Made it to 26746, by dint of having the whole day off and not accomplishing much of anything else, and no wildlife calls or visitors or other unexpected things showing up (and writing lots of gloopy glorp and never ever erasing anything - I just change to strikethrough, save those words, yeah bb ;D). Also, I found a nifty Barricade at the grocery store, who is now sitting next to my computer for inspiration, being fondly nibbled on by kittehs and staring at me reproachfully. Poor poor Barricade XD
November's actually nearly a perfect month for me to do NaNo, with my work schedule, as they're practically pushing us out the door to use our vacation time and I'm not in charge of any big family gatherings for Thanksgiving. Still, after a full day's work I'm usually too worn out by the time I get home to make word count, so I'm not sure if I'll make it to the finish line, but it's got me to the point where the characters start doing things on their own, which is quite fun ^^
It wasn’t until the small mech was scrambling swarming up Barricade’s leg armor yelling his name that he was able to put a name to him.
“Frenzy, Frenzy, by Primus, you little glitch! I thought you were deactivated!”
“Ha! Stupid squishies, stupid Autobutts, couldn’t even chop me up right.” Frenzy made a rude electronic sound. Barricade had never been so happy to hear it. “Hey, medic-bot,” he called, as First Aid poked his head out at their arrival and Hot Spot, who had been recharging in alt mode, transformed. “Hey fire-butt.”
“Frenzy.” First Aid smiled. “I’m so happy to see you. See, I told you we’d find him.” Barricade was astonished to see Frenzy dip his optic stalks bashfully.
“Aw, never doubted you, doc. Honorable Autobutt, all that slag. Are these the hatchies? Little Barricade babies, lookitem, aw.”