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[engrishdetective]

Oh, how it seemed so quickly that Christmas came and went. A darn shame, too! But, I can't complain. We had a White Christmas after all. How nice.

But look at where we are now! New Year's Eve is here already. Or at least that means something to us Earth folk; I have no idea how long a Cybertronian year is for you Autobots and Decepticons and whatever else. More importantly! New Year's! Celebration time.

This means fireworks again. I need 'em. Whoever has any, lemme know.

Later, baby!

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[mccrane]

I could check the junk pile...

Or.

Alternatively.

We can try putting energon into combustion engines again.

[Because those had been some real fireworks.]

[engrishdetective]

That worked so well the last time, didn't it? Heh.

Anything you wanted to do for New Year's? Kagerou seemed eager. Or whatever constitutes as "eager" for him.

[mccrane]

I was planning on doing a patrol before I got your message, so...

I don't know.

What is appropriate?

[engrishdetective]

Ehh, I should have known you'd say that.

Well, we already exchanged gifts. So I guess that leaves Western tradition. As your resident American expert-- [Haha no he's not] --I have a plan for us two.

But you have to promise to see me just a few minutes before midnight.

[mccrane]

Do I need to wait before seeing you, or should I come now?

[Gunmax, your plans are always ominous-sounding. Especially when they relate to America.]

[engrishdetective]

You could come now, but the tradition doesn't happen until midnight.

[mccrane]

I'll keep looking for fireworks, then.

Are our clocks synched?

[He sends a time-ping.]

[engrishdetective]

Hmm.

Looks like.

So you'd better come here in about six hours, yeah?

[mccrane]

Understood.

[He'll be there sooner than that.]

[engrishdetective]

[So punctual.

No worries, Gunmax will just hang out on your desk. On your desk.]

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[thxforthememories]

You really don't have to do this.

[mccrane]

[McCrane will come in, depositing a few more cans of dog food that he found by the reception desk for Barricade to pick up, later.]

...

[When he makes it over to his desk, though, he almost jumps.]

Gunmax...!

I thought you'd quit the force?

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[engrishdetective]

I really do.

Happy New Year, shinewbie.

[engrishdetective]

[There he is, cleaning his magnum like not a damn thing is wrong. Classy as always.]

Oh, I did. Doesn't mean I wasn't planning on visiting sometimes.

[SURE he probably shouldn't be here, technically. But rules. Silly things.]

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[thxforthememories]

Still.

I'll help search... but... where are you now?

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[engrishdetective]

Hmm, why?

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[thxforthememories]

A delivery. It's tradition.

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[engrishdetective]

Fine, fine. I'm at the office. McCrane's desk.

Thinking about carving my name in it. [Spoilers: he's not going to, but gotta be a jerk, right?]

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[thxforthememories]

Stay there, then.

... And don't do that. That's not how you start a new year.

[He'll be there shortly since. Y'know. He lives on the roof.]

ACTION;

[engrishdetective]

Because you're the expert on new years now?

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[thxforthememories]

[He doesn't say anything. Not until he... drops out of the ceiling vent. Yep. That just happened.]

I know some things.

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[engrishdetective]

Typical ninjas. [Yeah, Shadowmaru would do that to. Just 'cuz.]

Such as?

[mccrane]

It means you'll have to look for bullets elsewhere. The ones here are for the Enforcers.

[He looks dead serious for a moment...but you'd know him well enough to catch the slight amusement in the corner of his optic.]

I did find a single firework for you, however.

ACTION;

[thxforthememories]

Such as what you need to give.

[That said, he flicks something in the biker's direction. It's obviously hand-made. With paint instead of embroidery, and painted on a piece of metal.]

Here.

["Protection"]

[engrishdetective]

Why, would you arrest me if I took some?

[It's subtle, but he can see the glint.]

Oh? How thoughtful. Seeing as how I only have a few, that'll have to do.