buttt… you should get, reminded every so often. uhm, like, everyday. { at least the staring isn’t unusual behavior from this one. purring away as she scoots CLOSER. }

uh - huuuh… hhrmm. { put the bottle DOWN, chompy. she’s trying to prove she can handle the whole bottle. } totally. you’re so hot.

{ ssiiiIPppp… * 🌀 } oh. i knew that.

i don’t LIKE being aloneeeuuhh. { oh, here we go. }

hummmff. you’re no fun sometimes… { but she surely will be FULLLL of fun in just a few minutes. taking another heavy swig of high grade, visor dimming with the intake. whew. }

{ puuurrrr… grabbing up the bottle. } what? i thought you were drinking * with me. { playfully squinting her gaze before taking a swig— YIKES, is that strong! vortex can play off the shock rather well, but her rotors subtly flick instead. }

{ eerie giggling while she snatches up the liquid DEATH. moseying back over to the triple changer, handing off the bottle so he can open it. the least he can do besides… supplying it for her. } o - kay, i picked this one.

grrrr. { releasing her hold upon him to wiggle out of her seat, waddling over to his stash of high grade. now, which one was the strongest… }

it’s gonna be totally DIFFERENT this time. i’ve been training. give me your hardest bottle.

something FUN. can we drink together? i like drinking with you. i can out drink you. { wagging her rotors. }

can we do something.

{ halting her gnawing. } inkkyyyy? ( 😇 )

{ gnawing on blitzwing’s arm. }

{ giggling like the little maniac she is, quick to curl up right beside him. }

{ leans over and BITES. }

{ yaaawwwnn. }

{ nod, nod. take her away, triple changer. * 😋 }

all the kinds of attention. hehehe. { PURRRR, headbutting the palm of his hand. MORE!! }

that’s not how that WORKS. you have to guess, and do nice things for me. ( 😋 ) { cutesy rotors wags. play along, inky. } i want attention.

depends. what would you do for me if i was? { sneakily quirking a brow ridge. you are not sly right now, vortex. }

mmnhhh… i’m not like your triple changer friends… i break easy. ( 🥺 ) { now she’s really playing up the act— but it was a little too much for her smaller frame! compared to blitzwing, at the very least. }

a MESS?! nuh— { SMASH! it’s like heaven to her, if not for the crushing. if he isn’t careful, he’ll dent her frame, or even cut himself on her wiggling rotors! her visor wide, digits clawing at his chassis. } uHhh! tight! TOO tight! crushing! inky, you’re sooo… strong… and hot… ( 😵♨️ )

aAaAaaaAHH! dizzy! ( 😵‍💫 ) { STOOOPP!! even her rotors are moving with his forceful wiggling, slightly spinning from the motion. } walk in on me? hehe. hehehe.

huh? wellll… { oh, he’s being intimidating. wipe that goofy grin off your face, vortex. * 🥴 } oohhh… yeah. i sure did.

AHH!! INKY!! you’re home early?! ( 😖 ) { a wiggly little ‘copter, squirming around in his grasp! hold her more securely, blitzwing. }

( 🤸‍♀️ )

{ crawling up to cling onto his chassis. } i knew it. take me awayyyy ～

hrmmm… are you ready right now. { what did he JUST SAY, vortex. not a single thought behind that wide visor. }

mmnnhhmm. i dunnoooh. i kind of thought it wassshh. { RELEASE HER!! her giggles are muffled, offering another playful flutter of her rotors for him. always mischievous, how can he expect any different here and now? } o - kaaay. but i’d still want to spend time together.

mnuuhh… i would make it worth it for yooouuuhh. ( 🥴 ) { can’t be all too flirty when you’re hooked like a fishy, vortex. she’s all too used to his antics to be affected by this. }

i don’t knooowww… hehehe. { liar. very gently gnawing on his index digit, because she just can’t help herself. } i was thinking you should stay with me and keep me company.

think about you. oh! and i played my game today! inky, the store is gonna be closed for renovations, so i’m gonna be home all week next week… { wagging her rotors. she’s up to no good, undoubtably, nuzzling into the palm of his hand. }

{ JUMPING UP JUMPING UP JUMPING— } inky!! you’re home!! i missed you allll day.

{ it’s like an immediate reaction— optics lighting up her visor. he’s hoooommeee! }

{ taking her afternoon nap while waiting for her triple changer to come home. snnnzzz. }

{ sliiiiiding into his lap. purrrrrrr… }

{ excited, she immediately crawls onto the couch to slip closer to his frame. seated right by his side for right now. } i dunnoooo… you can pick. hehehe…

hiiiii, inky… wanna watch something together?

{ rotor wags… }

{ staring at blitzwing from the edge of the couch. }

{{ how tf did i get on chompy

{ following along as best she can! even acting like she’s walking on air, giggling away. }

{ YAY! hand holding time! her servo quickly reaches to clasp onto his during their flight home, even intertwining their digits. }

you took off so fast. you know i can’t follow you if you speed off… { she softly responds, almost as if hiding the urge to pout. rotors begin to spin to lift her off her pedes, slowly but surely making her way towards blitzwing! }

{ why did he just leave her like that. * 😔 }

you’re so anti - social… let’s go. bye, voltzy! bye… random predacon! { wave, wave, twirling the blade back into its rightful spot on her back. click! }

{ whispering, waddling closer… } what’s wrong, inky?

{ twirl, twirl, twirl… she’s trying to impress you right now, inky. CRACK A SMILE!! }

of course you crashed— there’s a big ol’ dent in the ground, silly. hehehehe. { twirling the blade between her digits, her free hand patting at blitzwing’s side. }

oh. lame… no fight. { immediately turning her frame to look at blitzwing instead, attention honed in on the bigger predacon— gasp! } voltzy?! oh, inky, he’s fine. he won’t hurt us. ( 😊 )