Believe it or not, Sans opens his eyes. His grip on the table tightens. Oh. So Mettaton gets to rail on him as much as he wants, but he doesn't get a chance to say his peace. That's how it's going to go, huh? Normally, Sans wouldn't care. He knows how much he deserves it. He'd give it up easily, let the other people yell at at them as much as they want.
But god help him if he wasn't already sick of taking the entire blame for this. Which is, you know, a really stupid reason to be annoyed given half the reason Mettaton was angry. But no. Hell no.
"Not even gonna let me finish, huh?"
He's talking to the words on the floor now.
"So, what? You're not a wall either? You want to blame the whole thing on everyone else. I didn't bring up Gaster, you did. You didn't hear my brother crying all those nights over you. I did. 'Cause nothing's ever your fault, right? Maybe this isn't good enough, but it never is with you. So screw me, right? You just want to assume you know why I said what I said when I'm trying to tell you why. You just want to throw the loudest tantrum and make yourself--"
1/2 might be trying to cram too much in one tag but here goes
Okay.
Believe it or not, Sans opens his eyes. His grip on the table tightens. Oh. So Mettaton gets to rail on him as much as he wants, but he doesn't get a chance to say his peace. That's how it's going to go, huh? Normally, Sans wouldn't care. He knows how much he deserves it. He'd give it up easily, let the other people yell at at them as much as they want.
But god help him if he wasn't already sick of taking the entire blame for this. Which is, you know, a really stupid reason to be annoyed given half the reason Mettaton was angry. But no. Hell no.
"Not even gonna let me finish, huh?"
He's talking to the words on the floor now.
"So, what? You're not a wall either? You want to blame the whole thing on everyone else. I didn't bring up Gaster, you did. You didn't hear my brother crying all those nights over you. I did. 'Cause nothing's ever your fault, right? Maybe this isn't good enough, but it never is with you. So screw me, right? You just want to assume you know why I said what I said when I'm trying to tell you why. You just want to throw the loudest tantrum and make yourself--"