[Video]

[toguidethem]

[The video feed flickers on to the sight of a young boy seemingly passed out as his desk. Don't worry guys, he's still alive. As proof of this, he raises his head and blearily stares down at the data pad he has in front of him. A hand reaches out and roughly brushes the coffee mug and drags it closer to him. He makes the mistake of drinking some before making a face and spitting it back into the mug. Yuck, cold stale coffee is nasty.

Cody doesn't look too good. Actually, he looks like a kid who has been up for three days straight with nothing to sustain him but coffee and granola bars. Why would he do this and what could possibly be so important that he'd do this to himself? Well, part of it is because Prowl is a very curt and demanding boss. The other part is because Cody actually wants to impress him a little. Four days of constant and dedicated paperwork would do it right?

Ugh, he feels terrible. But luckily for him he's almost done.]

Just a little more.

[He mutters to himself before tiredly getting back to work.

About twenty seconds later his head droops again and hits the desk with a thud. No, no naps yet. C'mon Cody, keep going...]

Comments

[toguidethem]

Hey Dead End...

Do you mind if I ask you a question?

[dinnerdate]

Uh... sure?

[toguidethem]

Why are you so gloomy all the time?

[dinnerdate]

...Why shouldn't I be?

[toguidethem]

It's just funny that you have such a bleak outlook on life.

I guess I just wanted to know why.

[dinnerdate]

Funny... Right.

[Figures even humans would find it fun to pick on him.]

[toguidethem]

...Strange?

[Whoops he said something wrong didn't he.]

[dinnerdate]

Strange?

[Wing droop. It's okay Cody, everyone hurts his feelings he's used to it.]

[toguidethem]

I-I don't mean it that way!

[He definitely looks upset now. This isn't going the way he planned.]

[dinnerdate]

It's fine... I get it.

[toguidethem]

I'm sorry, I didn't mean for it to come out that way.

I just wanted to get to know you some more.

[dinnerdate]

Don't. No one else does.

There are a bunch of better bots out there that you can get to know.

[toguidethem]

I'd like to be the judge of that.

It's easier to make friends when you get to know people.

[dinnerdate]

I don't have friends.

[toguidethem]

Do you want friends?

[dinnerdate]

I don't need any.

[Totally not what he was asked.]

[toguidethem]

But do you want any?

Having a friend or two isn't a bad thing.

[dinnerdate]

Until they leave, or try and kill you. Or both.

[toguidethem]

You're avoiding my question.

[dinnerdate]

I'm a poor choice for a friend and I'm better off without any.

[toguidethem]

I don't think that's true.

[dinnerdate]

Well, it is.

[Get used to it. He has.]

[toguidethem]

I could be your friend if you let me. I mean... I'm way to small to hurt you and I won't be leaving anytime soon.

[dinnerdate]

You're small enough to mess with my wiring if you really wanted to... And you're just saying that.

[Has he mentioned that his human left without saying goodbye? No? Oh well he should probably mention that at some point.]

[toguidethem]

What if I'm not? What if I really don't want to hurt you?

You're different from the others Dead End, but I kinda like that about you. It comes growing up where I did I guess.