::Bumblebee. I wish to speak with you.::

the-scrappy-stinger:

mightymegatron:

the-scrappy-stinger:

(perks!) 

:: Yessir! You had a question? ::

::Rung has invited me to the celebration.::

:: OH YEAH! I’ve- it’s- you take a really deep bath and then you make yourself presentable, and then you pray! And then you enjoy each other’s company! Are you gonna come too?! ::

:: please come it would help me feel less awkward ::

:: i’m not a very spiritual mech generally and sitting and saying prayers to things feels kind of weird ::

::I would never have chosen to take part in something like this on my own, but I admit… his passion for this holiday has made me curious. I’m excited and intrigued. How does he do that?::

::I’m out of practice as well. I haven’t prayed in millenia. I am coming, regardless.::

Soundwave replayed a recording of Knock Out whistling. Megatron had polished himself for the evening, silver glinting as the edges of his scars caught the light. He smirked at the commentary, hushing his teasing conjunx with a nuzzle to his crest. “Contact me if anything arises, Soundwave… and thank you.” The spymaster removed his mask, just long enough to lean up for a proper kiss. “Of course,” Megatron answered, replying to the question Soundwave’s telepathy had sent him. “I’ll check in, I promise.” Thin digits briefly rested over the sigil on his chest. 

“Always,” he replied again. “Enjoy yourself while I’m gone.”

willnotgogently:

mightymegatron:

willnotgogently:

@mightymegatron you truly don’t believe that you were open in your letters? I felt like you put much of yourself in your words.

Ah, yes… Those letters were the first things I’d written for a single person since… I can’t remember when. Rousing speeches for the masses can’t be nearly so personal. For you, I felt far more inspired, revealing so much… and yet hiding behind my anonymity. Wanting to be so open with you perplexed me.

I’m so glad you decided to be open though, hiding behind anonymity or no, your words always made me happy.

As am I. Your responses always inspired me further- are you certain you aren’t some sort of muse?

willnotgogently:

@mightymegatron you truly don’t believe that you were open in your letters? I felt like you put much of yourself in your words.

Ah, yes… Those letters were the first things I’d written for a single person since… I can’t remember when. Rousing speeches for the masses can’t be nearly so personal. For you, I felt far more inspired, revealing so much… and yet hiding behind my anonymity. Wanting to be so open with you perplexed me.