Hnf. Keep your musical criticisms to yourself, Autotobot spy. Though he would admit his singing is probably best enhanced by several cases of engex.
If you offer him enough of the engex, he may even be convinced to stop singing.
You can just, you know, file that away for future reference. Because today, Deadlock is all about sharing!
"Yeah, well, you know. I owe you for...uh...something?" He tilts his head at the end, a little puzzled. He can't remember exactly why he's doing this. But that doesn't matter.
Especially in light of her appearance. He frowns, betting she tracked that dirt over the carpet which he'd JUST vacuumed. He pushes to his feet, grabbing her by the wrist, dragging her to the maintenance facility. "I'm fine. You, however. Hot mess."
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If you offer him enough of the engex, he may even be convinced to stop singing.
You can just, you know, file that away for future reference. Because today, Deadlock is all about sharing!
"Yeah, well, you know. I owe you for...uh...something?" He tilts his head at the end, a little puzzled. He can't remember exactly why he's doing this. But that doesn't matter.
Especially in light of her appearance. He frowns, betting she tracked that dirt over the carpet which he'd JUST vacuumed. He pushes to his feet, grabbing her by the wrist, dragging her to the maintenance facility. "I'm fine. You, however. Hot mess."