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... Right. That answers that.

[He tilts himself sideways, to knock his head against Mirage's shoulder, all but draping on him.]

Don't do that. It's over.

[His hand lifts up from where it rested on his face, seeing the gigantic robotic cat that now lay sprawled across his shoulders.]

At least be glad you do not remember.

I would hate to be anything less than par for you.

Oh come on. It's not like we're exclusive or anything. You don't have to prove yourself.

[More headbutting. Affectionate headbutting.]

Dominant mating candidate scrap is so organic.

Ahaha, I was kidding~

[A hand reaches up, stroking it alongside Sideswipe's face plating, swirling his drink with the other. Okay, so he wasn't as kidding as he let on.]

Oh? It's not like we are the hot items around here. Unless you've had more luck.

[He hums a little, pressing his face into Mirage's neck. Hopefully, this is doing something to get Mirage's morale back up.]

I did.

But then he up and left so... not sure how to label that one.

[Well it is nice, having someone drape on him like this.

Makes him feel a little less...cold in this place.]

Oh? Anyone I know?

Mm, I don't know. He was one of those bots with the weird flat faces.

[His name was Smokescreen, Sideswipe.]

Didn't even catch his name. How like you~

[Teasing, but he headbutt's the other's helm gently.]

Why should I? I was the center of the attention, not him.

[He answers with one of his own, before reaching to take Mirage's cube from him -- he has his own, but if he's here, he's going to try and mooch.]

[Another chuckle. It was humorous, somehow to the Ferrari. Sideswipe's attitude was so calming.

So familiar.]

You certainly remembered mine, back home. What made me special?

You're red and you have the dumb accent.

[He waves his hand in the air, almost spilling Mirage's drink.]

It's hard not to forget.

[Here, Sideswipe, allow him to hold onto that for you. It's not like it's his or anything.]

I like to be memorable~

Well, you are. So don't worry about that one.

[No come here he wants to share with you.]

[Nuh uh, he's going to play keep away with that cube.]

Ah-ah. It's mine.

Oh come on, I ordered it for you.

[As he wiggles awkwardly.]

Then you must reach for it~

[He'll just hold it slightly higher now, leaning his head in.]

I am reaching for it, you Italian-Fan-Bot.

[And he is. Still wiggling.]

[He holds it for a few more seconds, watching the wiggling bot before...

leaning in slightly more, giving a puff of air against Sideswip's face plating.

A 'kiss'.

And just like that, he hands over the drink. As if nothing happened.]

[He had more smart comments, but.]

[That... 'kiss'.]

[That takes the wind out of his sails, so to speak. He just stares at Mirage like the other bot grew a second head.]

Uh... what was that for?

[He knew Sideswipe would react that way. It was just the way he was.

But...well, one little slip up couldn't hurt. After all that.]

What was what?

Don't give me that.

[He's still wiggling, trying to see Mirage's face.]

You did the thing! The... face puff thing!

[Good luck, because he's ducking that face out of the way.]

And?

I was teasing!

Oh no you don't...

[Because he's trying to grasp Mirage's face.]

Come back here.

[Damn it, Sideswipe. He can't fight those hands, finding his chin resting in those fingers as it's turned.]

You caught me, argento.

Damn right I did.

[Now what does he do.]

[He just holds Mirage's face for a moment or two, fidgeting. Okay, well. If it makes him feel better... he might as well, right? Because that's the only reason he's even considering it.]

[Right?]

[He leans forward, and there's another huff of air against Mirage's face.]

So there.

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