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tf: idw | ironhide

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So I'm guessin' everybody got themselves back to normal? Nobody runnin' around gluing people to walls no more?

[Because he's fresh out of wall scrapers. Or something.]

Good news is, I got my altmode back.

[He pauses.]

Uh. Bad news is... kinda found out I wasn't affected no more... the hard way.

[Good job, Ironhide, what did you do.]

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What if my A.I. chip gets corrupted or something? My memories could probably be backed up somewhere else but. I dunno, it just seems... Ah hell, I don't know. I wanna say unnatural, but that kinda comes with the whole being a machine thing.

That's all you got to keep your memories and stuff in? A chip?

That don't seem fair.

[Why yes that is the issue he sees here. Not the machine part.]

Hey. Our technology wasn't nearly as fancy as yours. Work with what you've got, right?

Yeah, well. You're here now. Maybe you should see 'bout gettin' that looked at.

Backed up or whatever.

Maybe, but I don't like the idea of someone who doesn't know what they're doing poking around in my head. Replacing an engine is one thing. This is something completely different.

Eh, yeah. Fair enough.

No reason to worry 'bout it now, anyway, yeah? Your parts are pretty much new.

Fair enough. I'll worry about it when it actually becomes an issue. You holdin' up back there okay?

Spoken like a bot after my own spark.

[He grunts.]

I ain't fallin' apart, if that's what you mean.

Aw, look at that. We're bonding.

[or something]

Good to hear. We're almost there, so make sure it stays that way.

I'm so touched, I'm speechless.

[or something.]

Careful, there. You're startin' to sound worried.

God, I know, right? We'll be hugging before you we know it.

[except that hugs are uncool and gunmax never does things that aren't SUPER COOL]

Worried? Nah. It would just be a pain to have to turn around and grab your arm if it falls off again.

[maybe a little worried.]

Pretty sure I'd snap you in half if we went and tried that one.

[That's a joke, kiddo.]

Oh, yeah. Tell me about it. I'll make sure it stays put.

Yeaaaah, that doesn't sound too fun. Let's just limit the touchy-feely crap to hand shakes and junk.

[that probably isn't a joke]

Good. As long as we don't hit any speed bumps, you should be fine.

Sounds more my style anyway.

Psh, I got it. Even if you do hit a couple bumps.

You definitely don't seem like the huggy type.

[OH YEAH? Gunmax finds a bump on PURPOSE. maybe fucking with the injured guy isn't all that great an idea but hey]

Nope. More of the... punchin' type. I think.

[He says a word he probably shouldn't say around ~~his adopted child~~ decent company and grabs onto the bike.]

You're hilarious.

[Gunmax just grins to himself like the cocky little prick he is]

Ahh, was that a pothole? They just spring up on you out of nowhere, huh?

[Don't worry Irondad, WE'RE THERE. Gunmax slows to a stop. geeently.]

What was that you said about punching?

[you're not gonna punch him are you dad]

Yeah, I was laughin' too hard to pay attention. Real comedian, you are.

[And once they're stopped, he does exactly that. It's not like the punches he normally throws. Those would probably end up mashing the poor kid's head in.]

[It's more a light cuff to the back of the head than a punch.]

There. That's what I said.

Hey! Tch, rattle my brains, why dontcha...

[ow well huh. Gunmax had that coming didn't he. That's about all he's got for complaining, though. He's just gonna not-pout and rub the back of his head]

I could, if I tried.

[He shakes his head, and heaves himself up off the bike. But not before he thumps a hand down on Gunmax's shoulder. This is how men show affection, boy.]

Thanks, kid.

[MANLY AFFECTION. Gunmax digs it. he reaches up and thumps his fist against Ironhide's chest a couple times.]

Don't mention it, pops. Take care of yourself.

Heh.

[And all is forgiven.]

Same to you. Watch yourself 'round here.

Hey, if there's one thing I'm good at, it's lookin' out for number one.

That said, I'm outta here.

[he revs the engine, but he's going to be a bro and wait until ironhide's ACTUALLY INSIDE before driving off. because he's secretly nice that way.]

Yeah, yeah, get movin'.

[He waves him off.]

[... and totally watches him drive away. Just to make sure he doesn't flip the damn bike or something.]

[no bike flipping, but he DOES pop a wheelie because fuck the police]

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