Trevor: Well, I can't exactly grow legs, but I can still do that!
Light: DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT!
Trevor: Alright then! -walks up to a criminal- METTATON BE LIKE! -he does a high kick to his face- DEATH BY AUTHOR!
Light: I have never felt so proud! *sniff*
-in the background- Mettaton: Oh my god those legs!