Come on, folks! It’s like a heavyweight champ versus a kid fresh off the street! Mettaton brought the heat with them flashy lasers and explosive bombs, while the Testing Dummy just stood there like a scared rabbit. As the battle kicked off, Mettaton struck first with his Bombs skill, launching projectiles that illuminated the arena like a firework show on the Fourth of July. "You all are gonna love this rating!" he declared with a confident smirk, his charisma just oozing from every movement. The Testing Dummy, trying to look tough despite having zero power or guard, swung a weak punch that basically bounced off Mettaton’s metallic frame. "Is that all you've got? I’ve seen cardboard boxes with more fight!" Mettaton laughed, taking it all in stride. When Mettaton unleashed his Mini-Me projectiles, the Testing Dummy dodged—not that it mattered; with its combat capabilities, it was just a matter of time before it would lose. Mettaton switched things up with his Disco Ball lasers, dealing massive damage while keeping the audience glued to every twist of his robotic frame. "Enjoy the show, darlings!" he taunted gleefully. Even when the Dummy managed to shoot soul bullets, Mettaton played it off with style, causing the viewers to cheer. "Nice try, but you’re gonna need to bring a lot more to the table to take me down!" With heart to heart, Mettaton summoned his soul, blasting lasers like a true star. In a valiant but fruitless effort, the Testing Dummy tried its best, but in the final moments, Mettaton activated EX mode, gaining legs and turning the tide completely. The Dummy didn't stand a chance as it was hit with a barrage of enhanced attacks. At the end of the showdown, the scoreboard lit up: Mettaton was declared the reigning champion. The audience erupted, fully aware that true power and style trumped raw but uninspired combat. Mettaton strutted out, leaving a path of ratings in his wake and a testing dummy that went back to being, well, just a dummy.