IT'S A DANCE! [Video]

[vandalization]

[ Hey look! It's Saber and Vandal. They're sitting together, Vandal has a half-empty bottle of whiskey in hand, which she lifts to the screen. ]


So guys. Saber and I got to talking, and I don't know about you, but we are fucking sick of all this terrible shit happening.

Giant centipedes? Here's to you.

[ She takes a drink. ]


Anyways, we were thinking about putting together a formal dance? Like, a ask-someone-on-a-date dance sort of thing.

Anyways. We'll need a place to have it, we were thinking the Atrium if that's okay.

We'll also need some help.

Saber? The list, please?

[ Saber nods and reads off the list. ]

We'll need catering, two people to help decorate, a musician, a bouncer, and I am looking for two volunteers to help me watch over the event. This isn't expected to be a heavy responsibility, but one will need to keep out an eye for arising issues.

There will also be a requirement of at least one piece of formal wear. For everyone.

That means you Cybertronians. Find a bow-tie or hat or something!

We're aiming for a week from now, so uh. Yep. You heard it folks.

Better start trying to find a date!

[ End transmission. Vandal is in red text and Saber is in blue text. ]

Comments

[winged_knight]

You think so? But I have my hat already. It's quite dashing. [ Not really. ]

Yes pirates. Four is very creative, you should go play with him sometime. [ He grins. Four had a tendency to bring out the most carefree part of Wing. Sometimes it feels like a guilty pleasure. ]

[ Besides they always have pirates in romance novels. Sometimes SKY pirates even. ]

OH. No. You absolutely need to do your duty. I should be no exception. [ Maybe not in that hat though, the only thing hot about it is the color. ]

[sword_redemption]

Well. I can try it. Just in case.

[It could come in handy at any rate and he's not one to really refuse anything Wing wants to offer.]

Ah. Four. [A bit of an embarrassed expression. The last time he'd spoke to the stitchpunk it had gone...embarrassingly. Some robots should not talk about love. Over open channels. ]

All right then. [He holds up his hands, flexing them.] I guess I should practice frisking, then.

[winged_knight]

You're welcome to it then. It's on the table by the balcony door, help yourself.

[ It's certainly not the first time Drift's been encouraged to come and go freely from Wing's room, it's just a matter of course now. ]

He's very sweet. [Wing gets a bit of a shy grin himself because remembers that now too. Though his memories are much, much fonder. ]

Does that mean I should come find you? [Yeah that gets a rise out of him. ] I'd hate for you to have to practice on anyone else.

[sword_redemption]

I'll check it out.

[Mostly because he's curious. Maybe a little jealous. So Megatron's giving Wing gifts, now? Oh, Drift'll have to do one better. ]

Turning yourself in, eh? Don't think that's going to get you any mercy.

If you want to have Drift discover what the mask does, feel free.

[winged_knight]

[ Wing's lucky to have someone like Drift looking out for him. And well, if Drift wants to do one better, Wing certainly wouldn't say no. ]

Oh no. It's paramount that you do your duty Drift. [ There's a joke about 'mounting' in there somewhere. ] I'll fully submit to a thorough inspection.