Teacher, Teacher

[cybertronismine]

Who: Megatron, anyone who feels like learning from him.
Where: The Plaza of Infernos.
When: Today.
Warnings: None

Comments

[mmmphh]

Pyro had considered sneaking in just in case there were any residual dispensers around BUT the call to perfect the hat-making mechanism of this new arena was too strong in her ears. THUS she wound up sauntering in, V-esque hat plopped on her head proudly as a testament to WHAT SHE WAS HERE TO ACCOMPLISH TODAY.
AND THAT WAS MAKE TEN THOUSAND MORE HATS YES.

-unfortunately upon entering, the plaza was nowhere near as On Fire as she'd been expecting from its name, and she visibly sagged a little bit in disappointment for a second before QUICKLY RIGHTING HERSELF COME ON PYRO.
MAYBE IT'D BE ON FIRE LATER.
RIGHT NOW WAS JUST PREPARATION FOR THE FIRE LATER.

[cybertronismine]

Megatron eyed Pyro skeptically. The people he had to put up with.

"Yes?"

[mmmphh]

"MMPH MUMPH MPH MPH!" Pyro announced VERY CLEARLY AND COHERENTLY OBVIOUSLY, gesturing some weird unidentifiable gesture with her huge hands and WELL WHATEVER IT MEANT IT SURE DID CONVEY THE LEVEL OF HAT-RELATED EXCITEMENT HERE.
well maybe not hat-related that part might've been a little vague.

[cybertronismine]

"...I cannot understand a word of what you are saying," Megatron replied, looking rather bemused.

[mmmphh]

ONCE MORE THIS CITY HAS GIVEN PYRO ANOTHER HARD OF HEARING INDIVIDUAL TO DEAL WITH.
It wasn't that Pyro herself was just completely incoherent or anything nope.
Hands on her hips, Pyro made some hmm gurgles as she thought this over before trying to snap her rubber fingers in an AH HAH! moment and not really getting that snapping sound across very clearly. She took off her hat and waved it around, because obviously bending was just for making more hats and this man would VERY OBVIOUSLY UNDERSTAND THAT SHE WAS HERE FOR HAT MAKING LESSONS.
THIS IS A BRILLIANT IDEA.