Break out the hair curlers and makeup kits!

[yourlittleguy]

WHO: Cheetor/yourlittleguy; Metabee/battlebeetlebot; Bumblebee/therighttune; Waspinator/chewtoyoffate. Any other denizens of the Autobase are free to join!
WHERE: The Autobase.
WHEN: Backdated to last Thursday because I am a failure.
WARNINGS: I can't promise I'm not going to make a lot of Mean Girls references here.
SUMMARY: Cheetor's been having a bad month. Fortunately, he has some new friends to

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Seconding!

[therighttune]

Bumblebee had been lounging about on the couch, watching the tv (some kind of cartoon about a duck and a rabbit) when the knock sounded at the door. Truthfully he could have gotten up to answer it himself, it was more fun though playing to his mischevious side and letting Metabee answer it. The other boy was proving incredibly funny to tease about this, whereas Bumblebee had gotten over it realitvely quick he was still freaking out.

But hey, he'd at least given him clothes as a helpful gesture.

He turned and folded his arms on the back of the couch when he heard who it was, a grin on his features as he sounded a greeting, "Welcome to the house of fun, Welcome to the lions den."

Everyone loves them some Mean Girls

[yourlittleguy]

Cheetor had to admit, he hadn't expected a girl to open the door. Neither Autobts' method of talking had led him to believe that both were male, and he was now definitely aware why it's such a bad idea to assume. But hopefully the initial look of shock on his face had passed quickly, and he smiled. "Yeah, Cheetor," he answered, and then turned his attention to the one on the couch, who had just greeted him in an odd sort of way.

"Er.... Did you just sing at me?"

He was just going to ignore the bit where he'd actually accompanied himself, too. Yes, sir.