o21 ★ THIS CALLS FOR A TRAINING MONTAGE

[electrowhipit]

[ Jolt's been here quite a while, and he's realized he's gotten pretty lazy. Ironhide would have words for him if he knew he'd stopped training- words and maybe a good old-fashioned Ironhide-brand beating.

So Jolt is in his front yard- the driveway mostly- working with his whips. The exercises start out simple- he swings them around a bit, getting

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[weaponsparked]

[And guess who just so happens to be making his way to see you, on a new pair of crutches! Care of that one blond kid whose name Sideswipe can never remember. He's moving slowly though, with care, and stops on the sidewalk to watch you do that.

For a long time.

Like a creeper.

It's been far too long since he saw Jolt do anything with his weapons, and he's more than content to simply watch him work.]

[electrowhipit]

[ And work he does, for a long while, completely unaware of his audience ]

[weaponsparked]

[All the while, he starts leaning more and more on your fence. He's still rather sore, but really doesn't want to stop watching Jolt.]

Damn.

[electrowhipit]

[ This body doesn't quite have the stamina of his other one, so it's time to wrap it up and try to catch his breath ]

[weaponsparked]

[And he shifts his weight enough to free his hands and clap for you.]

Brilliant.

[electrowhipit]

[ That startles him! ]

Sideswipe!

[weaponsparked]

In the... slightly bruised flesh, darling.

[He just grins.]

[electrowhipit]

Should you even be moving?

[weaponsparked]

... Probably not. But I had to try out my new toys.

[electrowhipit]

New what?

[weaponsparked]

[He shifts over to his good leg, and waves a crutch at Jolt.]

See?

[electrowhipit]

Where did you get crutches?

[weaponsparked]

Um... the little medic human whose name I never remember.

[electrowhipit]

Little human medic?

[weaponsparked]

... the blonde one. He was there after this--[gesturing to the leg]--happened. Remember?

[electrowhipit]

Oh! You mean Lucas.