⠀ this is very understandable, actually .

⠀ ( 💭 is it... cruel that i wish they weren't having... too much fun without me.. .. i hope my brother doesn't feel exasperated with my ask.. but surely he should feel secure enough with the various lists i've supplied detailing her care.. i shouldn't pry so hard.. he'll only pull away more ..

⠀ wisp -- gal -- ⠀

⠀ ( ' fed wasp- WISP. fed wis-STOP. DON'T PINCH YOURSELF AGAIN. THAT HURTS. NO DON'T DO IT. I CAN TELL YOU'RE THINKING ABOU- oW- FUCK YOU. I FED THE CAT. ' what topspin isn't privy to, from twin twists thoughts, is that twin twist is playing the sims & feeding his Dog. not his cat.

⠀ ( 💭 she called him step - pa . . )

pa and step paw are flirting and I haven’t been fed in days . what the freak .

⠀ i believe they have , as the colloquial human term may call it, ' jipped ' you of the higher score you deserve with your continual exhibition of excellence . hm. i shall converse with the creators of this soon congratulations, however, this is indeed a good score.. but a stakeout score ?

⠀ AHM NOT SICK . CRYING . ⠀

⠀ this only continues to add to you perfect score . 121.4% in my optics . there is no need to seek council from the cruel .

⠀ she is content with this . ⠀

⠀ i am a failure .

⠀ ( the descent through the earth's atmosphere has heated his subspace considerably as the items were shoved to side, directing it to his compartment. warmed like they were in a microwave, he takes out a blanket ems would use to comfort, soft, hot, & encompassing, tenderly opening the hinge,

⠀ ( topspin & blaster in space, having fun, if the world wasn't evil . ) ⠀

⠀ ( the hovercraft rises, carefully, from the defying of space, finials perking. was that.. a burnt out star ? he hovers closer, gliding past bitter rock debris, visor scanning for signs of potential threat prior to potential life, but then the color becomes more distinct, faded, but familiar .

lemons. switched to the blaster account just to post this. MY SHAYYYLAAA!!!!

⠀ (' topspin. this is important. don't block this thought out. ...muchlikeyoublockeverythingout... you really are like the mecha version of Elsa, you know that? actually, let me sing-') OHMYGOD.WHAT. TWINTWIST. FINISH YOUR THOUGHT. ( '..i feel like someone just disrespected me bro 💔 '

lemons. literally crying right now. my shayla (topspin) is dead. i'm so sad. and twintwist i guess. but topspin my shayla.... just one more issue and i'm done. oh my god. i have to read this through tears.

[ topspin you’ve been in space for fOUR DAYS . COME SEE YOUR DAUGHTER . ]

⠀ ( still drifting in the dead of space. letting his thoughts float around with him. unpert- ' HAVE YOU SEEN SINNERS? I'M SO STACK, THE SEXY ONE. YOU'RE SMOKE. THE BLUE TWIN. SEE. HE'S EVEN BLUE. WATCH SI-' tuning out his branch brother's intrusive thoughts frowning loud even in mental processing )

⠀ ( what . )

⠀ ( letting gravity determine where he shall drift toward next, he lays in the chill of outer space, servos resting behind his helm, hoverjets only activating to avoid stray space debris as needed. mahogany optics map out the stars . )

⠀ ( the prized, not to be disclosed data in question: - am i bring watched - am i even watching ? or am i.. not me... - what am i even watching - is this real - is any of this real - DOES ANYTHIGN EVEN MATTER ANYMO - pictures of baby goats ⠀

{{ ok damn i wont move out topspin

⠀ ( topspin's servo retracted from the tank at once, as if he burned him, unable to conceal the shock. did.. guzzle hear what he told wisp while paying his bail? he was only stating the objective truths.. but. perhaps too much. this is why he keeps his distance. it's not that he was hiding anything

⠀ ( he won the argument, but with impactor, there was always War. he felt bad for her. but he wasn't going to stand around & let him bring everyone down with her. a hovercraft wing flicks, bown optics darting with concern. ) .. are you okay? i'm sorry that i wasn't here sooner. she didn't-

⠀ you turned yours first. & don't surmise me surprised if i have to guess that energon that you're . So. Kindly. gesturing to me with-- isn't a decepticon's. these are springer's mech now. don't come crying to us because you lost that chance . ( visor narrowed, wings splaying out

⠀ ... ( he doesn't like that look. turning to guzzle & pushing him away now. GO. expression flattened. brown optics wide but hidden. but did it even matter . ) .. impactor -- ( he doesn't even think. he doesn't have time. topspin shoots the harpoon's looping length with one shot from his blaster

⠀ .. pneumatix, you are an awful, awful little man. get. up here. Now . ( WHERE did impactor come from. hovering to the window, pointing to the back of the building . ) leave that way. stop laughing at this & go, guzzle . ( a big frown on his face, unable to hide his worried features .

