{ trust that his bowl will be CLEANED OUT in just a few minutes. don’t burn your glossa now, pyro… }

{ he’s comingggg. and he’s going to sit next to YOU, ironfist. it’d be awkward to take the one next to sunwire… well, for him. } thank you for the meal. you really didn’t have to do all of this. ( 💧 )

huh? oh— { UP ON YOUR FEET SOLDIER!! }

{ what are they even watching right now. }

{ just two bros, sitting together on the couch. he’s offering ironfist the remote. }

ah… that should… help, yes. thank you. { she’s awfully thoughtful, quick to take a seat once the offer is put out there, massaging at his temples. } is he alright?

okay. let’s go then— i’m going slow, though. { considering his cradling his own helm as it is, sliding off the bed! off you go, pyro. }

something smells good… don’t you smell it? either way— i need medicine. want me to get you some?

{ awakened by the smell of FOOD. he can just tell it’s savory, raising his frame to sit up. }

oh. hmm… okay. goodnight.

where… are we. { once he answers, pyro will be back out on a proper recharge cycle, don’t worry. }

{ wait. this isn’t his uncomfortable berth. immediately onlining his optics to be met with the most god awful headache known to man. } ughh… ironfist…?

{ teehee… that tickles. }

{ snorreeee… }

{ snuggle. }

{ opening up a spot within the blankets. it’s drunk cuddling time, ironfist. }

ouhh. sorry… { being dragged. }

{ BONKS himself into the wall. that’s the left, pyro. other way. }

{ he’ll try. unfortunately stomping up the stairs, he doesn’t mean to do that, he swears. } mmnhhrrr. to the right, or left…

{ he may be stumbling here and there, but he’s coming to a stand! giving the cityspeaker a wave… } thank you… and very nice brownies. ( 👍 ) { slowly but surely, making his way to the stairs. }

okay. ( 🙂‍↕️ )

{{ r they gonna sleep together :3

mmnnh. you pick. i don’t… mind either.

{ dizzy side eye… }

{ he’s trying to pull rotorstorm off the floor, but plops halfway onto the couch. that last drink is catching up in his system… * 😵‍💫 }

{ getting more wobbily… place DOWN the wreckers before you inevitably tumble. } yesss… perhaps we… drank a little too much— we wanted to ensure rotorstorm could make it back. here… he is. { rotorstorm STAND. }

{ very good, ironfist. }

{ holding ironfist outwards… can you ring the doorbell… he’s a little occupied. }

{ oh goodness gracious. you have to be the responsible one right now, pyro. gently scooping up the smaller wrecker in his other arm. carrying two mech while just a little wobbly himself— what could go wrong?! off to the rotorstorm residence. }

AHT. sttOOOP. { CAREFULLY halting his rotors. even in his drunken state, he knows they’re sharp. } ironfist, we’ll just… drop him off first. okay?

… { wordlessly pushing open the door to release the ‘copter. he’ll be scooped up underneath pyro’s arm once he stumbles on out of the bar, since they know where you live away, rotorstorm. }

{ signaling for ironfist to follow— if he can. pyro can hold you until they get home… probably. } rotorstorm, don’t hurt yourself… wait up.

mm? i’m sure you’ll hardly be able to— stand. you drank more than last time. { side eyeing ironfist. can you believe this?! }

i’m not DEAD. { he seems almost offended at the prospect, lifting up his helm, propping his chin into his palm. pouty. }

rotorsTORm… knock it oouFF. ( 🌀 )

{ helm on the table. }

{ DRINKS DRINKS DRINKS DRINKS DRINKS— }

… hmf. { you’ve won this round, ‘copter. } yes, i’d recommend that drink for you. leaves a nice aftertaste, too.

you’re playing hard ball already? it’s not even dark out yet. ease into the drinking, rotorstorm… { you’re one to talk, pyro. your first go - to drink is called ‘ lights out! ’ }

{ pyro, being the dud of the group, has no need to look over the menu since he always orders the same two drinks anytime he comes here. munch… }

{ side eyeing the treats… only to ironfist’s words does he reach out to take one of the brownies. that means you have to take off your battle mask early, fool. } hmm. how nice of her.

{ HURRY UP, they already got a booth. }

{ off to the bar they go! what a pair, these two. }

{ HE’S WAITING!!! holding open the door for him. }

mm - hmm. i’m sorry to break up your time with hot shot’s little companion… i’ll wait for you outside, hm?

we’re meeting rotorstorm at the bar in twenty minutes… { squatting down before the smaller, offering a palm. } i said you’d join. just some drinks.

{ nudging ironfist. }

got it. see you then, rotorstorm. tell your roommate i said hello… it’s been a little while.

sounds good. i’ll properly invite him once he… gets to be with the bird again. whenever you’d like to go, just let me know. { so he can try and get some medicine in his system before drinking. }

mmm. alright, i would like to do that. is ironfist going to be coming with us as well?