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mightymegatron:

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mightymegatron replied to your post:
uuuuuh frag what do I do (Bee sits straight up.)…

What sort of decorating?

You’re supposed to put lights up outside to show them to the neighbors, and fill the inside with miscellaneous bits of plants that grow in the winter.

The lights I can understand, but the plants make it seem as if you’re turning things inside-out.

…

(Bee snaps to attention.) 

Inside out. 

The lights inside hanging from the ceiling so everything’s all glowy and shadowed, and the plants outside- 

I’ve got these big poles and stuff- Megatron I have an idea! And rope! We need the rope for the idea! 

Rope and poles? (He smirks.) Might you need the assistance of a sentient ladder?

the-scrappy-stinger:

mightymegatron replied to your post:
uuuuuh frag what do I do (Bee sits straight up.)…

What sort of decorating?

You’re supposed to put lights up outside to show them to the neighbors, and fill the inside with miscellaneous bits of plants that grow in the winter.

The lights I can understand, but the plants make it seem as if you’re turning things inside-out.

the-scrappy-stinger‌:

mightymegatron‌:

the-scrappy-stinger‌:

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:: He is- :: (who was he talking about ag- oh! OH! OOOOOH!) :: He is?! He’s WHAT?! IT WORKED OH MY GOD! Is he talking?! Does he have all his memories?! ::

(Bee’s all but screaming into the comm but this is worth screaming about.)

:: what- what, that? Dude, you don’t have to thank me for that! That’s the default! ::

::The default for a knight, my friend. In the face of great dangers, no less. Don’t diminish what you’ve done for me.:: The last is less admonition, said with a smile.

:: Well, then I’m your knight. Point me at some windmills! :: 

:: Also what does Soundwave like to eat? He’s getting so much fraggin’ food it won’t even be funny. ::

Not understanding the reference, Megatron locates the largest concentration of windmills within a short distance and pings the coordinates.

::Anything sweet. If you could somehow condense mercury or arsenic into a single large crystal, he would hoard it jealously. If it’s too sweet for me, it would be perfect.::

the-scrappy-stinger:

mightymegatron:

the-scrappy-stinger:

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:: He is- :: (who was he talking about ag- oh! OH! OOOOOH!) :: He is?! He’s WHAT?! IT WORKED OH MY GOD! Is he talking?! Does he have all his memories?! ::

(Bee’s all but screaming into the comm but this is worth screaming about.)

(Bee rolls his optics. Of all the people he has to snark this at.) 

:: Happy Sunday. :: 

That gets another laugh. It has certainly been a while.

::Happy Sunday indeed. What a day… Thank you again.::

:: For what? For letting you call and freak out about the most emotionally fulfilling getting laid you’ve ever had? I think we’re okay on that front, my lord. :: 

::For making this happiness possible. Protecting us both when we were powerless.::

:: what- what, that? Dude, you don’t have to thank me for that! That’s the default! ::

::The default for a knight, my friend. In the face of great dangers, no less. Don’t diminish what you’ve done for me.:: The last is less admonition, said with a smile.

the-scrappy-stinger:

mightymegatron‌:

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the-scrappy-stinger:

:: He is- :: (who was he talking about ag- oh! OH! OOOOOH!) :: He is?! He’s WHAT?! IT WORKED OH MY GOD! Is he talking?! Does he have all his memories?! ::

(Bee’s all but screaming into the comm but this is worth screaming about.)

(Bee rolls his optics. Of all the people he has to snark this at.) 

:: Happy Sunday. :: 

That gets another laugh. It has certainly been a while.

::Happy Sunday indeed. What a day… Thank you again.::

:: For what? For letting you call and freak out about the most emotionally fulfilling getting laid you’ve ever had? I think we’re okay on that front, my lord. :: 

::For making this happiness possible. Protecting us both when we were powerless.::

the-scrappy-stinger:

mightymegatron:

the-scrappy-stinger:

mightymegatron:

the-scrappy-stinger:

:: He is- :: (who was he talking about ag- oh! OH! OOOOOH!) :: He is?! He’s WHAT?! IT WORKED OH MY GOD! Is he talking?! Does he have all his memories?! ::

(Bee’s all but screaming into the comm but this is worth screaming about.)

The screech is worth any ringing in his audials. He laughs loudly through his side of the comm.

::He is alive and well and as far as we’ve found, his memories are in tact… He is resting now.::

:: OH MY GOOOOOOD! :: 

:: TIS THE FRAGGIN’ SEASON FOR MIRACLES, DUDE! EVERYBODY LIVES, ROSE! AAAAH- ::

(this continues for a little while) 

The celebration warms his spark, and as he joins in his friend’s glee, this time he feels another, foreign thread of joy from within. He’ll have to get used to that.

::I’m still in disbelief… I don’t know what to do with myself. Nothing seems adequate, I’m- Primus we’re bonded, alive! This is a dream…:: It must be. He’s never this happy.

:: wi- Wait WHAT?! Bonded?! Right after?! You can’t just slip something like THAT casually into a conversation!!! ::

::Yes, bonded!! We’ve been conjunx endura, but without a spark he couldn’t… Heh. We wanted to makeup for lost time.::

the-scrappy-stinger:

mightymegatron:

the-scrappy-stinger:

:: He is- :: (who was he talking about ag- oh! OH! OOOOOH!) :: He is?! He’s WHAT?! IT WORKED OH MY GOD! Is he talking?! Does he have all his memories?! ::

(Bee’s all but screaming into the comm but this is worth screaming about.)

The screech is worth any ringing in his audials. He laughs loudly through his side of the comm.

::He is alive and well and as far as we’ve found, his memories are in tact… He is resting now.::

:: OH MY GOOOOOOD! :: 

:: TIS THE FRAGGIN’ SEASON FOR MIRACLES, DUDE! EVERYBODY LIVES, ROSE! AAAAH- ::

(this continues for a little while) 

The celebration warms his spark, and as he joins in his friend’s glee, this time he feels another, foreign thread of joy from within. He’ll have to get used to that.

::I’m still in disbelief… I don’t know what to do with myself. Nothing seems adequate, I’m- Primus we’re bonded, alive! This is a dream…:: It must be. He’s never this happy.

the-scrappy-stinger:

:: He is- :: (who was he talking about ag- oh! OH! OOOOOH!) :: He is?! He’s WHAT?! IT WORKED OH MY GOD! Is he talking?! Does he have all his memories?! ::

(Bee’s all but screaming into the comm but this is worth screaming about.)

The screech is worth any ringing in his audials. He laughs loudly through his side of the comm.

::He is alive and well and as far as we’ve found, his memories are in tact… He is resting now.::