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So, yes. I actually am still alive. My life is just boring and I have not been very creative the past couple of months. Which makes me sad, but meh. So sad I was drinking alone on Saturday night, actually. That was fun. Watching Yu-Gi-Oh while drunk is certainly an experience. I am still not sure how I actually ended up watching kids playing card ( Read more... )
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"Twinkle, twinkle, little star," Carly sang slowly and loudly, making sure the large red Autobot before her was able to follow. "How I wonder what you are? Up above the world so high, like a diamond in the sky. Twinkle, twinkle, little star. How I wonder what you are?"
"And that's a - a - child's? A child's nursery rhyme?" Inferno asked, looking as puzzled as a giant alien robot could possibly manage to look. Carly didn't bother hiding her grin, certain the other was too much under the influence of - well, whatever it was that got Cybertronians to behave like this. Chip and Wheeljack had tried to explain the entire process to her at some point, but she'd tuned out after 'energon purification process' had been repeated for the third time.
"Sure is," she answered. "Don't ask me what the point of it is, though - I had to spend half an hour explaining to Perceptor that most of these things are just for relaxation, and to try and help babies drift of to sleep or at least calm down when they're upset."
"Relaxation, eh?" Inferno frowned down at her for a moment, before staring out across the room. "Yeah, relaxation sounds good. How did it go now?"
"Twinkle, twinkle, little star," Carly sang, biting back on a giggle as Inferno joined in, horribly off-key and out of time. Apparently being a robot din't necessarily mean you would automatically be able to sing with any degree of even technical skill.
"I'm drunk and so are you!" Inferno continued loudly, before looking back down at Carly. "No, wait, that's not how it goes. 'I'm drunk and so you are!' Nah, still not right."
"Well at least it rhymed," Carly said diplomatically. "You're a poet and you didn't even know it."
"I ain't a poet," Inferno protested weakly. "Naw, wait. that was - was - was a joke or something, wasn't it?" He looked around blearily as most of the room began laughing merrily, Carly among them. "It wasn't that funny," he murmured rebelliously.
"No, it wasn't," Carly agreed, smiling. After all, it wasn't every day you got to spend time with drunk giant alien robots, and she intended to enjoy every minute of it. "did you want to learn another nursery rhyme?" she offered brightly.
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...haha, this one did not actually want to end :|
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