Who: Optimus and Sentinel Primes
Where: Some random suburbian mall
When: Backlogged to Saturday Morning (7/25)
Summary: Stuck in bodies they don't want, Optimus and Sentinel(le) need to go find clothes that fit.
Warnings: Hideousness. Utter hideousness that can only be brought about by two incredibly manry characters that are really robots stuck as women. We regret nothing.
Format: paraquick idc
The entrance to the Westbridge Mall loomed in front of them. Parking hadn't been so bad, but there was the incredibly awkward drive out of the City. Sentinel hadn't said a word to Optimus since she'd (she. Pronouns, urgh.) marched into Sentinel's room that morning and declared that they were going to go shopping for clothing that fit. Optimus didn't even give time for Sentinel to react. Sentinel HAD, of course, but Optimus was in a rare mood - namely, ignoring everything Sentinel had to say for the sake of her own sanity.
That and it was weird to hear Sentinel's normal wheedling and complaining in a woman's voice.
Now they were standing inside the shopping center, and although Optimus had familiarity with malls and how humans did shopping... she had absolutely no idea how to do so herself. The internet was only so informative.