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{ AAHH!! * 😳😏… }

{ BIG OL’ YAWNNN… that’s enough, swindle. }

{ without ruben taking his rightful spot on his chassis, hot shot will have to take that job for him. snrk. sleep well when you inevitably fall asleep, swindle will keep you company! }

{ snuggle UP! already getting a little grabby, moving his arm to wrap around the other jeep’s waist. purrrrr. }

got your tea, doll.

{ as if he couldn’t tell when the conman sits the mug right before his snuggled up self, taking it upon himself to slide in right beside him. meoowww. }

{ pffft. he’s so dramatic, as if he can’t try and peek at him from his spot in the kitchen. regardless, as soon as the kettle starts omitting that unsettling noise, it’s time to pour the water into each of their mugs, beginning to steep. he’s coming over with their drinks! }

{ as much as he doesn’t really like tea… }

… mmm, alright, baby. you got it. wanna set the tv up?

{ just for his wrecker! raising a free servo to search through the cupboard for the kettle, prepping it with some water before setting it onto the stove to begin warming up. }

heyyy, how’d you know i was just watching that? yeah. i can make you some tea, too. the chamomile one.

{ he flashes a grin, taking a step closer to tug hot shot closer by his hip, smooching his forehelm. come along, wrecker. }

alright… you’re right.

{ he’s just a little sad to see ruben go— but it’s for a good cause. be strong! }

well, we got the house to ourselves for a little while. guess we’ll have to find something to do, eh?

yeah— but you’re her best friend. or close to it. hmm.

{ so true! but, he’s never had his home world blown up to smithereens before either. hard to imagine the pain there. }

damn. why didn’t she ask for anything— you just went and saw her the other day.

{ silly little cube, it doesn’t WORK that way. simple minded man. }

so, he’s gonna be gone the whole MONTH?

{ glancing to hot shot… }

and call if you need anything else, yeah?

{ they’re your friends, after all! }

bye, rube… be nice for sunwire, you got it?

{ parting pets. pat pat for the bird. }

let’s say a meet ‘n greet. just in case she needs to talk to us about him, or something. sorry to hear about all that, rotorstorm.

{ offering any personal support on swindle’s side doesn’t seem right— he has a slight history with caminus himself, considering a past deal he made with starscream. }

{ that’s one way to silence the cube. he’s gnawing on the inside of his cheek, taking one step closer to silently offer out the bird. }

so, you want to just keep it between us three? say we asked you to babysit ‘em for awhile?

uhh. okay. why isn’t she asking for him, then? is something up?

huh? need to?

a favor—?

{ side eyes hot shot. don’t be dramatic, swindle, that won’t make the wrecker like you. shifting ruben in his arms, lifting a hand to pet his head. }

sure, go ahead. what’s up?

{ SCOOPING up the big ol’ fat babby. there, there. }

sooo… what’re you wanting? you’re here for something, right?

{ come by your father, ruben! clicking his glossa… }

yeah, i think he’s on the phone with someone, though. give ‘em a second.

{ ruben should be waddling in to inspect the new guest— crazy he’s not screaming his head off, actually. }

{ touché, wrecker. giving a nod, he looks to be amused, stepping aside to allow him entry. }

sure thing. where’s your lady? hardly see you without her.

{ HE’S ON IT! already reaching into his subspace and traveling on over to the door, peeking out of the peephole before sighing out. sliding his hand off of some flashy firearm he’s got in there… opening up! }

rotorstorm? y’know, you’re not supposed to just jump the gate.

( ❓ )

{ nuzzle… }

{{ pawn stars* im sleepy

{ if you nibble on his face so help him, ruben. he’s very into this episode of pawn shop, so, consider him distracted. }

{ tv time with ruben. }

i think you’re watching that a little * too closely. you can tell me all you have to say about it, baby.

{ nudging open the door to their room, pulling hot shot in right behind him. you’re in for it now, wrecker. }