Nobody asked how he'd gotten up there. but Napstabot was quite content on not getting down from the roof that morning. It was quiet, and the best place he could lie back and listen (and edit) his music if need-be… and the slant in the rooftop proved the most comfortable position to lie down in. Wind tousled gently at short white hair and a faint sigh escaped the blue robot's lips.
"Ya gotta hand it ta human kind… Got kinda a nice atmosphere on the surface; nothing the Underground could provide," he recited aloud; blue optics then brightening to life as he glanced up at the sky. Napstabot found himself chuckling. "Ahh yeah, I could get used ta this…"
He lay a moment longer staring up at the sky, then letting blue eyes offline as he fell back into a relaxed state. The weather this week had him reminiscing over Waterfall's atmosphere, and he sensed he missed it – it was probably the one thing about his old home he missed. As for what reminded him of Hotland…
The thought about it brought a chuckle from his vocals. His pink-built companion had already voiced his complaints about the warmer weather above-ground. Come to think about it, Mettaton had made complaint about a few things, especially their living ideal. Well, it was hard to get anything to begin with when the humans didn't accept currency in Gs…
A cold substance against the robot's cheek threw him from his thoughts, and he didn't pay much mind to it until he was hit with a few more and then finally sat himself up, bright blue eyes focused on the sky. Waterfall reminder.
"Knew that grey sky meant something…" Napstabot said to himself, sitting still a moment longer only to move when the drops of rain became too heavy to bear.
"Blooky darling, you better be thinking about coming in now!"
Despite being told not to, it didn't seem like the pink robot was going to give up that nickname – he'd used it for his ghostly cousin, and was now using it for the robotic DJ. Not that Napstabot minded; it was cute.
"Yeah, I'm coming, Metta; you don' have to come get me," he called down, easing his way along the roof-tiles before getting to a spot he could comfortably get down from. The rain had gotten heavier and would probably prove a challenge in actually getting down but, he'd been through worse. "Once… I figure out how to get down without slipping…"
The pink robot emerged from under the shelter of the roof in a plastic raincoat, which probably wasn't the most suitable thing for someone made of metal in this weather, and peered up at him in concern.
"Do I need to get the ladder again?" he groaned.
"Nah, I can do it!"
"Please be careful, Blooky…"
Napstabot peered down at him briefly, then moved to situate himself so he could drop down safely to the ground from the roof. That was easy enough; fitting his fingers into the gaps of the tiles as he pushed himself backwards off the roof.
"See? Nothing I can't handle, MettaTON!" The exclamation was followed by a startled shriek as he lost his grip on the slippery tiles and slid the rest of the way down, landing hard on his back as he hit the ground. Mettaton darted over in fear.
"Blooky?! Napstabot darling, are you alright!?" he called, kneeling by the downed robot's side and helping him to sit up. It took him a second to get his systems rebooted from the fall, but the blue robot eventually dizzily shook his head.
"Yeah I… I'm okay… I think..."
"You silly goose, darling…" Mettaton giggled; a laugh from Napstabot to follow as they both sat on the path in the ever-falling rain. White and black hair had now plastered against their faces from the downpour, yet both robots were both still giggling over the blue robot's sudden fall. It was only after a couple of shocks from the water getting into their circuitry did they finally get up and dart inside for shelter.