[Video]

[notyourblueangel]

[The Link comes on with a jostle and a flash of blue.  Nope, not Thundercracker - or...well...technically, it kind of is, oops.  It's the little one - the firelizard, that is.]

[The other one, the Seeker, can be seen across the room.  He's . . . well . . . he's huddled in the center of his berth, knees drawn up, wings high and quivering softly, the other three firelizards - Screamer, Sky, and Numbers - clutched to his chest like he's trying to protect them.  He's attempting to wave at the fourth, but he keeps snatching his hand back from reaching over the edge of the berth.  He looks pretty freaked out, his voice a stressed whisper.]

Cracker!  G-get over here!  You don't want them to catch you, do you?

[He keeps darting glances around the berth like he's afraid there's a monster under it and it'll reach out to snatch at him any minute.]



((ooc:  Guess who got turned into TFA Skywarp! 8D found yellow energon crystals.))

Comments

[deadlydoctor]

What is even going on with you now?

[notyourblueangel]

[Thundercracker /jumps/ with a soft, pitched yip, gaze darting around for the source of the voice.  He finally spots his powered-on Link device.  His optics are bright, voice remaining a stressed whisper.]

  Knock Out!  Keep clear of berths, especially ones that have been sitting for any length of time.  Don't let your feet get too close!

  …t-there might be dustbunnies underneath!

[deadlydoctor]

[By the time the seeker realizes this is Knock Out talking to him the medic is already facepalming.]

...dustbunnies. You are afraid of those?

[notyourblueangel]

Y-yes! They gather in huge packs! And . . . you don't know, they could be vorpal!

[Don't mind him, his crystal-addled brain just confused itself with a memory of being forced by his wingmate to watch Monty Python and the Holy Grail with him once, oops.]

[Audio]

[originaldragoon]

Thundercracker? What's wrong?

[Video - since his is already set to that, and out of reach to change]

[notyourblueangel]

Rose!

  [That almost came out a pathetic whine.]

  Help!  I-I think there might be dustbunnies under my berth.

[She's going to stay audio because INVISIBLE!]

[originaldragoon]

...... [Did he just say what she thought said? Girl need a facepalming icon for this.]

Dustbunnies?

I don't think those are dangerous. [Unless you haven't cleaned your room for a very very very long time and they mutated.]

YUP XD;;;

[notyourblueangel]

T-they could be! What if they're vorpal?

[Someone's crystal-addled brain had a flashback to being forced by his wingmate to watch Monty Python and the Holy Grail with him once, oops.]

[Video]

[happyduckbutt]

Thundercracker? You okay?

[Video]

[notyourblueangel]

Nooo…

  [That whine?  Soft as it was…was kind of pathetic.  Especially for Thundercracker.]

  Ventus, d-don't get too close to your berth, or anything else with a space under it that's been sitting a long time.

  There might be dustbunnies!

[Video]

[happyduckbutt]

...what?

[He looks confused.]

[Video]

[notyourblueangel]

Dust...bunnies...

Vorpal dustbunnies.

[Someone was forced to watch Monty Python and the Holy Grail with his wingmate once. Now his crystal-addled brain is confused.]

[eyestothesky]

[Somewhat awake for the moment, just letting out a weary huff of steam.]

You alright there?

[notyourblueangel]

...n-no.

Beware of the dustbunnies under your berth.

Vorpal dustbunnies.

[eyestothesky]

Vorpal dustbunnies? Huh, I remember those buggers. Didn't know they were here too... [Because Kazooland.]

[notyourblueangel]

I-I don't know. They could be? I h-haven't actually seen one, b-but...

[But his crystal-addled brain has convinced him they're a very very real possibility, oops.]

[loyalflier]

Do you need someone to come and fetch you?

[notyourblueangel]

W-would you?

[OOOoooohh that's sure one pathetic puppy-dog look you're getting, bro!]

[loyalflier]

Of course I would, if you really are in need.

[ no idea why the guy is afraid, but maybe taking him out of the situation will help! ]

[megaton]

....so THAT is what you are afraid of?

[Clearly your priorities are in order.]

[notyourblueangel]

[He was until about two seconds ago. He's suddenly realized he's WAY MORE AFRAID of something other than dustbunnies!]

L-Lord M-megat-tron!

[He skitters towards the opposite edge of the bed, like he has every intention of slipping /off/ of it and down on the other side, as if to hide behind it . . . but then he remembers the dustbunnies. A faint whimper escapes him as he locks optics on his Link again.]

[Y-you're not going to come get him, are you?? He really really REALLY hopes you're not!]

[megaton]

Why yes.

Funny that you remembered the 'Lord' this time and not the last time that we met. I believe you owe me an explanation.

[im_wavin]

WIMP! [Wow Ravage, seriously?]

[notyourblueangel]

[Thundercracker flinches, looking at his Link. He looks hurt.]

A-am not! And that was mean. H-have you ever seen dustbunnies?

[He hasn't either, actually. He's also convinced himself that he doesn't want to!]

[im_wavin]

Yes and u still totes a wimp.