calculating, comparatively.]

[Still, at least they're agreeing not to use violence. After a moment, Dust nods very slightly, his hat amplifying the motion so that it becomes perfectly clear.]

[escapedestiny]

[Sam can't help but let out a barely there laugh; a small, almost incredulous noise of exhalation with a brief twitch of an amused smile on his lips. Everyone loves but picks on. Well, that's accurate enough, actually. His own girlfriend had enjoyed gently teasing him. And his brother had been doing it all his life.

Harass them until they leave, though? Sounded like a Dean plan, honestly. Better than picking them up and literally throwing them out, he guessed. Actually Dean would probably wait until the middle of the night when everyone was asleep and then do that. Toss 'em straight out on their asses.]

Sure. We can try that.

[The sudden inexplicable light thing had been more weirdness and Sam wonders, if Mettaton can do that, what sort of harassment he may actually have planned.]

feel free to rp the npcs as well if you guys want XD

[aghostinthemachine]

Then let us depart!

[... To upstairs. Which isn't that long of a trek. As it turns out, the couple are not in the same room as each other, which in turn is an utter disappointment for Mettaton. He looks back at the other two before knocking on Valerie's door first.

What they're greeted to is a barrage of yelling and sailor-class insults. The robot holds a hand over his mouth in shock, not really sure why he's offended by it since half of it's impossible to hear around the thick Cockney accent. The door finally opens and there's... a penguin. In a pirate outfit. With a flower on her hat.

"A LOW DOWN SCOU-Oh. Ye ain't David. I-I'm sorry! I f'ought you were someone else."

She laughs nervously, her expression suddenly turning serious afterwards.

"... Who are ye blokes? An' what do ye' want?"

Mettaton clears his throat, letting a moment of silence pass before speaking.]

You are Miss Valerie, yes?-

["Yar."]

-We are Miss Yuka's... associates. And we have been notified that you are behind on your payment for your room. What is your reasoning for this?

[mithrarin]

["Because I can be" isn't an answer most people would actually voice, which leaves Valerie trying to dodge the question with some muttered profanity and a haughty air. Dust abruptly realizes why he's supposed to be the calm and collected type here -- the humans and the, uh, human(?) robot(?) probably consider him to be closer and more understandable to the animal-people of this town than they are.]

[Pretty ridiculous and offensive if he lets himself get worked up about it, but he's not in the mood. Instead, Dust clears his throat.]

There's no reason to let this get unpleasant. We just want to get everything worked out for everyone.

[escapedestiny]

If you'll just talk to us we may be able to work things out. Miss Yuka's been pretty understanding and reasonable from my experience with her. You have to understand she's running a business though and you staying here without paying means that she's losing money.

[The penguin pirate mentions something about that being David's responsibility, and Sam's eyebrows raise as he looks to his two companions in this. He recognizes it as one of the names Miss Yuka had mentioned (not to mention the person Valerie had mistaken them for when she'd opened the door) and she'd seemed to imply they were supposed to be staying in the same room.

He turns back to Valerie.]

Okay. Do you know where he is, then? Could we speak with him?

[aghostinthemachine]

["The bastard is in the room next ta me. Don't expect him ta be very helpful though. Now if you'll excuse me."

And before any of them can say anything, she slams the door. Mettaton raises an eyebrow and places his hands on his hips.]

Well. How terribly rude. Hopefully David is more polite.

[It turns out he's even worse, putting the blame on Valerie and slamming the door in their face - or trying, at least, until Mettaton's leg is in the way. He forces a smile and leans forward, lowering his voice to almost a whisper.]

It would be in Valerie's and your best interest to work through whatever you two are butting heads over and pay Miss Yuka. Or else we may need to resort to... drastic measures.

[David and the robot exchange glares for a moment before he informs them that they were kicked off their ship because of their bickering. She wants to get married, he doesn't. So now they disagree over almost everything.]

Well, it just so happens that I used to run an advice show!

["Eh?"]

Marriage counseling, darling. The three of us can help you with your marriage problems.

[A pause.]

Then you can pay Miss Yuka for your rent.

[mithrarin]

[What. What.]

I'm not...

[There... really isn't much point in arguing, is there. Dust is fairly certain anyone, absolutely anyone, could tell he's the last person who should be giving advice on marital relations.]

[Unfortunately, David seems to have picked up on this as well -- because he agrees in an instant, no doubt convinced that three obvious bachelors (or two obvious ones and whatever Mettaton is) would never actually work things out in a way that would tie him down the way he's been avoiding.]

