Bonding Party!

[icemasta]

It’s not exactly a celebrity wedding, but considering a lack of budget Snowcat and Demolishor have done pretty well for themselves. The words “BONDING PARTY HERE” have been spray-painted on the door in purple, along with a big Decepticon symbol on both the door and the wall. For tonight, the assembly room is Decepticon territory

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[attair_al_fada]

Starscream has just returned from his latest excursion (Gee, nothing exploded while I was gone did it?) and was navigating his way back to Skyfire's quarters, which he informally shared. (And wasn't that weirdness enough, the late Decepticon Air Commander 'living' in the Autobot's Earth base?)

Purple always catches his eye, given the people who favored it as a major color scheme--but this time it's just writing. More like graffiti, including the Decepticon symbol. "BONDING PARTY HERE," he reads aloud, slightly incredulous.

Who or what was getting bonded, and more importantly, did they have enough energon? Only one way to find out. Starscream pushes open the door and saunters in.

[icemasta]

The zambonis mob the familiar entity, barely giving him room to walk. Snowcat folds his arms. "You're the first one to show up? Figures." He gestures at the table. "Drinks are there. Don't make a fuss."

[attair_al_fada]

Starscream smirks. "Pure chance--which is usually a conspiracy by the universe to afflict me with another bad dose of irony." He tilts his head slightly. "You're Snowcat--Echoshift mentioned you. We haven't met, unless it was in one of those annoying holes in my memory." He chuckles, then announces in a tone that suggests he's saying all that needs to be said, "I'm Starscream."

"Hello, there!" He grins at the zambonis and stoops slightly to peer at them. "I think you're bigger. Evidentially you're not being starved." In spite of his comment, he picks up a cube of the weakest energon on the table and hands it to the closest zamboni. "Have one on me."

[icemasta]

"What do you mean, 'on you'? That's our stuff."

The zambonis chirp Starscream's name as they huddle around the energon. They like him.

[attair_al_fada]

Starscream grins and takes another cube for himself. "Your hospitality is appreciated, Snowcat."

He lowers his voice to the point where its penetrating tone doesn't carry halfway to Rodimus's office and back. "Think you'll have enough energon? I noticed your beer supplier there... If you think you might run low, I've got a few connections who can get the good stuff here on short notice."

He glances around. "You invite the Nexus? I recognize some of these faces."

[icemasta]

"Invited all the people who know us and aren't total jerks. And Pyro's gonna come bring some stuff from his bar as a present for us.

Speaking of which, did you bring anything?" He doesn't expect one, but he feels the need to ask.

[attair_al_fada]

Starscream hesitates for a moment as he bends over and pats a couple of the zambonis. (He has a crowd of chanting admirers! Yes!)

"I just might have a little something," Starscream admits. He produces an unlabeled datastick from subspace and hands it to Snowcat. "Some information you might have fun with. I'd be more specific, but then Metroplex would log it, and it would get back to certain individuals who are already excited enough about my presence here." Mischief sparkles in ruby optics; something has the late Air Commander in an unusually good mood.

(( On examination, the datastick contains all the codes for low-security door locks in Autobot City, along with several security override codes which may allow said locks to be reset/locked out/etc--and may access higher-security locks. There's a reminder that the higher-priority codes may have been or soon will be changed by Security. ))

[icemasta]

Snowcat plugs it into his wrist and examines it. "Ooh. Yeah, you're totally welcome at this party."

The zambonis cheer and nibble his knees.

[attair_al_fada]

Starscream picks up two zambonis at random and perches them one on each shoulder. "Wanna tour the party, kids?"

Oh yes, the late Air Commander is in a very good mood. Must have been the fresh air. The fact that Red Alert would probably be overheating his CPU trying to figure out what Starscream gave Snowcat as soon as the Autobot Security Chief reviewed the logs for this party might have something to do with it, too.

(Starscream, take perverse pleasure in driving an Autobot nuts? Nah. Driving a Security Officer nuts--of course. Just because they were so easy. Take Soundwave, for instance... )

[icemasta]

"Uh-huh!" Four and Five both cling to his shoulder vents, waving down at their siblings.

[attair_al_fada]

Starscream wanders off with his riders, looking around to see who might be worth talking to.

Partway across the room, he stops short. "Where are my manners? Bad enough I kill the mech, but cheating him out of a party is just too cruel."

Starscream sends a message to a certain mech in Medbay: // Ratchet! If you can stand more Decepticons, there's a party up here in Assembly Room #3. Snowcat and Demolisher are hosting, and there's plenty of free high-grade! //

[doc_ratchet]

There's a momentary pause before Ratchet responds: // There won't be by the time I'm done. I'll be there in a jif. //

After all, he had promised himself - on more than one occassion - that he was going to get rip-roaring overcharged. No time like the present!

Pausing in the CMO's office long enough to grab a couple of the drums of VHG that Octane had gifted him with, he wanders off up to Assembly Room #3, which, from the sound of it, is already filling up.

The sight of Starscream with a couple of micro-mechs perched on his shoulders is just about the perfect start. The best parties are the ones that start absurd. No place but fun to go from there.

"Nice accessories," he remarks to Starscream as he wanders up, popping open a drum.

[attair_al_fada]

Starscream glances at his tiny friends, noting the numbers painted on their sides. (Isn't it handy that a Seeker can swivel his head like an owl?)

"Ah, you haven't met Snowcat's little sparklets, have you? Ratchet, meet Zamboni Four and Zamboni Five. Zambonis, meet Ratchet, Autobot Medic, finest kind."

Why yes, Starscream has already gotten into the high grade.

[icemasta]

The zambonis wave at him as well, still holding Starscream's air intakes. "Ratch!"

[doc_ratchet]

Ratchet quirks an optic at that last qualification, amused. Yes, someone has definitely already been into the high grade, and is ahead of Ratchet.

That will never do.

He tips back a large swig from his drum and grins.

"Hello Zamboni Four and Zamboni Five. Nice to meet you!"

[icemasta]

"Hiiiiii!" Zamboni Six butts against his feet.