The destruction of our planet and way of life...fun. Perhaps you could give me an example. [Because it can't be as appalling as he thinks it is.]
Believe me, I am getting enou--oof! [A sudden impact, doubling Wing over and then a paint-smeared hand pawing at his face and a voice chirping 'I wanna play Morphobot!' from below the camera's range. ] --enough 'teasing' right now.
It's all about hero stories! You know? How the lone mech goes in and BAM! POW! he takes out the whole Decepticon base and saves the day? That kind of stuff!
[Grins at the screen and waves] Hey kid! Is Uncle Wing boring you?
So... the appropriate punishment for theft is death. A bit extreme? And not the good kind.]
Hot Rod, that's untrue!! [Pout. Though he likely will be spending a bit of time in the washracks tonight. If he survives that long.] Half the time I'm there I'm tidying after you.
[Here is a Look of Pacifist Death, Hot Rod, as the two TransTechs squeal with delight, jumping into the bottom of the frame chanting 'princess! princess!']
Those kids have a point about your history lessons! How'd you get stuck playing protoform caretaker?
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I have a point about my history lessons, Hot Rod. [Hrmph.]
[Primus hates him?]
It was recommended to me by the Employment Bureau.
...rather misleadingly.
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[A frown. The last thing he wants to do is give these two weapons.]
I...I'll manage. [Thanks for the vote of confidence.]
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I doubt that. What do you want to bet you come home covered in crayon and reeking of shame and defeat?
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How is this supposed to be supportive, Hot Rod?
[Seriously. The crayons don't smell!]
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Wait, is that what I was supposed to be doing? I thought I was doing just fine with the teasing. [Smirk]
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Believe me, I am getting enou--oof! [A sudden impact, doubling Wing over and then a paint-smeared hand pawing at his face and a voice chirping 'I wanna play Morphobot!' from below the camera's range. ] --enough 'teasing' right now.
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[Grins at the screen and waves] Hey kid! Is Uncle Wing boring you?
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[And they don't need any more lessons in criminality, thank you.]
YOU SUCK! He's not my uncle! He's a filthy outworld slagbucket!
[SIGH. Well, at least there was no more talk of Morphobots.]
Seizan, that's not how you greet strangers.
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Hey hey, he's not filthy. He's always in the wash-racks, trust me. I never get any time in them.
Wait, I have an idea! Why don't you two pretend Wing is the princess who needs saving from a giant purple griffon?
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Hot Rod, that's untrue!! [Pout. Though he likely will be spending a bit of time in the washracks tonight. If he survives that long.] Half the time I'm there I'm tidying after you.
[Here is a Look of Pacifist Death, Hot Rod, as the two TransTechs squeal with delight, jumping into the bottom of the frame chanting 'princess! princess!']
not again
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[It's true. Hot Rod is way too used to using run down old barracks showers to remember to clean up after himself.]
Hehe. I'll leave you three to it then. Have fun!
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