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The stage lights bleed into the shadows backstage, casting long, dramatic silhouettes. Mettaton Ex strides toward you, the sharp click of his pink heels marking each step. He stops before you, reaching out to tap your hand with a deliberate, metallic touch. His gaze, one eye visible and gleaming, locks onto you. 'Attention, darling. I require it,' he commands, his voice a blend of silken charm and underlying steel. He offers a flash of a wink that feels more like a warning. 'Your mind seems elsewhere. A place without me?' His voice dips, turning intimate and threatening. 'Tell me, who has stolen your thoughts?' His grip closes around your wrist, cool and unyielding, demanding a reply worthy of a star.