⠀ ( primus, why did he have to show now . ) ( hate my life. when can i finally die. hopefully my stupid brother falls off a cliff somewhere . ) ( .. i don't mean that.. ... about my brother . the rest is fine though . )

⠀ ( staring out the prison window, watching in the air, frowning. '.. that's not nice ..' he wants to intervene, but the incoming comm reminds him of his current pressing obligation. saving guzzle's hide. he couldn't help but feel bad for the other aerial mech, though. appearances were everything

⠀ . . you put yourself. in a box. an enclosed space. with the mech. who shot you. point - blank. with a shotgun . without a blink . who is known. for his detestation. of decepticons. past, or not, he is notorious for hatred. & you visit him . ( topspin has to turn his stare away, dead dialect

⠀ ( finials twitching up before pressing back . flatline curving into a growing scowl . ) guzzle. wake. u- ( the differences between work topspin & regular are subtle tweaks in theory with major consequences. the wrecker's icy tone shatters with his expression: panic seeps into the cracks ) wisp -?

⠀ 10,000 shanix. 3k plus for the troubles . (.. & it just looks better rounded up like that . ) ( setting the shanix on the counter before briskly pacing over to guzzle's box & whisking away the tarp covering it . ) you can stay at my place for now. twin twist rarely occupies the space anymore .

⠀ ( the hovercraft's stoic remains unchanged until it parts with his quiet ) oh . ( finials spin as the sides of his helm, logging in this corrected information ) that is satisfactory according to that matter, then. though, i respectfully suspect that there still lies an unresolved complication ?

⠀ ... ( ..verity ? movements precise, never slow, he starts to brew a warm herbal tea, starts a 3 fatty acid rich food searing, & retrieves soft heating pads, pillows, & warm blankets, draping the warm cloths around her tint form in a bit of an overkilling overserve . he's read about this .. )

⠀ . . .

⠀ ( grandpa... .... swiping away a calendar HUD on his visor that says ' stand outside of your house & watch the sun rise while thinking about your garden . ' ... ridiculous. he is no senior. crouching down & picking up a pink & yellow egg, showing it to wisp ) would you like to help me find these

⠀ your temper is quicker than your flight . ( holding an Easter basket for the little ones, helping them find the eggs he hid in the morning . ) as if they were acid pellets .

⠀ ( mouth kept in a flatline the entire walk to the complex. casually flipping guzzle & the sink upside down over a weapons' bin & shaking him, digits gripping at the tank's stocky thighs to keep him from being freed by the shaking as the weapons fall. righting the sink captive back up

⠀ ( applying metallic patching to the mini's wound, extracting the shotgun shrapnel with careful movements after sedation was applied to the site. staring at the sink dweller the entire length of the procedure. only letting his visored visage soften when he turned to the side & kissed the metal

⠀ ( catching the throwing knife, slender digits squeezed quick enough between the flat surface sides & long enough not to let it knick, fast for it to freeze through the air . positioned between the mini & the maniac mini. an icy calm to his features . ) pneumatix .

⠀ . . .

⠀ gaze upon my beautiful wife .

⠀ ( slender digits not being held caress gentle at her helm, behind the audial. ) it would be easier for us both if we have never met . ( stoic but soft. ) but we would have been miserable. these moments i have had with you were few compared to our long lives of loneliness & lying .

⠀ ( a hypocrite that's what he's always been, that's what he's known to be now. hoarding secrets & hiding them behind a blue visor. .. he'd smile down at her, put on a brave face, but it would just be another lie. he hasn't even told his own brother about the mini or his relationship with blaster )

⠀ ( he stands & turns his back to them the instant she's in his arms, hovercraft wings splayed out in protective defense as he clutches the trembling mini to his chassis, a servo administering as many soothing pets to her as possible. whispering calm for only her to hear, helm lowered . )