[voiceeee]

[greasemunkygal]

Got released today, thanks for the ride, Kitt. [She sounds happy!] 's nice to be out of the hospital, thanks to everyone who came and said hello. [You can hear her boots clicking against the ground in the warehouse, heading up to her room. Insert sound of knob turning here!]

It was really nice of all of you, and I--

[Her voice cuts off and the

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[Voice]

[show_my_cannons]

[Here, Mikaela, have a subdued voice!]

What has the boy done now...?

[Voice]

[greasemunkygal]

[She wants to hug you, Ironhide. 8(]

He ah...well. [She's a bit growly.]

Looks like a tornado went through the room. There's...really weird just...metal chucks everywhere, like he went to a junkyard and brought back every piece of scrap metal he could find.

[Voice]

[show_my_cannons]

[Aww D8 -- Normally this would be funny, but >_>]

Making you a gift...? Of... scraps?

[Voice]

[greasemunkygal]

[It will be later? D8]

Umm...yeah I guess? It kinda looks like it..and uh, an arm. Yeah...it's definitely part of an arm.

[jetfyre]

It's good that you've been released from the medical facility, Mikaela. If you need anything, you know who to call.

[greasemunkygal]

Yeah, I'm glad to be home, trust me.

How've you been, Jetfire?

[jetfyre]

Myself? Not much really, just working, making or purchasing equipment, and keeping my audio receptors open. Seeing your workshop has inspired me to attempt to do the same, in some manner.

By the way, what has gotten you upset with your mate?

[greasemunkygal]

Oh, wow that's awesome! I totally want to come and see it!

...Sam made a mess. A big one. [She's annoyed, clearly. Here, have some footage of the bedroom. It's a nightmare, clothes everywhere, random pieces of metal that Sam had salvaged (maybe they were supposed to be a present? She's not sure), and a robot arm hanging off the bed. Why, Sam. Why.]

[Voice]

[pi_of_cybertron]

Hello, Mikaela!
[ He sounds quite worried, but relieved at the same time. ]
Good to see you're out of hospital now.
...
What did Sam do?

[Voice]

[greasemunkygal]

Hey there~! I'm so happy to be out of that hospital.

...Sam...[grrrrr] He msut have gone a little stir crazy while I was...gone. IT looks like he brought the junkyard back to our room.

[Voice]

[pi_of_cybertron]

Well, that's certainly...interesting...
...what for? Was there a point to it?

[Voice]

[greasemunkygal]

You know, I have no idea what made him do this. It looks like a freakin' hurricane went through here. [Mikaela is clearly disgusted.]

I do know he's going to pick it up. Immediately.

[bringstehnoise]

What did he do this time?

[greasemunkygal]

[Have the same video she showed Nightbeat; there's stuff everywhere in their room, all over the floor, and there's a robotic ARM hanging off the bed. WTF, Sam.]

That. That's what he did.

[bringstehnoise]

Ah, well, he's certainly a teenage boy alright.

[greasemunkygal]

...Do all teenage boys collect arms from dead aliens?

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[lad1esman217]

[Sam is gonna go hide forever X(]

Uh... Hi? [derp derp D:]

voice;

[greasemunkygal]

Sam. Baby. [She's on the hunt, where are you]

voice;

[lad1esman217]

. . . Is everything okay? [he's probably hiding in the kitchen]

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[greasemunkygal]

Of course it is, sweetie. I just want to see you. [Heading downstairs now. She's going to find you. Oh yes she is.]