“Isn’t it past your bedtime, Rumble?”
That coming from the bot that still needs his creator to tuck’em in before recharge.
Come on guys- don’t gotta fight over little ol me.
Eject snorts through his vents. “What, you think that just because I’m real open about my feelin’s for my boss, it makes me less of a mech? You would. Because,” he clarified, “you’re dumb, Rumble.”
When Whirl adds his two cents in, Eject pauses… and then grins. Privately, he pings Whirl. “I sense a golden opportunity here, Whirl.” To Rumble, he says, “Jeez, sorry. I didn’t mean to step on anything. Didn’t know you had those kinda feelin’s for him, Rumble.”
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“Gotta say, Rumble, I can’t fault your taste,” Eject goes on, enjoying himself entirely too much at this point. “But...
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Okay, what are you fraggers going on about? Yeah, I think Whirl is cool, but- *He stops when Whirl suggest they talk...
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