[escapedestiny]

[Sam's already kind of wishing he hadn't agreed to help out with any of this. This is not at all the kind of thing he's used to dealing with. Except he'd been studying law just a few years ago, so he should be able to handle disputes like this, right? He squares his shoulders, refusing to let out the sigh that keeps threatening to escape.

Oh, David. If he only knew Sam wasn't exactly a bachelor by choice but by necessity. As in, keep others from becoming targets of whatever beast or ghoul was threatening him any given week. He'd almost had a fiance, bought the ring and everything, and it had all gone up in flames quite literally.

He turns a little toward his two companions and away from David, lowering his voice.]

Think we can get them into the same room? It might help to feel out how they are with one another.

[See if there's anything left there to save, how bad the bickering really is, if they actually still love each other. Honestly, if they're sticking close by each other and not separating entirely, he's pretty sure there has to be. And goddamnit, is he really thinking about penguin relationship problems? Sam's life is so weird.]

[aghostinthemachine]

[Mettaton leans over to get into a semi-huddle with his two partners, drooping his noodly robotic arms over their shoulders.]

I think so. Worse comes to worse, I can restrain them.

[He turns back to David and smiles.]

Well then, let us grab your other half.

[Another knock on Val's door, who had been eavesdropping on the entire thing as made obvious by the yelp after the knock. She hastily opens the door, somehow blushing from being caught.

"Yes? What do ye want now?"]

Mr. David is willing to try and work things out with you. You may talk to the three of us about your problems.

[They get invited into Valerie's room, the two penguins sitting on the couch together although on opposite ends. Mettaton takes a seat in a near by chair, crossing his legs and folding his hands over his lap, waiting patiently while Dust and Sam get comfortable. Once they are, the robot clears his throat and begins talking. (Partially to spare the two from having to do so and partially because he enjoys hearing himself talk.)]

Now... Mr. David informs me you two had your falling out due to the fact that he was not ready to get married. Is this true?

["Yar. The heartless bas-"]

Mr. David, did you explain why you didn't want to elope?

["I told 'er I wasn't ready!"]

Yes, but why?

[The two penguins sit silently for a moment.

"'Cause..."

Mettaton stares, unamused.

"... I... I ain't ready for that level 'a commitment, ye see? We're still young! Haven't even sailed the 7 seas yet! I ain't ready ta' settle down and stop bein' a pirate!"

...

...

Valerie was about to open her mouth and start yelling but even that answer has her stupefied. Mettaton slowlllyyy looks from Sam and Dust then back to David.]

But darling. You're both pirates, are you not?

["Yar?"]

Then why would you have to quit?

[Another long silence before Val blows up, telling David he's an idiot for thinking that, that they can continue to be pirates even as husband and wife, it just makes things more romantic, more insults, etc. David returns the insults, informing her that she should have said that in the first place instead of leading him on and what not.

Mettaton lets out an exasperated sigh and pinches the bridge of his nose before glancing over at his partners, allowing them the chance to bestow some wisdom, should they feel like it.]

[mithrarin]

[Don't -- come on, Mettaton, you were doing really well. Dust folds his arms, possibly now the least approachable person in the world with that body language and hidden beneath his hat.]

[But, nevertheless, he speaks up, in that quiet and intense voice of his.]

I think you're both eager to argue and get upset... because you both mean a lot to each other. This whole thing has hurt you, so maybe your first question should be if you can forgive, and put the hurt aside. Stop being angry and just talk.

It would be a shame to lose something that meant a lot to you both over one misunderstanding.

[Maybe it's more how Dust speaks than what he's saying, but either way, David and Val stop arguing long enough to give him thoughtful looks. Of course, they might just be gearing up to turn all their insults on him.]

[escapedestiny]

[While Mettaton and the penguins sit down, Sam leans back against the door and shoves his hands in his pockets, shoulders slightly hunched as he watches and listens intently. He doesn't appear to mind at all the robot taking the lead here.

When it comes to the point about them both being pirates, Sam has to fight to keep his face neutral though his lips twitch in amusement anyway. Everything here is just so... surreal. The people especially. Somehow this couple's conflict is both exactly like and nothing like those of humans in his own world.

At the exasperated look Mettaton gives him, Sam just lifts an eyebrow, then turns to look at Dust as he begins speaking to the pirates, and finally he just lets the smile settle onto his face as he nods and redirects his own gaze to the couple on the couch.]

He's right. I don't think either of you had the intention to hurt the other, but you're busy focusing on your own pain and not thinking about how the other might be feeling. And you've both got options, you just have to sit down like this and discuss them with one another to decide what's going to work best for you.

...Except you can't stay here unless you're paying. That's pretty much the only option that's off the table.