{ COVERING IN PROGRESS! get the details, honey. }

we can go back to the room and cuddle, baby. let’s get goin’. { swindle grins, leading the smaller along by the small of his back, keeping a protective hold around him. he’ll get you home safe and sound! }

{ good god, he’s like the glitter fairy. snickering… } ‘kay, hot stuff… you wanting to go, then? have you partied yourself out?

{ grrrrrr… he does enjoy his chest rubs, so it soothes him. for now. } alright, baby. want another drink, or are you set for the night? i’m driving you, so you can have as much as you want… { smonch! }

someone blasted you? that bitch… where are they? { SWINDLE, RELAX. already scoping for the individual in question, a harsh scowl forming on his features. nobody messes with his hot shot! }

why are you covered in glitter.

{ NO. hot shot seems to be enjoying himself, so he won’t be the party pooper! slipping an arm around the smaller man’s hips… }

{ we can only assume. he much prefers suborbitals for sure… }

{ absolutely clueless. }

’kay… see ya. { sending them off with a wave, slightly leaning on his own stick. }

{ kitt said he had some days off… what gives? maybe they can try for another night— it’s not as if it’s their last day on earth! you’re on vacation, might as well enjoy it. } what can you do when duty calls, right? need any help getting back?

yeah, what gives? you dance a little and get tired from that? i thought you were a party animal or somethin’. { he looks as though he would be, to say the least... subtly side eyeing kitt. }

{ snrk. he’s won two out of the three games they’ve played so far— hot shot could tie it up right now! } yeah, pretty good. how’s it going for you, knight?

{ they’re still at the pool tables! come on by, knight! }

( ❓ ) { was that kitt running around just now, or was it his imagination… }

please. you’re not that great at the game, baby… { smonch, quickly moving to a stand! follow! }

leave it to kitt to not be affected by alcohol… hey, hot shot. care to play some pool? after, we could get the other two to dance with us. { nudge, nudge. }

{ snickering. okayyy, heavy weight… }

{ what the… hardly any reaction from this guy. taking another swig of his drink. } it’s artificial.

{ nothing good. if anything, it’s super bitter with a sour aftertaste— offering it to hot shot. }

{ shots are always the easiest for beginners… don’t get too crazy, kitt! }

i’m surprised you even ordered alcohol, kitt. are you old enough to drink? { snicker… he’s just teasing. downing a shot alongside hot shot! }

{ reaching over to lightly flick kitt’s forehead… }

{ KISS, KISSSS! }

{ that’s the stufffff. grinning away, sliding a hand to reside on hot shot’s waist. }

{ did this creator guy die. everything is said in the past tense— swindle won’t harp on it any longer, offering a smile in return. } that’s not a bad sentiment… i’m sure you’re doing great, for what it’s worth. both of you, really.

you must be real important to your job to have someone like kitt crafted just for you. is there more to it than that? { it’s a little impressive, to say the least… or nepotism, maybe. }

{ it really IS in the touchy category. proceed with caution, swindle! } the foundation, right? that’s pretty smart, making up the most indestructible guy around for you. he’s kind of like your protector then, huh?

hey, i had a question, michael… if you don’t mind me asking. how did you two get paired up together? { it seems a little more than just a harmless partnership right now. * 🤨 }

{ OWWWUHHH. }

{ snickering… suckerrrr. he asks for permission, it’s such an interesting relationship the other two have. especially to swindle. }

heh. that tickles… if anyone needs sunscreen, it’s kitt, baby. { smooches!! }

{ HE’S IN THE SHADE, HE’S FINE. }

{ LOOK AT THE BALL!! POINTING, POINTING. }

{ watching hot shot hop around over there— he’s leaving kitt unattended. SWINDLE LOOK ALIVE! }

so stubborn. { so are you, cube. he’s keeping up with ease! }

{ ON HIS TAIL! } want me to carry that for ya, baby?

{ does he have to wear a shirt. the beach is just a short walk away from their hotel… }

{ is this ALLOWED? not that swindle truly cares, he’s happy to be dragged along, shutting the curtain behind him as he’s within hot shot’s grasp. an expert opinion would be needed in a case like this, oh for sure. }

you already got that, baby. { snrk. leaning in to return a proper kiss, tugging the smaller man CLOSER. }

let’s buy it… anything else catch your eye? { smooch. }

i think we should buy it. wear it out, even. it’s so your color.

{ YEEEESSS!! waiting patiently. }

{ placing the shirt in his possession for inspection. }

{ holding up a cropped t - shirt for hot shot to try on. pervert. }

hm? oh! thanks. they’re high tech… i’ll show ya later, if you’d like. { swindle visibly perks up to the compliment, tapping the side which causes a subtle glow to occur. they sure LOOK fancy. } ready to hit the shops? we’re just wantin’ to look around and see what all there is to offer out here.

hey, we asked about you too, michael. don’t feel left out. { flashing a grin! in his books, michael was much more likable than most humans— it seemed like the peacock freaked him out more than anything. } now that you mention it, yeah… must’ve taken awhile to craft the perfect look for ’em. ( 🙂‍↕️ )

{ it really IS him, giving a smooch to hot shot’s cheek before straightening up. } heyyy, kitt, michael. nice new get up you got… you can even have your own holo. { so damn tall and handsome, the both of them. * 💢 }

… what’s he all hot for? sure picked quite the holo… { quirking a brow, folding his arms over his chest. SWINDLEEEE. don’t be jealous because he’s visibly taller than you are. }

{ nudging hot shot. } who the hell is * that?