C&C Holiday Gift Exchange -- CONCLUSION

[goddamnrobin]

Hello everyone!

THIS IS THE CONCLUSION OF THE HOLIDAY GIFT EXCHANGE.It's Christmas and this means all the Holiday Gift Exchange participants will have to give their gifts away soon. Soon being relative because the exchange date is still the 6th, no worry! I just wanted this up for Christmas because of the atmosphere and all

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THAT THING YOU DO WITH YOUR TEETH

[anonymous]

Hi there! First off, let me say that I'm sorry this is so late, but I was kind of called in as a pinch hitter. I'm also sorry it's rather short, and if you want anything to make up for it just ask! I also hope the ah, subject matter is alright. I know you said the pairing was, but I don't know if the discussion is. And since I was so late I ended up centering it around entirely the wrong holiday, but that should be alright! Enjoy, and a very belated happy holidays. ♥

He just couldn't make sense of it.

The rest of the note made at least some sense. Yes, it was cute in a disgustingly sappy, very Maximal kind of way. But he could understand it.



But then there was that last one.



What in the world was that supposed to mean? He did plenty of things with his teeth. He chewed food, though rarely gum. He accidentally bit his tongue about three times a day. He brushed them a few times a week, when he remembered.

Were there any of these that Metabee particularly liked? And if he did, why?

Waspinator knew that curiosity killed the cat, and had long ago learned not to ask questions he didn't want to know the answer to. But this was one of those things that was going to get under his skin for weeks if he didn't get it sorted out.

Which was why Metabee answered the doorbell to an outstretched hand and his own handwriting, about half an inch from his eyes. At first, he thought Waspinator had some kind of issue with the fact that he'd given him a Valentine's day card in the first place, and tried to explain it away despite his flush. He was used to trying to introduce seemingly normal concepts and have them shot down by 'Predaconz don't ____', but he'd been uncertain enough about mailing this in the first place.

He tried to backpedal, saying it wasn't really that important, it had been a joke, he should have known the buzzbrain wouldn't have understood something like this. He was doing fairly well until Waspinator raised an eyebrow and tapped a finger on the last one, staring intently at him and asking what the notation meant.

Metabee silently thanked his lucky stars he was too dark for a blush to be obvious. With his usual weapons of tactlessness of bluster (and some heavy help from his good friend innuendo), he managed to explain what he'd meant.

To some surprise, Waspinator merely grinned - showing off the choppers in question - and leant forward to wrap his arms around his waist. "Why didn't Yellowbot juzt szay szo?" He crooned with a smirk. "Can do more often, for szure."