WHO: Starscream, Skyfire
WHERE: Somewhere in Florida
WHEN: Sunday - Wednesday. Yes, we'll probably be tagging this log for separate days so as to not clog up your log comm ;)
WARNINGS: will probably be fluff but if anything happens I'll edit
SUMMARY: Fluff. Also, possibly they will be going to watch the
space shuttle launch tomorrow. Also, enjoy
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He can't help but smile at his partner's surprise.
"Your shirt is - "
He can't finish the sentence, because the air is knocked out of him with a loud wuff.
"I think that was my ribcage," he manages.
And then he smiles wryly. "She's right. You are a big kid. Sixteen thousand year old protoform is what you are."
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"I'm not a protoform. I maintain that I am far more mature than you are." He can't help but let the smile win him over again, though and he runs a hand through the Seeker's hair fondly.
"What are you doing here? I just poke to you a little while ago- I thought you had work... Not that I'm complaining." The ducks gather in a little feathery mosh pit at his ankles.
"Mm- I'm sorry. Come inside, come inside- Sit down, you must be exhausted." He opens the door, shuffling his ducks and Starscream into the small motel room.
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"Eh, frag work," he says, carefully running a hand through his hair to de-muss it. "One of the many things about being the High and Mighty Leader of the Decepticons is that you can take a day off whenever you slagging well please. Which I have."
He sighed. "As for StarWave, I set things as in order as they're going to get, and I don't want to deal with the rest. So."
"And you're far more interesting than work," he said, a wry smile playing across his lips.
He walked inside, taking off his shoes at the door (Starscream, for all that he left paperwork lying around constantly, was fastidiously clean when it came to things like dirt and food) and dropping his backpack on the floor before flopping across a chair.
And then there was the inevitable. "Do you have anything to eat? I'm starving."
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