⠀ uh-huh! i will. don’t hesitate to reach out again if i’m needed, okay? ⠀

⠀ i’m just happy to help when i can. really you were no trouble. i’d do it again if asked. ⠀ ( he smiles, weight hefted up as he stands. ) ⠀ think i’ll head back to base now. settle for the night, y’know? ⠀

⠀ thanks for being so willing to confirm my suspicions. i won’t say a thing about it. you guys are makin’ it work. i’m happy hearing it. ⠀ ( he can’t say for certain if he’ll ever experience what they have in his remaining lifetime. sipping quietly. ) ⠀

⠀ trouble? hm.. i wouldn’t go as far as worrying about that. nothings negatively changed. i mean look at this place— you guys have been working hard for quite sometime now. ⠀

⠀ am i the only one that knows now? ⠀

⠀ i see how you bend over backwards for her. are you sure it isn’t the other way around? ⠀ ( ratio. ) ⠀

⠀ did she tell you? i didn’t mean to intrude. not at all. ⠀

⠀ ( are they going to kiss in there. ) ⠀

⠀ i don’t think it’s bad. ⠀

⠀ ( froze, optics blown wide. sliiiiiiding his attention towards the door. ) ⠀ hey, dude..! ⠀

⠀ do you like him? i won’t tell him— or anyone for that matter. or does he like you? is it mutual? ⠀

⠀ so only he’s able to convince you then? right? sorry. i’m curious. ⠀

⠀ would you have gone still if rotorstorm hadn’t taken initiative..? ⠀ ( he may be onto you, cityspeaker, or close to it. ) ⠀

⠀ you don’t seem too happy about that. don’t you feel better? ⠀

⠀ uh— i can see that you’re able to get around better. but what happened yesterday? ⠀

⠀ ( last day babysitting. please be better than yesterday. ) ⠀

⠀ ( nods. he will. headed on his way. ) ⠀

⠀ right. hope you feel better, sunwire.. ⠀

⠀ she just took them, yeah. ⠀

⠀ you’re okay. i’m sorry i can’t give you anything more. try and relax.. ⠀

⠀ ( knelt at the couch.. ) ⠀ hey, so. he’s coming home right now. but he said i could give you this to hold you over. ⠀ ( opens his palm, revealing the capsule. she’s still got a cube from earlier he sees. ) ⠀

⠀ ( yapping while digging through the cabinets. shes getting something equivalent to advil. ) ⠀

⠀ ok— let me call him real fast. hang tight. ⠀

⠀ can you have anymore? over the counter..? ⠀

⠀ do you need anything..? ⠀

⠀ ( fidgeting digits. ) ⠀

⠀ you got it. see you guys! ⠀

⠀ next two days. got it. that’s reasonable, and not an issue with me. i’ll see you both bright and early then. the usual. ⠀

⠀ i’ll be alright. not that hard of a drive. will i be seeing you tomorrow then? ⠀

⠀ ( slides it inside his subspace. safely tucked away for the journey home. a wave for the ‘copter. ) ⠀

⠀ it’s really all done with intention of making sure we’re fit enough to join the ranks. not to embarrass anyone or unnecessarily expose anything. nothing can be skipped over. that’s how it has to be. ⠀

⠀ it’s nothing for us to be ashamed of i don’t think. ⠀ ( to put it plainly, the mission logs are glorified. ironfist has a habit of doing such, but the psych evaluations are very much nitty gritty & straight to it. ) ⠀

⠀ it’s regularly updated and available to the public. there’s nothing in there that hasn’t been read by someone. but i understand. it’s not for everyone. ⠀ ( settled within his seat again. ) ⠀

⠀ ( he bombarded autobot high command until they gave in. when he said dedicated, he MEANT it. ) ⠀ yes. every wrecker to have ever been. ⠀ ( pyro, rotorstorm, himself, hot shot, thunderclash, roadbuster, minerva. they’re all there. ) ⠀

⠀ rung has to evaluate and sign off on each and every pick, yes. ⠀ ( he’s up & grabbing * the laptop. diehard readers would kill to be in her position, scrolling the glossary & starting her off at the beginning of the screenings as it’s handed over. ) ⠀

⠀ i’ve got psych profiles, mission reports, transcripts, background checks, and more. pick your poison. ⠀

⠀ well just like any other hobbyist i take pride in fishing out everything there is to know about something. it wasn’t hard to track down memorabilia or mission logs. all it takes is dedication. ⠀ * ✨ ⠀

⠀ i don’t guess it’s that big of a secret anymore.. i mean, only all of the wreckers know it by now. i’m getting my word count up for the declassified logs. that’s what the guys would say. but i’m really makin’ them better! ⠀

⠀ okay! ⠀ ( he’ll get her one too. what if the chocolate makes her thirsty?! arm holding the candy & drink extended outwards for her to accept the goods. ) ⠀ there you are. ⠀

⠀ okay. i’ll be right back. ⠀ ( see! that wasn’t so bad telling him, was it?! ) ⠀

⠀ don’t mention it. can i get you anything that’ll maybe make you feel better? ⠀

⠀ ( AT WORK!!! ) ⠀ and thunder is loud, sporadic, and often times completely unexpected. one fear isn’t any less valid than another, sunwire. ⠀

⠀ not at all. everyone’s afraid of something. i’ve got a terrible fear of rust. it’s called iophobia. ⠀

⠀ ( stands & transfers over to sit next to her on the couch. ) ⠀ understood. i’m here to help if i can. it won’t last long. ⠀

⠀ what’s the matter? are you hurtin’? ⠀ ( gently closes his laptop. ) ⠀

⠀ ( typing.. blink. ) ⠀

⠀ ( his seemingly endless typing can be put on hold!! ask him!! ) ⠀

⠀ i will. don’t worry about me. ⠀ ( completing a unique handshake with the other wrecker, mask resuming over his features. ) ⠀ see you guys! ⠀ ( waddling on his merry little way. ) ⠀

⠀ well, in that case i guess i’ll see you tomorrow then, sunwire. and you too, rotorstorm. i should head on back now. ⠀

⠀ it wasn’t anything like that. i didn’t feel like i was the best.. option. ⠀ ( he’s awkward sometimes, sunwire, c’mon. ) ⠀