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[gditsideswipe]

Okay, for the record?

Nothing happened a couple weeks ago. Nothing. No one saw anything. You got that? All of you?

[Sunstreaker, that was almost a month ago, no one even remembers you being turned into a cheerleader for Halloween. Except now they probably do. Good going, buddy.]

[He waits a moment or two, like he's expecting a response...]

Comments

[phobiaphob]

Don't mention a couple of weeks ago!! None of it happened! None of it!

[Yeah... Warp is still not coming to terms with the fact that he ate random bots and tried to eat a Prime.]

[gditsideswipe]

... That's kind of the point.

[phobiaphob]

Y-you're the one who brought it up and I'm sure you're night was not nearly as bad as mine!

[gditsideswipe]

You'll never know, will you?

I'm not talking about it, and you don't want to. So. There you go.

[phobiaphob]

[Skywarp gives you a look Sunstreaker, a look somewhere between broken processor and contemplative... if that even exists.]

Then we understand each other. The night that shall not be spoken of never happened. Good... However that leads us to the small detail of... next year. It happens every year, right? That Halloween thing? What do we do about then!?

[gditsideswipe]

How should I know? It's a human thing, isn't it?

[phobiaphob]

I've been looking into it and it seems it is a human thing.. but what I encountered was not a human... or maybe it was but it was a dead human. I swear it was dead and had wounds but it was still walking around! And it wanted something to eat... I don't see why dead things need to eat. [That last part was an angry grumble.]

Anyway, it looks like we either need a lot of something the humans call candy... or... we need a panic room. I personally vote for the panic room.